#welocome

[secret-sageent]

kevin wtnv is so IDKHOW coded to me

[sibmakesart]

ayo what the fuck

[17-25-1999]

Wally x gloria welcome home Labyrinth. Your eyes are like sapphires😍👀✨️💖

[goodoldfashionedvillain]

alastor is literally kevin who went to hell

[candyheartedchy]

IM SO HONORED THAT YOU DREW HER!!! SHE LOOKS SO DARLING IN YOUR STYLE AAAAAAAAAAAA!!! 💗❤️💗❤️💗❤️ ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE SHADING HERE!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 🥹❤️❤️❤️

Gift for @candyheartedchy , because I really like your sona and, in general, it's my "thank you so much" for your lovely comments on my art with s/i 💕✨

[ddeltacrane]

Welocome October my fav month.

I never draw him beautifully sorry about that.

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[tiredofthehumanlife]

Our children yearn for the waterpark

part one

barbie dolls: Jegulus x you

word:3.9k

summary:James takes you and regulus (along with your children) to a waterpark

warnings: your son is named Elliot, also you're referred to as Ren and Rena like the gn term for your parent so just yk it's not an oc i promise, pushing the trans James agenda, James is a baker and regulus is a stay at home dad/writer you’re a teacher just so you know, modern au I'm SORRY, James’ parents are alive, Regulus has freinds, Regulus hates the public water, Allusions to poc Luna harry and james, your race and elliots race is not menntioned everyone is welocome, you dont get in the water, Regulus is a sunscreen god he loves sunscreen so much, Harry is mentioned to have moms theyre giving divorce core mom and dad’s house, james drives a minivan, allusions to autistic reader and Elliot but its not specified, your swimsuit is not mwntioned or described so again everybody welcome, i hate typos oh my god

You liked dating James and Regulus. Your relationship was still very fresh, but their effect was hard to miss. They made you laugh all the time. James was very energetic, matching your kids well. Regulus was blunt and it relaxed your nerves of missing a hidden message in a conversation. And they were both great parents. Your kids already loved each other and they got along well.

School was out. Meaning both you and Elliot had loads of free time on your hands. With summer in full swing, you set up frequent playdates with Elliot’s two best friends. You wanted him to keep his strong bonds with them and it definitely wasn’t because you missed Regulus and James. Regulus was really self-employed. He stayed at home to raise Luna and to write his books. He could easily add a playdate to his schedule. James however was a baker with hours he had to meet. So he didn’t always have a clear schedule. Harry would stay with his grandparents, Euphemia and Fleamont, while James was at work. Harry also spent a lot of time at his Moms’ house. So making a playdate with all three children involved was harder than expected. Elliot still liked hanging out with Luna, and sometimes even Harry too on certain weekends.

Your phone rang as you were cutting up celery for Elliot. He was going through a peanut butter phase, eating it on everything. You picked up the call, holding the phone with your shoulder and the side of your face.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Pretty. It’s me.” You smiled at James’ voice. Just as you were about to tell him hi again, he started talking. “Lemme add Regulus.” You stayed silent as his side went quiet. You heard Elliot in the other room, clacking his toys together on the dining room table. You snagged a pretzel from the small pile on his plate. Soon enough James and Regulus both joined.

“Are you guys busy this weekend?” You scoffed at James. You heard Regulus sniffle a laugh on his line.

“James, baby, we’re always free. Do try to remember our professions.” You said as you smeared peanut butter onto Elliot’s celery.

“Right yeah, well I just accidently bought exactly six passes to this really cool waterpark,” James said, whispering the last word. You oooed while Regulus snorted.

“James, do share with us how you accidentally bought exactly enough passes for all of us and our children.” Regulus pressed. You heard Luna in the background let out a yell filled with laughter.

“Was that Luna?” You asked. Regulus explained that her uncles were over and attacking her with tickles. Regulus returned the conversation to the waterpark passes.

“alright fine, you caught me. I missed you guys. I’ve been so busy with work, I feel like I haven’t seen you all summer.” You cooed at James while Regulus let out a whine.

“He cares.” Regulus mocked.

“How adorable.” You joined in making James groan loudly. “What day were you planning on going to the p-a-r-k, James?” You spelled out where you were going so Elliot wouldn’t overhear and get excited. You turned around to the color-coordinated calendar on the fridge. It was mostly empty, you and Elliot preferred the company of each other than strangers. Though you had a really exciting playdate with Luna planned next Thursday. What a wild life you lived.

“This Saturday if that works for you two.” You glanced over at the empty box.

“Yeah, I could squeeze you in.” You muttered into the microphone as you turned back to Elliot’s plate.

“Lemme check my planner.” Regulus waited for a second. “Oh that’s right, I hate human beings. I'm completely free.” James let out a sigh of relief. You picked up Elliot’s plate, walking it to the dining room. Elliot was sitting in a chair, his little arms just barely reaching over the edge of the table, smacking two toy cars together. You set his plate in front of him. Elliot thanked you, shoving the peanut butter-covered celery into his mouth. You kissed his forehead, ruffling his hair before pulling back. You noticed his bare legs.

“Baby, where are your pants?” You tilted your head. Elliot pointed to the bathroom.

“Hamper,” Elliot answered.

“Well, good job putting them in the hamper but why aren’t they on your legs?” You asked.

“Didn’t wanna wear ‘em,” Elliot said, his mouth full of celery.

“Can’t argue with that, make sure you chew all the way okay.” Elliot nodded as you left to go clean the kitchen.

“One thing I will say though, I’m not getting that water. Do you realize how filthy those things are?” You tuned back into the conversation listening to Regulus list off statistics of how gross waterparks are.

“That’s okay, I’ll be in the water so I can make sure Luna doesn’t swim away or anything,” James said, clearing up the problem. You nodded.

“I’ll dry off Luna if you don’t want to touch the water on her, and we’ll lay a towel over one of those chairs that are shaded so we know it's clean. If you feel lonely, I'll sit with you and James if you feel tired we can swap places.” You offered, wanting to fill in any potholes in your plans.

“You are very kind, darling,” Regulus muttered. You cooed at him as you shoved the peanut butter back in the high cabinet so Elliot wouldn’t eat it all in one sitting and hurt his stomach.

“You guys are nasty. I was thinking maybe we carpool so nobody gets lost and it saves gas.” James said. You hummed while Regulus made a disapproving sound.

“James, there’s like twelve of us. Are you driving a bus?” Regulus said, poking holes into James’ ideas. If you were looking at James you assumed he’d be rolling his eyes.

“I have a big van. It has enough seating for us, I counted to make sure.” You hummed.

“Okay, baby, whatever you want.” You agreed, putting the celery into the refrigerator. Regulus sighed.

“I suppose that could work.” You snorted at Regulus’ faked disappointment. You heard Luna call for Regulus on his side.

“I’m being called for Yeti in my Spaghetti, I have to go.” You all said bye before hanging up.

Saturday came faster than you thought it would. You were packing a big bag of sunscreen and towels, in no time. You told Elliot he didn’t need to wear his goggles before you even got in the car but he was excited. You let it slide, you’re only seven once. You were a little anxious about the whole thing, you worried one of the kids would splash Regulus. You were worried they would slip on the wet concrete and crack their head. You worried Elliot’s goggles were too tight on his head. You heard an engine approaching. You looked out the window to verify it was James. Definitely his red minivan, bumper stickers littering the back. You turned around to Elliot.

“You know who’s in the driveway?” Elliot jumped up off the couch, bouncing on his feet.

“Harry and Luna?” You nodded. Elliot bolted towards the door. You were opening the minivan door in no time, a wave of hello’s meeting you and Elliot. Luna and Harry were next to each other in the back row.

“They wanted to sit in the back because they’re spies.” You hummed at Regulus’ explanation. You were able to fit Elliot’s booster seat in the back, next to Luna. You pushed the seat in front of them back, sitting in the row in front of theirs. Regulus was in the passenger seat, tilting his head back to see you. You smiled at him warmly as you buckled your seatbelt. James’ face appeared next to his, looking at you.

“Hi,” James said, a light air to his greeting.

“Hi.”

“Okay, waterpark here we come!” James said, loud enough for the back row to hear. The kids all squealed, thrashing their legs and arms around. Your trip to the waterpark calmed your worries. James and Regulus’ presence already working numbers. James apparently made a summertime fun playlist specifically for this. The kids seemed to enjoy it. Luna made her doll dance and Elliot made his car dance. Harry just made himself dance.

You six easily made it through the gates. You were holding hands with Regulus on one side and Elliot on the other. When you look back to see Elliot holding onto Luna’s hand and Luna holding onto Harry’s hand, you had flashbacks to watching ducks cross the road. James was in the front leading you all to his Harry’s favorite part of the waterpark. Regulus narrowly avoided a small kid with Nemo arm floaties splashing. You rubbed his arm in sympathy.

“I'll dry you off if you get any water on you, and I have hand sanitizer and butt wipes in my bag. Regulus knocked your cheek with his head in a thank you. James ran ahead, snagging a sunlounger for Regulus. You pulled a towel out of your bag, handing it to James. Regulus settled onto the chair, digging into his own bag. He motioned for Luna to come over, squirting a mountain of tinted sunscreen into his hands. Regulus smothered Luna in sunscreen, making sure she was covered entirely.

Luna had on an adorable bright orange swimsuit with ruffles around the edges. She had matching arm floaties that she talked Regulus out of, pinkie promising to stay in the shallow end. You knew that within an hour she’d want to go into the deep end and Regulus would have to talk her into a life vest and arm floaties. Luna was free though, slipping her Tinkerbell flip-flops off and splashing into the shallow end. You were in the kid's area so there wasn’t even really a deep end but you could easily imagine Luna tricking someone into taking her to the lazy river.

Harry was next in the sunscreen line. Harry had on a long-sleeved swim shirt and Lighting McQueen shorts. James had on just red shorts. He had already tossed his coverup tee off. You didn’t want to oggle him. James had antler tattoos following the path of the scars on his chest. Regulus’ shorts were blue, you expected him to stay under the shade the whole time.

James pulled his spray can of suscreen out of his bag. Regulus looked aghast at James even thinking of covering a human in that. Regulus slapped it out of James’ hands, using Luna’s sunscreen on Harry instead. Regulus forced James into using Luna’s sunscreen as well. Regulus smothered some over James’ cheeks. It made James fluster, giggling and needing to turn around to take a moment to himself. After Regulus smothered James and Harry in sunscreen, he pulled Elliot over.

You sat next to Regulus as he rubbed sunscreen into Elliot’s skin. You held onto Elliot’s hand, he was squeezing the life out of it. Elliot hated the texture of sunscreen but he liked playing in the water more than sitting in the shade. He just needed a little bit of comfort through it and he was okay. After Regulus was done Elliot moved into your arms for more comfort. You hummed, squeezing him tight. You rocked him gently, giving him all the praises he needed. Elliot eventually pulled back, leaving his shoes next to his friends’ and joining them in the water. You smiled at him splashing with his friends, the three of them flinging water at James, who pretended to die and crash into the water.

You turned back to Regulus, happy you were all together. Regulus was staring at you with a deadly serious look in his eyes. His palms were pointed towards you, you glanced down at them. Your smile slightly fell when you realized they were coated in sunscreen.

“Oh Regulus, I actually put some on at ho-“ Regulus shut you up by smothering your face with his hands. He removed them, smearing his hands down your arms. You sputtered, he avoided your eyes and mouth shockingly. Regulus returned his hands to your face, now gently rubbing it into your face. You understood now why this flustered James. Regulus had both hands on your face treating your skin with such love, making sure you were fully protected. He eventually sat back, adding more to his hands before looking up at you.

“Can I do the rest or do you want to?” You shrugged.

“I’m cool with whatever you want, babe.” Regulus sighed. He hated when people made him make decisions.

“I'll do most.” You hummed in approval. He rubbed sunscreen into most of your skin, handing you the bottle to finish. When you were done you squeezed some of Regulus’ sunscreen into your hands, facing him with the same severity. He looked up from rubbing some into his arms. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“I'll get your back, baby.” Regulus squinted his eyes at you. You grinned.

“Are you trying to steal my job?” You shook your head moving to sit behind him. You applying sunscreen devolved into you just rubbing the tension out of his shoulders. Regulus dropped his head back against you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, lightly pecking his cheek on the way. You both watched as James picked Harry up by his ankles, wrapping his arms around Harry’s legs, and swinging him around. It made Harry giggle loudly, squealing and swinging his arms around. James gently set Harry back on his feet, splashing all three of your kids with a large swing of his arms. James left the water, squeezing his shorts out. He slumped down into the sun lounge chair next to you that you claimed with your bag.

He pulled his arms under his head, sighing. You admired the way the sun warmed his skin. You were not checking him out you were just checking for sunburns. Regulus pressed a kiss to your arm, leaning out of your hold. James opened his eyes, looking over at you both.

“So I was thinking, maybe we go out to eat after this.” You hummed nodding your head.

“You pick, I hate making decisions,” Regulus muttered. You patted his shoulder.

“Parenting must be hard for you.” Regulus nodded at you. He looked up when he heard Luna scream. Harry was splashing her. Elliot was near them staring at the lost water shoe sitting at the edge of the shallow water.

“Elliot, leave the shoe alone.” You yelled over at him. His head shot up, caught. He stood up and pointed down at it.

“Rena, it has no brother. Where’s the owner?” You shrugged at him.

“I don’t know, baby. Leave it alone, you don’t know what somebody could’ve stepped in.” Elliot pouted at you. Your yelling caught the attention of the other two. They stood around the lost shoe staring down at it. You stood up, joining them so now all four of you were standing around this lost shoe and inspecting it. You told them not to touch it running over to the nearby snowcone stand asking for napkins. You picked the shoe up with a napkin. The three children follow you to the trashcan. You set it on top in case the owner came back, and looked for it. You tossed the napkins into the trashcan, turning around to your little huddle of kids.

“Why can you touch it but we can’t?” Luna asked, staring up at you.

“I had napkins, and I’m an adult so I can make my own decisions about my health.” Luna pouted at your answer.

“That’s unjust,” Luna muttered under her breath.

“Can we have napkins?” Harry asked. You shook your head. Elliot scoffed.

“This sucks, you took away my shoe.” You dropped your shoulders.

“I’m sorry hun but you can’t have that shoe. it’s not for you.” You looked around the huddle to make sure they all understood. Luna pushed her wet hair away from her face. Elliot turned around and left, the other two following after him. When you returned to James and Regulus, you noticed how much Luna was fighting with her hair. It kept sticking to her face and annoying her. Her eyebrows were pushed together and she looked close to drowning her mermaid doll.

“Regulus, could I put Luna’s hair up? It keeps getting in her face.” Regulus shrugged. He reached over to his bag, pulling two hairbands off a key chain and handing them to you. You asked Luna if she wanted her hair up. She said yes and settled in front of you on the chair. You had James run to the snowcone stand and ask for a cup of water. You made sure her hair was damp, so you wouldn’t hurt it. You gently pulled her hair up into a ponytail, using the hair ties Regulus gave you to hold it. You patted her arms when you were done. Luna turned around and gave you a tight hug.

After another hour of the kids and James being rowdy, you were all tired. You stayed true to your word, drying Luna off with her towel while Regulus packed up his bag. With everyone buckled in the car, James started towards whatever food place he picked. The ride back from the waterpark was much calmer and quieter than the ride to. The kids were tired, you were tired, the car was tired. You glanced over at Regulus when you heard him mutter something. You noticed James’ hand resting on Regulus’ thigh. You smiled at that, glad you were all close. James smiled brightly at Regulus, making the car heat up with his joy.

“Well thank you, I like your swimsuit too.” You glanced at the backseat making sure all three kids were asleep.

“Oh, that’s why you invited us to the waterpark. To see me and Regulus half naked. I get it now.” James looked at you through the rearview mirror.

“No, I wanted you guys to have fun, don't soil my good name like that,” James said, giving you a playful glare. Regulus ignored you both, resting his head against his arm on the door. You noticed James’ thumb swiping back and forth in a soothing manner. You smiled at him before returning your attention out the window.

Eventually, you were gently rocking the kids’ knees so they would wake up. When they realized they had the prospect of chicken strips and french fries, they were scrambling out of their seats. You were sat at a round booth. It was more of a fast food than a restaurant place so your wet swimsuit coverups weren’t really a problem. You helped Elliot pick out his meal as James helped Harry. Luna apparently already knew what she wanted, busying herself with the sugar packets.

Your food arrived and you cut up Harry’s chicken strips while James caught you and Regulus up with what was going on with him. You slid Harry’s plate back to him. Elliot handed you the small bowl of ketchup like it was going to bite him.

“Nasty, Rena. I don't want it.” You nodded, taking it away. You set it between you and James so Elliot wouldn’t have to look at it.

“Oh thank you.” James dunked one of his fries into the bowl. You weren’t going to correct him and tell him you didn’t do that on purpose so you just smiled. You checked on Elliot, seeing him chomp into his chicken strips, tearing it away. He rawred before chewing properly. You put together that he was probably pretending to be a dinosaur. His favorite was a velociraptor. He liked that they looked like ‘stupid chickens’. You glanced over at Luna. She was chowing down on her burger. She ordered for herself. She did a great job too. Luna was very well-spoken, she seemed to have a big vocabulary. It probably had something to do with living with a writer. Especially a writer like Regulus.

You tore off a corner from your paper napkin. You rolled it into a ball before chucking it at Regulus. It hit him square in the forehead. Regulus set his fork down, looking down at the paper ball in his lap. He looked up at you and James both smothering your laughter. He reached over and covered Harry’s eyes before flipping you off. Elliot was luckily under the table getting his crayon off the floor. James dropped his fry. Regulus picked up his fork taking a proud bite out of his own fry. You ignored the fact he was eating fries with his fork and that he passed it to Luna.

“What about Luna?” James asked. Regulus removed his hand from Harry. Harry glared at Regulus before picking up another chicken strip.

“Oh, I already sawed that. Uncle B said it means I love you but Uncle Rosie told me the truth. Uncle B likes partial jokes.” Luna said, matter of factly. She kept her eyes on her burger before taking a bite. Regulus nodded at her.

“Practical, not partial. You used the phrase practical jokes correctly though. Good job, Lue.” Luna smiled with her cheeks full at Regulus. You understood why her vocab was so big now, it was Regulus. Elliot rawred again, making three claws with his fingers to pick up his chicken strips.

You were all strapped into James’ minivan and on the way back home, in no time. The kids were entertaining each other in the backseat. James had his playlist softly playing in the background.

“We should get together just us,” James said. Regulus looked away from his window raising an eyebrow at him.

”Is that not what we just did?” Regulus asked. James shook his head.

“No I mean like we should go on a for real date, not a playdate that we happen to flirt in the background. We go out just the three of us. Maybe not the waterpark though.” James explained, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I want to but it’s kinda hard getting a babysitter.” You said, looking between them. Regulus turned around to make eye contact with you.

“Elliot could spend the night at my house, I have like a thousand free babysitters,” Regulus said, waving his hand through the air.

“What will Uncle B teach my kind how to say fuck in every language?” You teased. Regulus pressed his lips togehter.

”He’s actually not that bad, he’s really good with kids. He just also has an odd sense of humor.” you squinted at Regulus. ” It's alright if you don't want him to babysit I can have Evan and Dorcas babysit. Evan is just as insane as Barty but he lowers it while around children. Barty doesn’t. Docas is super cool, she’ll probably teach Elliot how to sword fight with wrapping paper tubes.”

“Docas does sound sick.” You muttered. James cheered.

“See we can go out for real, Regulus you do the planning this time.” Regulus nodded at James.

“I actually really like planning, I wish I had my joural. I would’ve taken notes.” Regulus sadly muttered. Once you were back home, Elliot passed out on the couch. You smiled at him clutching his car to his chest. You were excited for Regulus to call you and start his planning process.

[hinge]

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[19751011]

1998/09/16 President Bill Clinton and First Lady Hillary Rodham Clinton welocome Czech President Vaclav Havel and his wife Dagmar Havlova for a State Dinner at the White House in Washington, DC.

[goodoldfashionedvillain]

@desert-bluffs-and-me these tags mean everything to me fr fr

"We all have our regionalisms. [...] It is in these little details that we see ourselves, that we define how we are not others, and thus, how we are ourselves. 

When confronted with someone whose normal is not our normal, we are forced to confront the most frightening prospect of all, that there is no such thing as normal, just the accidental cultural moment we happened to be born into. A cultural happenstance that never existed before and will never exist again.[...] 

We resist difference because it requires we acknowledge that the culture we grew up with as normal is just a momentary accident. It requires we accept that the world we were born into will never be the same as the world we die in. The longer we live, the more we become interlopers, even in our own hometowns. But, if we let it happen, also the more we will learn."

WTNV Ep.83 'One Normal Town'.

[cherrieguroo]

welocome to What Is Cherrie Watching? a now ongoing segment on my blog where i watch something and live blog my reactions, and whoever can guess what i'm watching usually doesn't get anything but now there's a prize on the line; a moodboard or graphic! now lets get started

[koolades-world]

this was a request via comment for a romanian mc! if this was you and you would like your name to be attached to this, please let me know!

enjoy :)

Romanian Mc

Lucifer

he won't admit it to anyone, but he's a fiend for romanian cheese, specifically sheep cheese

alright, maybe he'll tell you since you're the one who provides it for him

it's not uncommon to find him awake late at night, but if you find him in front of the fridge he's either getting his late night chocolates or his late night cheese haha

he'll lighten your chores and everything if you leave some in the fridge for him with his name on it <3

Mammon

he loves the phrase "don’t mess with Romanians because their favorite dish is served during funerals"

he will go around saying that to the people he wants to intimidate with you? you're not really sure what direction he was going with that

if that works or not is determined by whoever he's talking to

the only person it's worked on was luke before you really bonded, and that was quickly debunked once he got to know you haha

Levi

he's almost wary about how quickly you warm up to him despite how closed off he is

i mean, he almost killed you for crying out loud yet you still want to be his friend

once he eventually lets you in, he learns that you are actually just a very sweet, welocoming person

he feels so bad for the whole almost killing you thing after that, and that it was just over TSL

Satan

he's always wanted to go to bucharest

specifically for the carturesti carusel bookshop, it's basically his dream and he wants to live in a place like that

he's always dropping hints that he wants to go and eventually states it outright as an invitation for you to go with him

while you're in the country, he also wants to go visit any family you might have there

Asmo

he loves all the little phrases and idioms you use

his personal favorite has to be "you're selling me doughnuts" or "you're rubbing the mint"

of course he starts picking them up too

before you knew it, everyone else started saying it too since it's asmo and everyone wants to be him!

Beel

he so looks forward to the first of may every year because that means he gets to enjoy a romanian barbeque hosted by you!

his all time favorite is mici

you always have to slap his hand away from the grill to keep him from grabbing them off early

you're not entirety sure if that would hurt him or not, but it's mostly a principle thing haha

Belphie

the first time you made sarmale for the whole house, he was the only one who actually knew how much work you put into make them

he was sitting next to you while you made them, and after watching you roll a few, he eventually asked if you could teach him too!

the two of you spent a while making them together, and while it was obvious who made which ones, the two of you had a great time

and, now he knows how to make sarmale :)

[jamroses]

Maybe in another life, pt 2

word count: 600 warnings: still none ? summary: Diane tells Todd a huge secret about her life and who she is in the cave. tags: dead poets society, neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, knox overstreet, gerard pitts, steven meeks, richard cameron, anderperry taglist: at the end :3 note: im still a HORRIBLE writer so any constructive critism is welocome !

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Todd felt like his world had just shattered for the second time, why didn't his friends understand? He was just trying to help, but it seems he had only made matters worse. 

He turned to face Diane, who he remembered was still in the cave. 

“I'm so sorry, this wasn't supposed to happen. God, I feel so stupid.”

He felt tears starting to stream down his face.

“Oh Todd, you couldn’t have known this would happen. You were just trying to help, I'm sure they'll see that, we're all grieving.” Diane spoke softly, 

When Todd looked up at her, she saw his tear filled eyes, she saw the pain in his eyes. 

He was crying as though he had lost a lover, not just a friend.

Todd's sobs grew louder, and more tears streamed down his face. Diane got up and sat down next to Todd. She took him in his arms and he didn't resist. He cried into her shoulder as she held him. Not saying a word, not even knowing, Todd thought, 

how much Neil really meant to him

-

Some time had passed, and the sound of rain falling through the trees onto the soft leaf covered grass could be heard from outside the cave. 

Diane slowly got up, “Todd it’s getting late, I’ve got to get back to my hotel.” 

Todd frowned, “You’re staying in a hotel? I thought you’d be staying with your parents.” 

“They uh, don’t really like to associate themselves with me anymore. I’m surprised they even told me about Neil.” Diane answered. 

Todd was confused, “What?” 

Diane sighed and sat back down again, “It’s a long story, I’ll tell you but you have to swear not to tell anyone else, or to judge.” 

“I swear,” Todd looked serious, “Dead Poets Honour.” 

Diane smiled a little;

“About 3 years ago I met a person, 

They meant a lot to me and we spent a lot of time together. We were roommates at first, then we became friends, we sat together at lunch, did our homework together, gradually we became best friends, spent every waking hour together, and eventually, we fell in love.”

She paused and looked at the cave wall in front of her, 

“We couldn’t tell anyone of course, it would ruin both our families. So we tried to hide it, we were good at it, of course. Until we weren’t. One day, I decided I should write to Neil to tell him about Her. I was so excited, 

I was so in love. 

But in my excitement I had forgotten that all mail sent to Welton has to go through the parents, so naturally when my parents got mail they opened it, to read what was inside before sending it to Neil. 

And that was the end of it, I was shipped off to England to go live with a great-aunt I had never heard of. Completely cut off from everyone here, including Her.”

“Are you going to visit her while you’re here?” Todd asked, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was like him, she knew what it was like to have the thing you love most ripped away from you. 

Should I tell her?

“I can’t, my parents said if I ever try to speak to her again, they’ll disown me. I can’t risk that, not right now.” 

Diane looked heartbroken, and Todd's heart ached. He wished he could help her, since her love was still alive. He felt he should try and do anything in his might to help her. 

But first he would have to tell her his secret, 

his and Neil’s secret.

“Diane.” Todd spoke softly, “What if I told you I was in love with you brother?” AAAA HERE U GUYS GOOO SORRY IF ITS A BIT SHORTER SKDHFJSDGFDSG

@fromhusk @zymogenn @poetrusic1959 @sihfce @please-hear-me-out (lmk if u want me to add u<3)

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Welocome to to A-Parallel-Institue, a blog created by the U.S.A. Branch of the Magnus Institute. Our intentions are to provide a means for those afflicted by the fear entities to recognize their situation and come to us for assistance with their conditions. To do this, the head of this institute, Ms. Cato, has instructed me to create a social media platform to better reach those outside of the city where we reside.

This project, alongside helping those who may be unaware of what is causing the strange and seemingly unexplainable problems in their lives, also provides a means of giving a voice to several individuals who have agreed to assist this objective. These volunteers have provided introductory statements linked below as a means of sharing some basic information regarding why they have ended up with us and what they wish to gain from assisting in this task. Each of them have agreed to answer questions, however relevant or irrelevant to this project, from any of you. That way, you can gain a better understanding of these individuals and their position, and perhaps you can encourage them to share information that we have yet to procure from them. The following list shall be updated as we receive more volunteers for the project.

Participating individuals:

Carna Garcia - She/Her - Avatar of the Flesh

Otta Pace - She/Her - Marked by the Desolation

Haniel - They/Them - "Avatar" of the Stranger

We hope that your participation in speaking with these individuals will help spread the word about this institute and provide both a means of receiving help for any of your own afflictions or a better understanding of what handling these entities is like through the experiences of our volunteers.

Signed,

Uddanta Seaver

Extra information regarding this blog:

This is an ask/art blog featuring many of my own characters, as well as cameos from a few of my friend's characters that will be tagged accordingly as they show up. It takes place in an alternative universe where The Change never really happened, but the world was still affected by it. This version of the Magnus Institute, as a result, is a bit different, with the blog following a separate division centered in the United States.

As of right now, I have only listened to a small portion of Magnus Archives and only know so much about the overall story and world, relying mainly on the bits and pieces that my friends have told me. Because of this, there is a possibility that several things may be inaccurate, and I apologize if that is the case. Do keep in mind, though, that this is an alternative universe, so many things may also be intentionally different or inaccurate.

[seveneyesoup]

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[intothedraft]

Chapter 5: The boat can talk!

Guess who got her second rejection email today, gang? At least I haven't woken up on a tiny boat in the middle of the ocean.

The sky was pinkish, the sea was blue, it was beautiful. Beautiful. But inside, it made Layane want to cry. She imagined being on a larger boat, with her parents, laughing, looking over the side of the boat, her mother mentioning how beautiful it looked, her father pretending to be sea-sick off the side of the boat, to make Clemant laugh.

Nice to see that twelve-year-old me finally realised that the protagonist would probably be quite upset if her parents died.

The writing is rough, but it's very sweet. Layane realises that she will never speak to her parents again. Never find out the truth about the feud. Sure, her parents sometimes annoyed her, but they were her favourite people. And now they're dead. And it's all her fault for not trusting the voices sooner.

Then Layane realises she will never speak to her parents again. Yes, she hated them sometimes, but she loved them. They are dead. It's her fault.

She continues to have these realisations for around two pages. I probably thought this would make readers feel sorry for her, but the repetition somehow has the opposite effect.

If only she could turn back time…

Once Layane has stopped realising all that, she realises two more things. One, she has no idea who the voice was. Two, she and her sister are on a tiny boat in the middle of the ocean.

Layane stood up in the boat and looked right around. Only water. No land, no nothing, no hope. But then she saw it. The tiniest speck in the distance.

Phew! That was resolved quickly!

For about five seconds, Layane is hopeful. Then:

It couldn’t happen, thought Layane. We’ll end up floating around for days in this boat and end up somewhere else where the men will find us and kill us… after all, her parents had said that to the men they could be anywhere in the world… and they’d found them. So they could find them wherever they ended up… But then, maybe… this Island… this tiny island…

I'm getting whiplash. When they get closer to the island, Layane realises (her favourite hobby) that the island is very small, and her hope vanishes again.

“Where are we going?” she heard herself yelling at the boat.

Nothing. “You stupid THING!” she yelled, standing up and kicking it. “Where are we GOING?” That’s me talking to a boat, she thought.

Seems reasonable given the circumstances.

“Wel…wel…wel…wel…welocome…welcome.” The boat was speaking. NO, said Layane to herself. The boat was picking up radio transmissions. Boats can’t talk. “This is…a…is…a… a….” “What?” “Welcome. This is a boat trip taking you to…” “WHERE?” yelled Layane. “Cannot confirm.” “Where? Tell me!” “Cannot confirm. Destination straight ahead. Straight ahead.”

Creepy.

I really want to know what all those other buttons on the boat do. The ones that were mentioned in chapter three, I mean. The boat has no steering wheel, just buttons. Are they all pre-programmed routes? Is it magical or just something very advanced that Layane's parents created? Who knows.

Now Layane is closer to the island, she sees a cave and two oak trees on it. The island is barely big enough to contain them. Layane thinks it's strange that there's oak trees on a desert island, and she's right, but that's hardly the strangest thing about the situation.

The strangest thing is that she has to wake Clemant up after repeatedly shouting right next to her.

Clemant looked dazed, then opened her eyes. “It’s true,” she said, her eyes watering. “I thought it was only a dream. But you were right. It is us against the rest of the world now, for real.”

I continue to have no idea how old Clemant is.

The boat reaches the island, and Layane and Clemant get out. They walk around the cave, then into the cave, and understandably start to freak out.

“We’re trapped!” [Layane] yelled. “You STUPID boat! Why did you take us here?” “Destination reached,” said the boat. “Callargrah!” “What?” said Layane. “What’s, ‘Callargrah‘?”

Then the walls start shaking, and Layane grabs Clemant and pulls her out of the cave. They cower outside, fearing it's going to collapse, but then the noise stops.

The cave no longer had a back, she wasn‘t seeing things. There was a marble staircase with pillars supporting it, going downwards. She walked up to it, seeing her reflection in the spotless clean walls and the stairs were marble and shiny, with a carpet leading down the centre of it. The steps were quite steep, even though the boat had started to glide down them easily, the steps turning into a slope as it glided over them. Clemant was still outside the cave. Layane turned around. “Come on, Clee,” she said. “It’s our only hope.” “What if the scary men are down there?” said Clemant. “They’re not,” said Layane. “Come, on, Clee…”

I'm still not used to reading a version of this where characters actually react to things. Also, the stairs turning into a ramp for the boat is pretty cool.

The hole in the cave wall starts to close, and Layane drags Clemant inside.

The boat stopped in front of them. Layane helped her sister to get in before getting in herself. The walls were engraved with all sorts of symbols and shapes, most of them meaning nothing to the sisters at all. There was a raindrop though, and a flame, and as they went on there was a sun, some sort of question mark and a leaf. The there were strange symbols, like writing, that neither of them had seen anything like before nor could understand. Layane slouched at the back of the boat, and Clemant joined her.

In the previous draft I don't think I clarified what the symbol for shadow on the wall was. In this I guess it's a question mark?

I do like that I've clearly put thought into the gaps in the previous draft and have worked to fill them.

They soon, having nothing else to do, fell asleep.

Unfortunately I still haven't worked out how to end a chapter without the characters falling asleep.

[rockintapper]

welocome to rh white boars

we haev

- yuri paurings

- yaoi pairings

- the extremely rare. uhh yaouri pairing /silly

- at least one watashime slug image

- at least one drawing for the ghosted au (I Love Angst!)

- dogys jj