#ill do it for Matthew and Diana

[emmalovesfitzloved]

Deeply inspired by the lovely @lueurichor wonderful Shadowhunter moodboards and am really wanting to start doing some for the All Souls series...

[littlemoriflower]

Mori Book Recommendations, by littlemoriflower

Hello, dear-friends!

It's been a while since I have done one of these "longer" posts. I have been very absent, not only from this blog, but from the internet at large. School has been killing me lately, and I let the tiredness get the best of me more often than not.

However, I'd like to state that I continue to love AND wear mori everyday. not that anyone was accusing me of not doing it lmao I've simply been lacking the motivation to make more posts, but I hope that that's about to change! I won't be posting every day, but I'll try to come by and be more active in the community where I found so much happiness and lovely people in!

On another note, I have noticed more people joining the community! ^^ That is so exciting!!! I welcome all of you to our humble corner of the internet, and I hope you find peace and happiness in mori kei, as much as we mori folk do! (✿◡‿◡)

Now, to the post!

The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Synopsis:

Mary Lennox, a spoiled, ill-tempered, and unhealthy child, comes to live with her reclusive uncle in Misselthwaite Manor on England’s Yorkshire moors after the death of her parents. There she meets a hearty housekeeper and her spirited brother, a dour gardener, a cheerful robin, and her wilful, hysterical, and sickly cousin, Master Colin, whose wails she hears echoing through the house at night.

With the help of the robin, Mary finds the door to a secret garden, neglected and hidden for years. When she decides to restore the garden in secret, the story becomes a charming journey into the places of the heart, where faith restores health, flowers refresh the spirit, and the magic of the garden, coming to life anew, brings health to Colin and happiness to Mary.

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Anne Of Green Gables, by L. M. Montgomery

Synopsis:

This heartwarming story has beckoned generations of readers into the special world of Green Gables, an old-fashioned farm outside a town called Avonlea. Anne Shirley, an eleven-year-old orphan, has arrived in this verdant corner of Prince Edward Island only to discover that the Cuthberts—elderly Matthew and his stern sister, Marilla—want to adopt a boy, not a feisty redheaded girl. But before they can send her back, Anne—who simply must have more scope for her imagination and a real home—wins them over completely. A much-loved classic that explores all the vulnerability, expectations, and dreams of a child growing up, Anne of Green Gables is also a wonderful portrait of a time, a place, a family… and, most of all, love.

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Howl's Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones

Synopsis:

Sophie has the great misfortune of being the eldest of three daughters, destined to fail miserably should she ever leave home to seek her fate. But when she unwittingly attracts the ire of the Witch of the Waste, Sophie finds herself under a horrid spell that transforms her into an old lady. Her only chance at breaking it lies in the ever-moving castle in the hills: the Wizard Howl's castle. To untangle the enchantment, Sophie must handle the heartless Howl, strike a bargain with a fire demon, and meet the Witch of the Waste head-on. Along the way, she discovers that there's far more to Howl—and herself—than first meets the eye.

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Inkheart, by Cornelia Funke

Synopsis:

One cruel night, Meggie's father reads aloud from a book called INKHEART-- and an evil ruler escapes the boundaries of fiction and lands in their living room. Suddenly, Meggie is smack in the middle of the kind of adventure she has only read about in books. Meggie must learn to harness the magic that has conjured this nightmare. For only she can change the course of the story that has changed her life forever.

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By Ash, Oak And Thorn, by Melissa Harrison

Synopsis:

Three tiny, ancient beings - Moss, Burnet and Cumulus, once revered as Guardians of the Wild World - wake from winter hibernation in their beloved ash tree home. When it is destroyed, they set off on an adventure to find more of their kind, a journey that takes them first into the deep countryside and then the heart of a city. Helped along the way by birds and animals, the trio search for a way to survive and thrive in a precious yet disappearing world...

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Alice In Wonderland, by Lewis Carrol

Synopsis:

When Alice sees a white rabbit take a watch out of its waistcoat pocket she decides to follow it, and a sequence of most unusual events is set in motion.

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[new-tella-us]

Alright. No art. Just positive rant. The entire point of my redesigns was me being slightly annoyed at the designs and story of Seduce Me and having way too much positive nostalgia to be normal about this game. I love-hate this game. However! The one thing I will never, never shit talk Seduce Me for is its characters. The main six love interests (Yes I am counting Diana as a main love interest. Thank Demon War for that) are all so well written! I genuinely love them. Even Sam, my least favorite character, isn’t boring. I don’t dislike him for being a bad character, I dislike him because the tsundere trope annoys me.

But this isn’t a rant about the characters as a whole. This is a rant about Damien. Let me rave for a second. Because as melodramatic as his backstory is, it got me hook, line and sinker. I am convinced that either Michaela had a period of being obsessed with Damien or some redheaded fuck boy named Damien pissed her off so much that she made him into a character just to make him suffer. This boy is tragic!

Like b r o, all the other boys’ backstories can be summed up with “The palace life is boring, my dad is kinda shitty and I got one other, reoccurring, minor inconvenience” and then there’s Damien being like- “My mom suffered as my dad’s harem girl until she couldn’t take it anymore and tried to murder me before killing herself. Also my dad is extra shitty to me. He tried to kill me a few times. Food? That’s a luxury. Energy? I’m used to not having it. A room? What is that? Please let me become human because mind reading kinda sucks, oh wait, I only got a 1 out of 6 shot for that ending. And I’m not even the canon ending!”

And another thing! Matthew’s main bad ending has traumatized me for multiple reasons but that line, “That’s what you get for making me go to the human world” after he kills Damien! Now, Matthew is a favorite of mine, but in that moment, I wanted to shake that little bitch until his soul evacuated his body! Like, I don’t care that he was being controlled, how d a r e he come firing shots at Damien when all he wanted was a good life away from his abusive ass dad!? Bro Damien may have been the illegitimate child but at that moment Matthew was the bastard.

Tragic…

On a different, lighter note, I do love the sort of contrast between him and Matthew, at least on the topic of “naivety”. Of the two, you expect the fun loving, goofball to be the naive, kind of innocent one. But that’s not the case. Matthew is optimistic, Damien is innocent. Matthew knows what he wants and while the world is a wonder to him, he goes about the world with this sort of maturity, knowing what he wants to see and when. Damien is more of the spacey type. There is this level of inexperience to how he grasps the world as if he can’t even believe that it can exist. Plus, as much as he has an idea of what he wants to see, sometimes he feels like he must ask permission. Like in the New Years Episode where if you go on Damien’s route, he asks “Can we do this every year?”.

In conclusion, I want to wrap Damien into a blanket burrito and tell him that everything is going to be okay. And then take him to therapy because this man probably has C-PTSD. As my friends would say, I am mentally ill for this demon equivalent of a sad, wet dog.

[leahblackk]

Exile

summary: Spencer’s been in a happy marriage until it wasn’t happy.

warnings; crying, mentions of divorce and Diana’s illnesses. (hopeful ending)

couple: spencer reid x fem!reader

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The pitiful regret feeling settled on his stomach, moving and sweeping everything at a slow, painful pace. Like a shot of pure alcohol on an empty hungry stomach.

To say that he was mad, was a verily short understatement of his feelings, hell yes he was mad. He saw how her beautiful hair shone below the light, how her eyes sparkled and how her smile grew wider, while he touched her arms, while he made her laugh. And of course, when we say he, it wasn't him. It wasn't Spencer who was making her laugh, it wasn't Spencer who touched and caressed her soft porcelain skin.

Ha! Spencer thought. I bet he doesn't know the places where she likes to be touched. Like that little spot on her waist, like the lower part of her back, her thighs, her knees. He was touching her arms, yeah, but she preferred other places. His profiler mind comes in hand. He reads her body language, something that pissed her off while they were still together.

She wasn't completely disgusted by the touch of him, but she preferred other places, Spencer knew she preferred. But no one was gonna know her like he did, no one was gonna touch her like he did.

And of course, no one's gonna hurt her like he did.

A few months ago Spencer was happily being held by her, smelling her scent, the scent of her skin and her citrus shampoo she used, her soft skin and her sharp nails playing with his hair while he hid away from the world like a small kid, a scared kid Spencer was in the inside, and she knew that, and there she was, comforting him.

But then, flashbacks came to his haunting and never-alone mind, full of voices telling him what to do, who he was.

To the fear, to the fear of hurting her, to the fear of being a burden to her. He never wanted to be a burden, not to anyone but specially not to her, not to the love of his life. She didn't deserve that, she deserved a man who had his shit together, not a man whose nightmares haunt his dreams everyday, not a man who was scared of life, not a man who hid away in her arms. She deserved a man who didn't have potential diseases that might make him forget her.

He never wanted to forget her. So he did what he knew best and pushed her away, over and over again. Until it was too much for her, and she defeatedly left. Spencer, whoever, took things further along, asking her for divorce.

Divorce.

He never wanted that, he never wanted of course. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but he couldn't bear the thought of one day being oblivion to the sun that shone through his dark clouds.

But he never wanted to be a burden, never told her why, he just said he didn't love her anymore, as a coward. He perfectly knew that if he ever told her the real reason why he was leaving, she would convince him, and although he secretly, deep down, wanted her to do so, he mostly wanted to protect her. So he decided to say those little words.

The pain and withdrawal of her body, her soft sad eyes, already filling up with tears, made him want to hold her and make her forget it all at once, but of course he couldn't, even if his skin burnt and he wanted to slap his own face for saying what he once swore.

She bit her tongue, wanting to ask if his heart now belonged to someone else and that's why he was right in front of her saying those hurtful words. But she didn't want to know the answer, so she stood there quietly.

Spencer walked away from her, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath of his perfume, one last time.

“Please don't leave me. Just, for tonight, pretend like you still love me,” she begged, but did not look back at him.

Luckily for Spencer she didn't look because he was already crying.

“I'm sorry i can't do that,” he answered and as he closed the door he heard her sobs. He stopped, and instinctively turned around to open the door, to go and comfort her, but of course, he couldn't, not anymore.

So kept walking, while he cried and sobbed.

And later on, the divorce papers arrived in her mail, she scoffed because he didn't have the courage enough to give them to her personally, but then when the bitterness faded away, the bluey feelings made their appearance as she cried.

So this was it? She just lost the love of her life, he just-he just simply stopped loving her, as simple as a leaf falling down to the ground. His love stopped, just simply stopped.

It just took him five minutes, fucking five minutes to pack them and leave her with their love out there in the hall. Holding on to it for dear life, asking any gods out there to please help her, to please make him love her again, but they didn't come to her aid.

She begged, on her knees and her palms pressed against the cold floor, to any gods out there to help her. While she sobbed and called out his name. To come back, and please be her homeland once more. Because she needed him, she needed him like plants need their sun, to be fed and alive. She needed Spencer to be alive. And when he left, she died inside too.

Spencer always asked her to not leave him, many people have left him in the past but what neither of them expected was for him to be the one walking out the door.

And now, while she was out there fake laughing with him, she could feel his staring hazel eyes, she could feel his eyes making second degree burns onto her skin, second, because the third degree one was the one he gave to her heart, when he confidently and without regrets said, “I dont love you anymore.”

He was funny, and kind, he loved animals, but he wasn't him. She couldn't concentrate on him when he was out there, looking at her like that.

He had no right to look at her like that, when he was the one who walked away.

His staring gaze only added salt to the very, very open wound.

She hated him, of course she did, but most importantly, she missed him.

He missed his soft humming while he cooked for her. He missed the sound of him waking up in the mornings to take a shower and get ready to go to work and how he softly chuckled at her bad performance f being asleep. She missed his soft hand caressing her thighs and that spot on her waist. He missed him, and entirely and wholeheartedly.

Her heart screamed, “Go for him.”

But her mind replayed the moment when he decided to break them apart, painfully and slowly, and this time, she decided to listen to her brain.

Spencer turned around, on his chair, not being able to look at them any longer, even though this was his fault and no one else's, for a little while, he decided to blame it on someone else.

Maybe the universe, maybe the stupid disease, maybe even to the doctors who never couldn’t find a cure to it.

He mostly blamed that 30% percent.

He knew there was a 30% of chance of getting his mothers disease, 30% of chances. He wasn't gonna risk that. Mostly knowing his mother had other potential passable diseases onto him. He wasn't gonna risk it, so he decided to risk what he loved the most.

God, was he stupid?

Was he doing something wrong?

He felt like he was.

And maybe he was, but he didn't want her to deal with him.

Y/n walked away from the guy, to sit next to a very drunk JJ. Spencer, a few feet away from her, drinking what she thought was soda, cause he never really drinks.

She was regretting being there at all. But after Penelope basically dragged her away from her house, one she once shared with Spencer, she didn't have any other choice, and she was surprised to see him there as well.

Maybe not.

She hoped he was suffering as much, or even a little bit more of what she was. But of course he wasn't, 'cause he didnt love her anymore, so why would he suffer?

Perhaps he got tired of her, perhaps she did something wrong, maybe he fell for someone else who was more beautiful than she was.

Maybe it was all of it together.

Y/n thought he was gonna ask her, nig her about why she didn't sign the divorce papers. It's been three weeks, almost four, since she received them. And she couldn't bring herself to do it, because once she did, she wasn't gonna be his wife, he wasn't legally gonna be hers either, and she wasn’t ready for that outcome.

JJ looked at her friend, who was staring at Spencer, and she smiled sadly.

“He is an idiot, you know?” JJ said.

“Mmm?” Y/n moved her head to JJ’s direction, being a little too far distracted with Spencer.

“Spencer, he is an idiot,” the blonde girl repeated.

The girl sighed, “Yeah I guess he is.”

“He's just-he's scared , you know? I kind of understand him in some ways. If i had the possibility of having some disease that would make me forget Will, I-I wouldve done the same as him, but he’s just stupid cause you’d never leave him and you don’t care about that stuff, right?”

Y/n frowned, “What are you talking about JJ?”

JJ frowned as well, “The reason why he left? Because he was scared he'd have Alzheimer’s like his mother?”

No, of course she didn't know that. And now JJ was out there telling her that, what? What should she do? What can she do?

She felt like the weight on her heart eased a bit, because that could mean he still loved her, he was just an idiot.

She knew Spencer, and she knew that would be something he'd do, but at the same time she felt anger, anger because he didn't tell her, he didn't give her a choice more than just “I don't love you anymore.”

Some words that wrecked her heart open, that made her out of breath and not in a good way, but in the cruelest, meanest and hurtful way.

She looked at Spencer, who was already looking at her.

Spencer noticed a shift in her behavior, in her body, something has clearly upset her, he knew that not with being a profiler but being her husband, or well, he was once.

Tears appeared on her eyes as Spencer looked at her, he wanted so badly to take those salty drops out of her eyes, but he couldn't.

She stood up, and started walking in his direction. Spencer's heart stopped, she looked beautiful. Her beautiful hair he long to touch once more, her eyes, didn’t sparkle anymore but their beauty remained whatsoever.

She made it in front of him, “You're such an asshole,” she breathed out.

Spencer frowned, “Excuse me?”

“Yeah. How couldn't you tell me the real reason why you left me? Leaving me and telling me you didn't love me anymore. Whether I stayed or not wasn't your decision to make. It was mine, you had no right. And hide behind a pity excuse, that by the way, broke me,” she let out, “You are being such an asshole Reid. You are being mean.”

Reid. Reid. Reid.

She sobbed, and looked away.

He looked at JJ, who looked at them with regret and he understood where she got that from, he sighed.

“Bunny please let me explain…”

“Bunny,” she scoffed, “ You know what Spencer? I can't do this right now. I really prayed for that explanation, but right now, I don't wanna hear you.

Prayed…

She doesn't believe in god…

And as soon as her words were out, she walked away. Walking as far as she could from him, getting out of the bar they were. Spencer sighed, once more, and looked at JJ. Who was very drunk.

“Sorry!” she apologized

He shook his head, “Just make sure you get home safe,” he said looking at other team members to take care of her, and then he walked away.

Following the love of his life, something he should've done earlier, something he knew he should've, but couldn't. He was an asshole, he deserved the words that slip out of her precious lips, but he was gonna fix it. He was gonna make everything better.

He saw her, called her name like he has done it several times before, but this time it felt different.

He reached for her arm, touching her now cold skin due the wild wind. He felt at home, once he touched her.

“Let me explain, please just…,” he said, “I am, indeed, an asshole. I know I am, and I know I had no right to make such a decision but you have to understand me. There is a thirty percent chance I will get my mothers illness, making me forget you. You'll have to live with… with this man who won't be able-won't be capable of remembering who you are, and I don't want that. I don't ever, ever want to be a burden to you,” he let out.

“I was willing to, Spencer. I didn't care about that as long as I got to be with you, but you…” he interrupted her.

“I'm not finished,” he spoke, “I know you were, that's what i said i didnt love you anymore because then you wouldn't have to fight for me and it was stupid. I know it was, it was dumb and I regret now,” she opened her mouth to speak, “Still my turn,” he said, “But now, i decide- I want to be selfish. I-I cant live without you, Y/n. I can't wrap my head around being without you, I can't just… I can't,” he whimpered, “I know I hurt you, when I wanted to protect you but please… I am begging you, to please, accept me, to love me as your husband once again cause you're my sun and I can't live without you.”

She was speechless, she didn't know what to think, and Spencer was a whimpery mess in front of her. As she didn't speak, he spoke again, “Please, just please. I am terribly sorry and I promise I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you but please let me make it up to you, I don't care if it takes years, as long as I get to be legally yours, I want it. Please, just, please.”

The girl was now crying, but wouldn't speak. Spencer looked at her face, at her body, and he understood, he finally understood.

He cupped her face, pressing their forehead together as they sobbed, whimpered and cried, “I love you. I never stopped loving you, never have, never will.”

“I love you. And I don't care, if you forget me, I promise I'll spend the rest of our lives reminding you,” she finally spoke, with a broken sob.

Spencer wrapped her in a hug, a hug he was longing for. He moved her side to side, rubbing her back and telling her he loved her, cause he realized, his words made a profound burnt in her heart, but he will spend the rest of his life amending it for her.

Forever.

[walkswithmyfather]

“Why Jesus Christ is the God of our painful Gethsemane” By Diana's Diaries:

“May I be willing, Lord, to bear Daily my cross for Thee; Even Thy cup of grief to share, Thou hast borne all for me. Lest I forget Gethsemane, Lead me to Calvary”

“This wonderful hymn penned down by Jennie E. Hussey has been my childhood favorite song. I am someone who tends to forget the Gethsemane that my Christ endured because I get caught up in my own heartaches.

Gethsemane literally means “the garden of oil press”, it was a place that was located on the Mount of Olives. Jesus often visited this place to PRAY with His disciples.

In olden times, the olive trees were beaten to have the olives fall to the ground. Then they were crushed in a stone basin until all the liquids came out and it became a red paste.

Our Christ was beaten and crushed by His own creation. The weight of our sins wore Him down, and He was crushed for our transgressions.

“But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him, And by His scourging we are healed.” —Isaiah 53:5 (NASB)

“At the place called Gethsemane, Jesus wept and prayed ‘ O My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from ME; Nevertheless, not as I will, but as you will.” —Matthew 26:39.

Let us remember that there was no conflict between the Persons of the Godhead, it is a revelation of Christ in His humanity.

My hands tremble as I write these words because I know I was the reason He was crushed and broken. Jesus foresaw how he was going to be crushed like the olives for the sake of his beloved creation.

“When he had finished praying, Jesus left with his disciples and crossed the Kidron Valley. On the other side there was a garden, and he and his disciples went into it. Now Judas, who betrayed him, knew the place, because Jesus had often met there with his disciples.” —John 18:1-2 (NIV)

Even his disciple, Judas knew the exact place where Jesus would be found.

—-Do we have a place of prayer where even the Devil fears to come nigh?

—-Have we strengthened and covered ourselves in prayer at the time of our trials and deep sorrows?

We have our painful gethsemanes in this world, the times when we feel crushed in our spirits by our very own, by the trials and wounds that never seem to go away.

Our gethsemanes are where we find zero strength to even pray because our heart is groaning deep, but Praise God, He prays for us.

It could be the temptation or an illness we go through as an individual, the brutal behavior of a family member, the betrayal of a friend, the emptiness and loneliness we experience in this world. The lack of empathy from those we thought were our near ones is so painful. Let me remind you, dear friend, Jesus who walked before you in HIS GETHSAMANE knows all about your gethsemanes.

Can you picture Christ wiping your tears in your season today? He is right there with you and I today.

Jesus Christ is the God over our gethsemanes because He experienced it Himself first. He is not the God who sat on the Heavenly throne and expected us to suffer on this Earth alone.”

[There is much more to this Web Article, including prayers. Please read the rest here.] Amen! 🙏🕊️🙌

[irhinoceri]

Still watching A Discovery of Witches. The main relationship becomes more tolerable as they move into season 2, though I still root for them to break up every time there’s trouble in paradise. The main female lead has developed something like a personality, or at least she finally makes choices and does things that impact the plot rather than just being swept along and reacting to other characters’ desire or antagonism. The male lead is still boring to me. He broods. He withholds. He is over protective and controlling. Blah blah. I don’t care.

I live for the episodes where Edward Bluemel’s character shows up and I dearly miss the main female antagonist (scary Scandinavian Witch I want you back!)

However one thing that really drove me crazy in season one persists: the supernatural world consists of witches, vampires, and demons. But there is nothing demonic about the demons. They look like regular humans and I have yet to see a single one do or say anything that sets them apart from humanity. There is mention of demons being born to humans, so clearly they are not what you would traditionally consider a demon.

What makes them demons!? I can only assume this is addressed in the book but I’m not reading the book, am I? It’s just so distracting. There is some lip service given in season one about how the decline of supernatural creatures is seen in vampires unable to sire new spawn and witches being generally weaker at magic… and demons are more prone to mental illness and many are homeless. And that has just not felt right. It smacks of the authors saying when you see a homeless man muttering to himself on the street he’s actually a ~*~*~*demon~*~*~*~*~ uwu and nothing deeper than the author showing a remarkable lack of tact.

Anyway. I’m writing this as Diana once against affirms her unending love for Matthew after he does something unhinged and shitty. Girl, you are the most super special powerful witch to ever live, you can do better.

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Farrah Franklin

Farrell Franklin was the one member of Destiny’s Child. That was just a overnight sensation. Let’s say., so after LaTavia and Latoya of DC got booted out by Matthew and the rest, for not being let’s say professional even though that it’s not, it was Beyoncé and Kelly versus them too. They were going out with two members of a boy group and they were standing up for themselves at the time and even Latoya auntie or grandmother I can’t remember was there mental on the road, these girls have known each other since girlhood, and it been such a long time, but it became a big joke Destiny’s Child after all because of the constant change of lineup, back in the day when it was 4 members, It was only really Beyoncé then Kelly that sang lead on their 2W album Destiny’s Child and the writings on the wall, they had many classics back from” say my name”, jumping jumping”” bills, bills bills”, bugaboo”,” no no no part one and two”.

This was really that day, but many years later when it became a free piece, they managed to redeem themselves, it was still though however, like I said in the previous post with the Supremes and Diana Ross and Florence ballad, Beyoncé was obviously treated differently because she was Matthew’s daughter, and originally they wanted Solange to be in destiny to the other daughter, she was more wanting to pursue a solo career she would however sometimes due backing for dancing, so Latoya and LaTavia left the group for their mutual differences to Beyoncé and Kelly and their loathing of Matthew.

They recruited new members Michelle Williams a gospel singer , and Farah Franklin who let’s face it we’re not really sure where she came from. Matthew worked in the record industry for many years and he left his job in quite a good place to pursue the career of being their manager and getting them gigs and he saw how differently black artist were treated to the white ones , he was all brought up in a time where his mother didn’t want him to get with a black woman , so he got with Tina who is creol but very light skinned , so it was a long-standing rumour that the other girls tanned and they made Beyoncé wear some factor of a very high degree so she always was the lightest in the group which I totally believe knowing Matthew’s background , one person who would always talk about destiny child health they were treated differently and would even say it to Beyoncé over the phone was , she would even call the group and Beyoncé, Beyoncé and the girls the girls. So when Matthew wasn’t professional or laugh and being there for a good career and wasn’t doing the right things., she hit back and said that this wasn’t true. Why would she do that? If she was the best group of all time? She said they wasn’t true?, Somebody’s not allowed to be a group. I don’t know where that comes from because Latvia talks about this when she was really ill and she wasn’t even allowed to stay in the hospital., and known to be in his circle as the Joe Jackson of destiny child the way he treated them the way he expected professionalism all the time and he instilled that which I guess his work because Beyoncé even stands a test of time now although she stepped away from her father and because he was not being doing the right thing and they all got rid of him as her manager in the end it was just Beyoncé who did it last cause he was her father and then he got one of Solange’s friends pregnant he lost his mind a bit but with drugs and.

So when Farah went on the Wendy Williams experience, she said how this was all rubbish of why she got sacked and how Matthew actually tried it on with her and asked to meet her in her hotel room. She really believes that he fancied her and wanted to have sex with her, which I can totally believe, he was with these girls. It just makes so much sense to me and she talks. Also when he goes to Farah how come they are you up because you’re so much prettier than Beyoncé and let’s face it she’s got beautiful green eyes and lovely black hair, ugly you are they gave you red hair and made you not wear the best clothes like Beyoncé what they were trying to do make her look like and make Michelle look like Latoya, was really silly really, there’s clips online of not being very nice to Farah maybe jealousy I don’t, but she’s told to go to the airport and they’re like we can send your luggage on and she’s not what I meant today if you send my luggage on Beyoncé was annoyed by her a lot, he saw it in interviews all the time how she would pull faces when every time Farrow would talk, and then when she left, she said that we can all sing lead now because we all can sing lead, the power definitely went ahead because she was told that she was the one, I will always love Tina‘s creations, but she definitely made Farah look worse, and outfits.

[adowbaldwin]

Requests:

Anything not listed, request it anyway. Ill either have seen it or will do extensive research to know and write about it

Requests are always open, especially for

TV Shows

ADOW:

Baldwin, Domenico, The twins (as children causing chaos or as adults causing chaos), Satu, Miriam, Baldwin, Marcus, Phoebe, Matthew, Diana, Fernando, Gallowglass, Baldwin,

And any character from ADOW really. And Baldwin

Marvel:

Magento's tits, Magneto, Magneto x Xavier, Magneto x Rogue

Specifically Xmen97 the Master of Magentism

Shadowhunters:

Magnus/Alec, Izzy/Simon, Luke/Jocelyn, WillxTessaxJem, ducks

Supernatural:

Crowley

S.A.S Rogue Heroes:

Every mans tits, Eve

Mr Selfridge

Bridgerton/Queen Charlotte:

Every character and especially Micheal im not a gentle pony Stirling

Downton Abbey

Titans

Films:

Red, White and Royal Blue

Moana - But its only HeiHei

[veronicaleighauthor]

Anne and Diana

The Urban Diction describes the term kindred spirits as: two people that make a special connection by sharing a bond that has joined them by the means of an experience that has drawn them together on a higher level of consciousness. We often spend our lives searching for that special someone who understands us and whose devotion will stand the test of time. Prior to her life in Avonlea and at Green Gables, spunky red-headed Anne Shirley longed for a kindred spirit/bosom friend. For years she made do with “mirror friends” and her own imagination to cope with her unhappy situations. Then when she was sent to Avonlea, and she was adopted by the Cuthbert siblings, she found her first kindred spirit in Matthew. The second kindred spirit she found was Diana Barry.

            A girl near her own age, of more traditional inclinations, Anne was ecstatic to meet Diana. Anne had to work hard to earn some of the Avonlea locals’ trust. After criticizing her hair and freckles, local gossip Rachel Lynde encounters the girl’s fiery temper and Anne must offer up a theatrical apology. At one point, Marilla suspects Anne of stealing and losing her special brooch. When he teases her and calls her carrots, Gilbert Blythe more or less had to have sense knocked into him via a school slate. However, from their initial meeting, Diana offered Anne friendship and showed her kindness others had not shown her before.

            For the first time, Anne is allowed to be a kid and she blossoms. For the first time, Diana embraces her own imagination and creativity. Together they grow into young ladies, they attend parties and dances, and have girlish adventures. They indulge in romantic fantasies, write stories, read poetry and novels. It is all very idyllic, but not without a few woes. As with every friendship, it is tested.

One day when Marilla is away, Anne invites Diana over for an afternoon, and mimicking the ladies of Avonlea she serves her friend cake and cherry cordial. Or so she believes. In reality, the cherry cordial is a bottle of Marilla’s currant wine. Diana is soon intoxicated and when Mrs. Barry discovers this latest scrape, she forbids Anne from seeing her bosom friend/kindred spirit. The girls meet in secret, for a last farewell, and pledge their love to one another. When Minnie May Barry falls dangerously ill with croup, Diana comes to Green Gables for help. Matthew goes for the doctor, but knowing it is hazardous to wait too long, Anne takes matters in her own hands. Armed with ipecac, Anne and Diana go to the Barry’s and Anne works tirelessly at nursing Minnie May back to health. Anne is redeemed in Mrs. Barry’s eyes and with her blessing, she and Diana resumed their friendship once more.

Anne and Diana’s friendship continued into their adult years; however, for a while they took different paths. Anne chose to advance her education and she had a teaching career, writing and publishing occasionally. Diana doesn’t attend college and decides to accept a proposal from Fred Wright, to settle down and have a family. After chasing her for years, Gilbert Blythe wins Anne Shirley’s romantic heart and they marry and have a family of their own.

Their love and devotion enduring, eventually Anne and Diana had daughters…daughters which they name after each other. If that is not proof that they were kindred spirits, I don’t know what is. It offers hope to the rest of us that someday we will each find a kindred spirit of our own.

[libraryfag]

girl help I'm all of a sudden plauged with two ginormous brainworms of deltarune aus with completely different fictional universes that both majorly fuck around with alternate universes in the actual plot and i literally cant think about anything else

[hecksinki]

[livi-4799]

Finished Season 3 of A discovery of Witches a few days ago and here are my thoughts: (Warning: spoilers to an extent)

I loved it! I do wish it was longer but I know because of COVID-19 it had to be cut shorter, but for what we got with the episodes we have I was happy and grateful. I’m really sad it has ended and say goodbye.

What I liked:

The birth of the twins (it was honestly so much better than the book (sorry) , the music, the acting, Teresa was amazing in the scene. I do wish Yseabeau and Marthe was there though)

(A lot of people might disagree with me about this but) Satu working with Benjamin instead of Knox. I felt like there was a parallel with her working with Benjamin. With Diana and Matthew (the good Weaver witch and vampire with Blood rage) attempting to end the covenant, save the creatures and bring the creatures to a new age out of the long lived fear and darkness that plagued them all and affected them with siring (vampire), magic (witches) and mental illnesses (daemons) issues and that we are all from the same tree but different branches vs Satu and Benjamin (the evil version of the two)

Sarah killing Knox instead of Diana (It felt right for her to do so, he had taken her sister and brother in law, almost killed her niece and killed her wife. It felt poetic for her to destroy him after he underestimated her as a mere “kitchen witch” and “pest”)

Toby Regbo as Jack! I loved him! 🥰❤️🥰❤️🥰 At first glance I wasn’t sure about Toby playing this tormented damaged baby but after seeing him in just one episode 🥺🥺 He’s such a baby bean, must be protected at all costs

I loved Toby’s portrayal of blood rage. You could see a difference between him (Jack’s) and Matthew’s blood rage (seen in season 2) with Jack’s it is triggered by anything and he tries to fight for control, to retain his humanity before the rage fuels him and makes him feral, it’s a constant mental battle between the blood rage monster he “supposedly” is (according to Baldwin and Gerbert) vs the person he wants to be whereas Matthew’s appears more rage instigated and feral like a angered wolf ready to attack its prey

Diana calling Jack her son after Baldwin attacks him and tells him to let him go ❤️❤️❤️

With Jack’s attack on Baldwin before the previous point after he bad mouths him, loved that. It definitely showed the difference in blood rage’s triggers with Jack compared to Matthew

Going back to Jack again, I LOVED the reunion! I honestly prefer it better than the book. Even the scene before that when Benjamin comes looking for Jack by asking Hubbard where is he and to let him know when he shows up was great. (It was like “right, time to return what’s not mine. Hey Jack, get in the car you’re going home.”)

Father Hubbard fighting back against Knox, I watched that scene over and over again

Marcus’ flock in New Orleans (LOVED them!!! Ransome, Geraldine, there was amazing from the moment they appeared onscreen. I loved them giving shit to Matthew after the damage he did to them, calling him out and making him realise he needs to own up to what he did and they will not let him off that easy)

Marcus calling Matthew out on his hypocrisy (I wish there was more of it!!) ���🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Matthew being the one to say the names of all of Marcus’ children he killed then Ransome tells him to say them all and if he misses one he will kill him instead of Ransome telling him to name them all in order to gain him and the others as part of the scion. It really showed that Matthew finally coming to terms with what he has done to Marcus’ children

Marcus and Phoebe! They were so cute, not enough scenes 🥰

The christening and the set up before it was beautiful.

Gebert’s face when Baldwin tells him that he is stepping down as the de clairmont representative and Diana says she’s the new rep! I pissed myself at his reaction

Agatha! Badass daemon queen Agatha! I loved her this season, her bravery to stand up against Knox in episode 1 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 I’m so happy for her

Loved Gallowgalss in this season. I felt so bad for him in the end, no one deserves to feel like that

Dominico’s character development! I honestly hated that gutless kiss ass weasel in the first season and second but in the 3rd, he has my respect. I loved when he realised the damage Gerbert’s leadership would do to the creatures and defies him by telling Baldwin the truth (The killings, everything that was supposedly Matthew’s “fault” was in fact Gerbert’s doing as he was working with Benjamin all these years)

Chris and Miriam scenes! They were so CUTE!!!! 🥰🥰🥰 I kinda wish they would end up together

Fernando 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 I love him! He was such a wonderful character, I loved his interaction with Sarah about mourning their lost one and telling her that he wasn’t allowed to mourn Hugh and not acknowledged as his Mate

Jack, Chris, the twins, Sarah, Miriam becoming Knights of Lazurus

What I wished was in the final season/ what I would add if I could change some things about the season:

(Please note: I’m making a suggestion of what I would add. Trigger Warning: Mention of assault)

Phillipe and Emily’s ghosts talking to each other just as Emily’s funeral ends (episode 1, watching Diana and Sarah leave)

Phillipe and Diana’s conversation in the end

The horrors of Benjamin’s torture on the witches (to an extent, more if Satu and Knox was with him, both “ripping” witches open with magic to see how he could conceive a witch-vampire child like Diana and Matthew, like how that witch tried to see inside Diana’s mind in season 2) and Jack’s

Mention of Jack’s daughter being killed in front of him by Benjamin and his sons while he is forced to watch (to show the mental trauma they inflicted on him)

More Yseabeau scenes! I would’ve liked to have her being held prisoner at Gerbert’s as leverage to cooperate to the congregation as she was in the book and her causing mayhem whilst there

Janet Gowdie making an appearance of some sorts or having her a member of the congregation or a retired member of the congregation coming to offer Diana aid when searching for the final page of the Book of Life

Satu and Diana having a witch fight in Poland (I’m thinking something like Scarlet Witch vs Thanos in Avengers endgame, to an extent) (Satu, angry that Diana has become the Book of Life and taken its power, and that Diana is the witch of the prophecy threatens to go to the Congregation and threatens her children, and Diana, glowing with the goddess’s power, her own and the knots attacks Satu, destroying walls and rooms like the fight with Matthew and Benjamin with magic then she spellbinds her and ends with something similar to the line in the 3rd book “come after my children again and I’ll throw you down that well and leave you there.”

Jack calling Matthew and Diana Dad and Mum (spewing that never happened especially in the final scene between Jack and Matthew in the final episode)

Jack and Marcus have a one on one conversation about Jack being allowed to live after what he did and Marcus’ children not and how Marcus is upset about Matthew’s decision to let his brother live and how he hates Jack for that. They would also talk about how Matthew treats Jack with more love and tenderness than he does with Marcus (how Marcus is treated like Baldwin (with Phillipe seeing Baldwin as his pride and Matthew his (Phillipe’s) joy), like Matthew’s pride and Jack is the joy) and the two finding some ground to walk together on. (I want these two to be goofy brothers)

The wall drawing/ blood rage scene with Jack!!!!! (I would’ve loved this scene to have been in the show! It was my favourite scene in the book! If I could imagine how the scene would go it would be like this: Jack is drawing in his notebook of a victim’s face, etching the details of a jaw and then all of a sudden he gets lost in his head and he sees everything, all the victims’ faces swarm him, their screams deafen the sounds of the outside world, the page of the book not enough to get them out of his head, his life as a human comes, the man with the breaches, life on the streets, his life as a vampire, the blood rage, Benjamin’s torment, his daughter’s death, all being etched in the walls, the pencils becoming stubbles, then disappearing one by one, his eyes black, skin pasty white, heart thundering in his chest all while he is humming and singing: “all the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put poor Jack back together again.” (Nod to the book scene)

Jack being mentioned to have designed the new family crest or giving Diana the emblem (the one scene in the final scene is the crest Jack designs)

More Corra!

Diana’s parents appearing as ghosts, possibly lending her their powers as she deals with Benjamin

The fight scene with Matthew and Benjamin to be longer and more intense

Note: I would recommend going to @minim236 to see more about the Marcus and Jack and Baldwin and Matthew comparison and Matthew’s hypocrisy

[wardenparker]

A Discovery of Witches!!

I read the first book a couple years ago and never got to book two or beyond. Have you read the books, or watched the show? What do you love most about Diana?

Okay. Buckle up, kids. This is going to be a long one.

I picked up A Discovery of Witches in a bookstore near my place on a whim many years ago - maybe a year or so after it first came out. I devoured it. Read it twice through like it was nothing. And then waited with baited breath for Shadow of Night to come out. It continued to happen that way: with each new book I would completely absorb it and wait on the edge of my seat for the next. Back then I had no concept of how to be a part of a fandom, and I just watched for every article and press release I could. There was talk about a movie being made. Every time a new book came up it would be teased that it would be Matthew's story. As the world and the story grew, I sank further and further into loving it.

News of the movie deal turning into a tv show was the most exciting thing I had ever heard. A SHOW of my favourite books was too good to be true. Little by little, the casting news came through and my dream casts for Aunt Sarah and Phillipe came true! The tiniest photo or story from set was like a drug for me.

When Time's Convert (book 4) was announced a few years ago, I found the nearest stop on the book tour (the very first stop!) and bought myself a ticket. Deborah Harkness has the most amazing, welcoming, kindest energy of almost anyone I've ever met. Talking about her writing process and the show, reading an excerpt aloud, and answering our questions was the best hour and a half I could have asked for.

When they opened up the floor for questions, everyone got quiet and nervous so I said *fuck it* and got up. I asked her about her process of getting to know her characters and if they tell their own stories that she might sometimes just feel like a scribe for. In her answer she talked about having full conversations with Matthew and Gallowglass and Diana - Aunt Sarah and Marcus always being opinionated about their stories. She talked about loving Anne Rice, fan art, and especially fanfic. I repeat, DEB LOVES FANFIC.

When I went up to get my book signed (I ended up near the very end of the line), she called me "my brave one" and gave me a giant hug for being the first person to ask a question - chatted with me and had her assistant take a bunch of pictures of us on my phone for me. We talked about our chronic illnesses and I told her how ADOW was my hospital book when I was constantly in and out of the ER after my diagnosis. She encouraged me to work through my writer's block, giggled at the fact that I had named my father/son characters Matthew and Marcus, and hugged me tight again before I left.

This series is so much more for me that just a fun world to romp around in. It is where I go for comfort. For love. Diana's strength has gotten me through so many of my own hard times. Her determination in the face of her crazy world has given me so much hope and drive of my own.

I'm honestly surprised I don't write for it. Maybe I'll have to change that.

[sweetbuckybarnes]

What would you do for love?

Pairings: Gilbert Blythe + Anne Shirley

Summary: Slight Gilbert's POV, from when he realised that he was in love with Anne Shirley. Until his second proposal.

It was a few years after Anne had smashed her slate over his head, is when he realised that at the exact moment that he had fallen completely head-over-heels in love with one Anne Shirley.

Gilbert knew that, given the opportunity, he would do absolutely for Anne. He would move heaven and earth to make her happy, he would move mountains to see her smile. Nobody knows what Anne went through in the orphanage, not even Diana! He would trade his life for Matthew's just so she could have more years with her adoptive father.

After winning her hand in friendship, then losing her for 2 years- Gilbert was heartbroken. He had to watch with the shattered remains of his heart, as Anne wandered around the campus of Redmond college - with her arm linked with stupid Royal Gardiner, who took his Anne on expensive trips to restaurants and classy parties.

Then, after his month-long battle with typhoid - his loving mother told him that he had been calling out for Anne, Gilbert knew he would never ‘get over her’, Anne was firmly embedded in his heart - he would rather die as a bachelor, forever pining for Anne Shirley. He would rather do this than marry out of obligation.

A letter from Phil Blake, asked him to try again. That gave him the confidence to ask Anne again. Phil believed that Anne loved him. Surprisingly, Gilbert got over his bout of typhoid fairly quickly after that.

When Gilbert came the next afternoon he found Anne waiting for him, fresh as the dawn and fair as a star, after all the gaiety of the preceding night. She wore a green dress -- not the one she had worn to the wedding, but an old one which Gilbert had told her at a Redmond reception he liked especially. It was just the shade of green that brought out the rich tints of her hair, and the starry gray of her eyes and the iris-like delicacy of her skin. Gilbert, glancing at her sideways as they walked along a shadowy woodpath, thought she had never looked so lovely. Anne, glancing sideways at Gilbert, now and then, thought how much older he looked since his illness. It was as if he had put boyhood behind him forever.

The day was beautiful and the way was beautiful. Anne was almost sorry when they reached Hester Gray's garden, and sat down on the old bench. But it was beautiful there, too -- as beautiful as it had been on the faraway day of the Golden Picnic, when Diana and Jane and Priscilla and she had found it. Then it had been lovely with narcissus and violets; now golden rod had kindled its fairy torches in the corners and asters dotted it bluely. The call of the brook came up through the woods from the valley of birches with all its old allurement; the mellow air was full of the purr of the sea; beyond were fields rimmed by fences bleached silvery gray in the suns of many summers, and long hills scarfed with the shadows of autumnal clouds; with the blowing of the west wind old dreams returned.

"I think," said Anne softly, "that `the land where dreams come true' is in the blue haze yonder, over that little valley."

"Have you any unfulfilled dreams, Anne?" asked Gilbert.

Something in his tone -- something she had not heard since that miserable evening in the orchard at Patty's Place -- made Anne's heart beat wildly. But she made answer lightly.

"Of course. Everybody has. It wouldn't do for us to have all our dreams fulfilled. We would be as good as dead if we had nothing left to dream about. What a delicious aroma that low-descending sun is extracting from the asters and ferns. I wish we could see perfumes as well as smell them. I'm sure they would be very beautiful."

Gilbert was not to be thus sidetracked.

"I have a dream," he said slowly. "I persist in dreaming it, although it has often seemed to me that it could never come true. I dream of a home with a hearth-fire in it, a cat and dog, the footsteps of friends -- and YOU!"

Anne wanted to speak but she could find no words. Happiness was breaking over her like a wave. It almost frightened her.

"I asked you a question over two years ago, Anne. If I ask it again today will you give me a different answer?"

Still Anne could not speak. But she lifted her eyes, shining with all the love-rapture of countless generations, and looked into his for a moment. He wanted no other answer.

They lingered in the old garden until twilight, sweet as dusk in Eden must have been, crept over it. There was so much to talk over and recall -- things said and done and heard and thought and felt and misunderstood.

"I thought you loved Christine Stuart," Anne told him, as reproachfully as if she had not given him every reason to suppose that she loved Roy Gardner.

Gilbert laughed boyishly.

"Christine was engaged to somebody in her home town. I knew it and she knew I knew it. When her brother graduated he told me his sister was coming to Kingsport the next winter to take music, and asked me if I would look after her a bit, as she knew no one and would be very lonely. So I did. And then I liked Christine for her own sake. She is one of the nicest girls I've ever known. I knew college gossip credited us with being in love with each other. I didn't care. Nothing mattered much to me for a time there, after you told me you could never love me, Anne. There was nobody else -- there never could be anybody else for me but you. I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school."

"I don't see how you could keep on loving me when I was such a little fool," said Anne.

"Well, I tried to stop," said Gilbert frankly, "not because I thought you what you call yourself, but because I felt sure there was no chance for me after Gardner came on the scene. But I couldn't -- and I can't tell you, either, what it's meant to me these two years to believe you were going to marry him, and be told every week by some busybody that your engagement was on the point of being announced. I believed it until one blessed day when I was sitting up after the fever. I got a letter from Phil Gordon -- Phil Blake, rather -- in which she told me there was really nothing between you and Roy, and advised me to `try again.' Well, the doctor was amazed at my rapid recovery after that."

Anne laughed -- then shivered.

"I can never forget the night I thought you were dying, Gilbert. Oh, I knew -- I KNEW then -- and I thought it was too late."

"But it wasn't, sweetheart. Oh, Anne, this makes up for everything, doesn't it? Let's resolve to keep this day sacred to perfect beauty all our lives for the gift it has given us."

"It's the birthday of our happiness," said Anne softly. "I've always loved this old garden of Hester Gray's, and now it will be dearer than ever."

"But I'll have to ask you to wait a long time, Anne," said Gilbert sadly. "It will be three years before I'll finish my medical course. And even then there will be no diamond sunbursts and marble halls."

Anne laughed.

"I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. You see I'm quite as shameless as Phil about it. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more `scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other -- and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now."

Gilbert smiled brightly at Anne, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a soft bag. “Anne, I have been in love with you since was 13. They say that a fellow can love a million women, but it's a man who can love one woman a million ways. That is exactly how I feel about you. There is no one else that I would to be with for the rest of my life," Gilbert tells her, as he gets down on to one knee - how he probably should have done it the first time around... Gilbert was still a little rusty with wandering around, so when he got down on one knee, he wobbled - which Anne helped him balance out. There were tears in her eyes and a massive smile on her face. " 3 years from now, will you marry me, my sweet Anne-girl?”

Anne also smiled brightly, taking Gilbert's hand that wasn't holding the soft bag. "Yes," she tells him.

The bright smile on Gilbert's, widened even more. Gilbert got up off his knee (with a little bit of help from Anne), he opened the bag and tipped it into his palm. "I know it's not much," Gilbert tells her, the ring now hanging between his thumb and forefinger. "But, once I'm a doctor and we have a decent amount of money, I'll get you one that is better,"

Anne shakes her head, "I don't want any other ring. It's perfect, Gil," Anne answers, shuffling closer to Gilbert - now her fiancé. She held her hand out to him, to which he put her engagement ring on. "Gil, it's beautiful."

Gilbert smiled at his Anne. His Anne-girl, his best friend, the love of his life, his fiancée, the future Mrs. Doctor Blythe, the future mother of his child(ren). "Ma gave it to me, after I was able to get out of bed, and was walking up and down the stairs. She must have read the letter that Phil sent to me. She gave it to me the other day,"

Anne looked down at her engagement ring. A beautiful circlet of pearls, a Blythe family heirloom. Nearly 3 years from now, Anne will be a Blythe - she'll be Gilbert's wife. A bride for a day, a wife for the rest of her life. "I love you, Gil,"

Those 4 words, those simple words. He's been waiting to hear them come from Anne's lips for so long. "You will never know how much and how long I have been waiting to hear those words,"

Gilbert drew her close to him and kissed her. Then they walked home together in the dusk, crowned king and queen in the bridal realm of love, along winding paths fringed with the sweetest flowers that ever bloomed, and over haunted meadows where winds of hope and memory blew.

[liberated-illiterate]

The Weber-Matthews family are perhaps one of the wealthiest families in Magnolia, owing in part to their late-matriarchs ability to pick and out-live rich husbands.

Diana Wells met Peter Weber at her debutante ball and the two quickly fell in love. The son and heir of a wealthy local mining magnate, he was quick to propose to Diana and the pair lived happily ever after. At least, they did for a time. Peter passed away in 1991 after a long period of illness, leaving Diana with three children, a business she didn’t know how to run, and his vast family fortune. 

Enter William Matthews, a wealthy businessman with interests in the oil industry. When their courtship began the gossip around town couldn’t decide if he was after her money, or if it was the other way around. Regardless, the pair were soon married and started having kids of their own. 

They were a happy family, rich but relatively normal. That is until Diana’s second born, Thomas, went missing at age 16 after going camping with his friend in the local woods. His disappearance put immense strain on the family and, in the 22 years since, many (if not all) of his siblings have given him up for dead. William died two years ago and, of course, his money went to Diana. Then, only a month ago, Diana passed.

And that’s when Thomas (now going by Dylan) decided to return to Magnolia.

Of course, he had no way of knowing that his mother had kept him in her will or that he stands to inherit a vast amount of money, but it’s safe to say that most of his siblings are less than happy -- some going as far as to question whether he really is who he says he is or if he’s just a con artist looking for a pay day.

With the amount of money that has been left (not to mention things like property and business interests) it’s everyone for themselves, so expect double-dealing and backstabbing a la Knives Out.

It’s a messy and intricate web of intrigue but, beyond that, it’s pretty much open. Aside from the rough ages provided, everything else is pretty much up to you (save for the oldest being a brother). Faces are also open and do not have to be white for any sibling except the Weber’s. Also the Weber-Matthews are cousins to the Bloom family. Because these are pretty open and don’t really need much input from me, feel free to just yell at me if you want to reserve a spot and we can talk things out when the discord goes live.

Final note: Dylan is a Dreamwalker, though that’s from his fathers side of the family. The Matthews siblings can be witches/dreamwalkers/psychics (obviously depending on who makes the first one).

The Weber Siblings

OPEN BROTHER -- 39-42

T. DYLAN WEBER -- 38

OPEN SIBLING #1 -- 34-36

The Matthews Siblings

OPEN SIBLING #2 --  29-30

OPEN SIBLING #3 -- 26-28

OPEN SIBLING #4 -- 23-25

[randomingoftherandomness]

WKX is a vampire and falls in love with terminally ill ZZS 😍

A/N: I am peppering Easter eggs for this one ✌🏼✨

[still accepting WenZhou prompts]

—

The cold barely phases him as he steps out onto the rooftop space, but he is sure that despite the goose down coat he has on, Zhou Zishu is probably shivering from the lingering winter chill.

He takes a step forward, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his doctor’s coat in a affected show of nonchalance. This used to be his space, right to the moment Zhou Zishu came shuffling to the bench on the far end, sitting down without even as much as a by-your-leave. Wen Kexing hadn’t had the heart to tell him to leave.

Up here, it is quiet. In contrast to the bustle and hum of the hospital, or the choir of the city, when they’re up here, everything fades into the distance. Zhou Zishu had once said that it felt like being in a bubble. He couldn’t have agreed more, yet even if he did, how would he even describe that the bubble he feels cuts deeper and lonelier than just the human sensation of being separate from others?

In his 500 years of walking this Earth, this was the one thing he could never accurately describe.

Oh, he is sure Matthew would probably know what to say. The man has the mind of a scientist but the heart of a poet. Maybe he could visit Sept-Tours one of these days to ask. It’d be lovely to see him and Diana again.

“You’re doing it,” Zhou Zishu says wryly.

Gently fingers tap on his brow and he has to laugh. Here he was, a being older than the city this hospital is founded in, and a mere human has just snuck a tap to his brow. The thought makes him smile and the backs of his teeth itch.

“What's it?” He plays along.

“That thing where you’ve got some secrets knocking around your head. C’mon! Spill, great Doctor Wen. What’s so secret that it is making you smile like that?” Zhou Zishu knocks their shoulders together and Wen Kexing has to resist the urge to knock back. 

He has had to train himself to be gentle with the mortals and yet, being with Zhou Zishu has him wanting to abandon all caution, and just be. Wen Kexing looks over to see the human resolutely not looking at him, face half-buried in his coat collar. There’s a thread of sulk in his words earlier and he confirms it when he keeps his eyes fixed on the spiderweb of the city lights against the inky dark night.

Jealousy, his mind helpfully supplies, and the itch in the back of his teeth surges so strong he is momentarily taken aback. Zhou Zishu looks over at him then, eyebrows raised as if waiting for an actual answer. It’s an adorable look on a beautiful man. 

A beautiful man who, if what Ah Xiang has scurried out for him is to be believed, wasn’t going to be leaving this hospital any time soon, and if he was, it would be in a coffin. The thought that this bright, shining personality could be snuffed out by death was--

“If you really must know,” Wen Kexing answers to cover the momentary lapse with a quick fire sly tilt of his lips, leaning in, brushing his lips to the tip of Zhou Zishu’s ear. “I was thinking about my wedding night and the deliciously wicked things I would do to my virgin bride.”

“...You!”

He bears the disgruntled huff and the slap to his chest with nothing more than a soft laugh, reaching out to take Zhou Zishu by the wrist, rubbing his cold thumb over his pulse point before he can rise to leave. “I’m just teasing you, I promise. I wasn’t thinking of anything too lascivious. But it is a secret and not one I am keen to share.”

Zhou Zishu doesn’t say anything in reply, merely running his gaze over him as if he is stringing some sort of mystery together. Now, really, for all his fondness for this dying human, he really can’t have that little secret slip out into the open. He’s on thin ice with The Congregation as is and he has no desire to drown in a freezing river.

He smiles as sweetly as he can, the itch at the back of his teeth growing.