#graduates welcome

[winchesterartproject]

What even is this, anyway?

The Winchester Art Projcect has been a dream of mine for years.

I graduated from UEA with a 2:1 in Art History, and a pretty decent portfolio of my own work. It was IMPOSSIBLE to find art jobs as a new graduate! It was incredibly disheartening and made me turn to a life of (shudder) corporate.

That was 4 years ago, and now I've got a good bit of money saved up. I can finally achieve my dream of creating the opportunity I wish I had 4 years ago. New graduates (or new-ish) from any UK university, this is an

OPEN CALLOUT FOR ARTISTS!

requirements:

Must have graduated in the last 3 years.

Must have a portfolio of at least 5 pieces.

Must be based near (or near enough) to winchester, or grew up there.

The project will be a 'zine full of different winchester artists. It can relate to Winchester, or it can not! Any pieces in any style will be completely welcome. So, whip out an oil painting or draw a comic on a napkin, art is art! I'm looking for 7 artists.

I'm happy to say I can pay artists a LIVING WAGE hourly based on how long their piece took +£50 +10% of all proceeds. That means if you take 9 hours to produce a two-panel comic, you'll be paid £158, and get 10% of the proceeds!

I have no budget to promote this post! PLEASE if you are a recent graduate, a new artist, an old artist, friends with artists REBLOG this post!

#winchester #callout #artist #artists on tumblr #looking for artist #job opportunity #remote work #art job #graduates welcome #graduate #graduatejobs #my art #illustration #indie #zine

[crescentfool]

reunion 🌸

#persona 3 #persona 3 spoilers #minato arisato #makoto yuki #ryoji mochizuki #aigis #ryomina #lizzy does art #HELLO EVERYONE!!! march 5th is upon us again so i bring... my contribution for this year. my third year drawing for it! #i made the thumbnail for this a few weeks after last year's graduation day #i thought it would be fun to lean into the ryominaigis angle of graduation day (you could read this as minato/aigis if you like- #but i feel like most people would read it as ryoji/minato) #IN ANY CASE working on this made me very emotional over this game :') (specifically minato) #i really enjoy how p3 ends it's such a nice way of wrapping up the narrative's messages and themes #working on this. minato's kindness was at the forefront of my mind throughout the piece #and i really wanted to capture how. ultimately it was his decision to sacrifice himself- to do the great seal #while to an outsider's perspective it is. sad that minato passes. i think becoming the seal is something that minato- #actively welcomes. in the same way that death (ryoji) is a comfort to him because death was housed in him for Ten YearsTM #AND I ALSO GOT REALLY SAD OVER AIGIS TOO. i still get fucked up over how in fes's animated cutscene for 3/5 they portray- #her as human and not drawing the robot parts so i wanted to do something smilar here... #but also i am very sad on aigis's behalf because she discovers her humanity through minato and realizes what she- #wants to do and then. well. minato is like. he's ready to pass on (even if he's scared) and im like. OH MY GOD THIS TRIO GETS ME MESSED UP #this was more coherent in my head LOL BUT ough i like drawing p3 and working through my feelings about it... #anyway! happy (in quotations) march 5th. i love this game to bits. it's so fun to draw for this day every year and see how i've improved #if you've read all this thank you :) lizzy appreciates you all very much. mwah! <3

[ryan-waddell11]

in a not so shocking update: I MISS HIS DRAMATIC ASS

#eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things vol 1 #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things 4 #the hellfire club #joe quinn #netflix #eddie deserves better #actual love of my life #stranger things vol 2 #eddie munson graduated #loml energy #i’m looking respectfully #corroded coffin #the best dungeon master #eddie in s5 #eddie as kas #eddie hate is not welcomed #hate in general is unwelcome here #just let people enjoy things #eddie is dramatic #god i miss you so much

[jos-art-loft]

I want them to interact SO BAD

#jo's art #get it cuz they're HAIR TWINS #Frank would lose it #Throw Eddie into the mix #such a lovely trio #although I've been listening to older Bo Burnham while drawing Latter #If he ever snaps I want him to introduce rap to the neighborhood #As soon as I graduate and no longer have classes I'll draw more #I swear #latter pillar #frank frankly #welcome home #welcome home update

[ok-i-draw]

Spring cleaning:

Harriet’s first husband:

After Harriet divorced him:

Hopper huntsman father:

Harry Harvestmen!

Harry Harvestmen:

A retired famous tennis player who just so happens to be hoppers father!

During his prime, he was the face of tenis, with his skill and good looks, he brought a crowds that would go on for miles! But nowadays, in his humble retirement, he spends his days relaxing and staying away from the spot light.

More info on him:

He tries to be this suave bachelor that has women constantly coming on to him, but in reality, he’s a pathetic mess of a man.

After the divorce from Harriet, he’s been trying to get her back, not Harriet and Hopper, just Harriet.

He’s constantly heartbroken and misses the true love of his life.

When having hopper on weekends, he wants to know everything Harriet’s doing and if she said anything about him, desperately trying to win her back.

And when she eventually did remarry, he was devastated. And got excited when she divorced her second husband.

#WOW! #Been doing this for a while! #sorry yall #with school about to close and me preparing to graduate #shit gets crazy #anyways here’s Harriet’s first baby daddy #Harry Harvestmen #welcome home #welcome home oc #welcome home art #welcome home original character #welcome home fanart #welcome home fan character #welcome home fan art #hopper huntsman #Maria Mendez #love me my pathetic men

[ghosttotheparty]

also on ao3

(cw: tics, bullying)

Eddie started shivering in seventh grade.

Even when it was hot, even when he was sweating and desperately wanted a non-rattly fan or a better air conditioner. They weren't normal shivers. He wasn't cold. But his shoulders would jerk or shake, or he would tremble for a second, and he didn't know what else it could have been. Others didn't question it for a while, because it started in October. Everyone was shivering. But by March, it hadn't stopped, and he had to explain himself when people gave him questioning looks or asked if he was okay. (Back when people cared.)

'S just a shiver, I'm fine.

He wasn't fine. It got worse over time. He got used to it, to the weird feeling that took over his body for a few seconds, got used to telling people he was cold, joking that he must be low on vitamins or iron, joking that in the future, someone is walking over his grave. But other people didn't get used to it. They thought he was weird. That was fine with him. Wayne realised something was wrong before Eddie started the tenth grade, because he wasn't just shivering anymore. His whole body was jerking sharply, suddenly, his shoulders drawing up, fists clenching. Eddie didn't question it. Wayne did.

It wasn't normal. But nothing about Eddie was normal. Wayne took him to see a doctor. The doctor make him do things, walk in a line, hold his arms out and push the doctor's hands away as hard as he could, follow a flashlight with his eyes without moving his head. It was all weird. It kind of scared Eddie. The doctor kept writing things in a notebook, and Eddie couldn't tell if he was doing well or not. But Wayne was there, watching and listening intently.

The doctor said he had tics. It sounded funny to Eddie, but then it wasn't funny, because the doctor didn't give him anything for it. He just said there wasn't anything really wrong with him. His brain just worked a little differently. (Which Eddie was already used to hearing.) That his tics could get better or go away as he got older, or they could get worse.

They got worse.

By the end of that summer, his arms were moving, flying over his head suddenly, randomly, and his head was jerking back so sharply it hurt. Wayne was worried about him getting whiplash. Eddie was worried about going to school.

That year, he became the freak.

At first, he tried to explain it to people. The movements were involuntary, he couldn't control them. Wayne contacted all his teachers, who mostly got it, but still preferred to make him sit in the hallway so he didn't distract the class. But the other students thought he was possessed, faking it for attention, and everything in between. They'd throw things at him, and complain to the teachers that he was distracting even when he wasn't moving, just to get him out of the room. They would mimic him, make fun of him, and by September, he learned that the tics get worse when he's upset. He could hear them all snickering and giggling as he shoved his hands under his legs and tucked his chin to his chest or held his shirt over his face, as he held his limbs tense so they wouldn't move, so tense he was exhausted and sore all the time, and then he'd go home and cry because he couldn't control his own body.

He'd have to sit on the sofa so when his head threw itself back, it would hit the back of the sofa instead of the wall, and Wayne would just wait, watching with that fucking sadness in his eyes that made Eddie ache even more. When it finally stopped, sometimes after a few minutes, sometimes after an hour or two, he was so exhausted he'd fall asleep right there on the sofa. He couldn't do his homework. His grades dropped even more, but he managed to keep himself afloat. He did the best he could, doing his homework early in the morning before school or in detention. (Some of his teachers thought he was faking. Mr Peterson was in charge of detention, and he was nice. Considerate. Eddie counted him as one of his few blessings.)

His tics got worse.

In December of his junior year, he started making noises. Short screams, grunts, quiet vocalizations. It scared him. He didn't want to go back to school, but he did. The laughter around him got louder, and he was sent out to the hallways more. He started skipping classes. He knew he'd be forced to leave anyway. So he'd sit in the boys' room, on top of a lidded toiler, his feet up on the stall door, and he'd leave cigarette burns on the walls.

Not everyone was awful. Some kids were just curious about him, asked why he acted the way he did, and he did his best to calmly explain it all. I can't help it, actually. It's just my brain works different. That turned into Eddie's brain's fucked. It's broken. He's a fucking--

So he used it. Eddie the Freak. Attention-seeking, desperate for people to notice him. So he started making devil horns, yelling from tabletops, making himself The Freak so no one could use it against him.

No one, not even Wayne, saw him cry at night, because the attention he got was never the attention he wanted. Because he was tired. So fucking tired. His limbs were sore and his voice was rough, and his neck hurt, and he was sick of being laughed at. But that was all he got.

He kept counting his blessings. Mr Peterson, who never minded Eddie's noises or the way his fists would bang against the table loudly in the silent room, who scolded the other detention-goers when they tried to tease. The Hellfire guys, who got used to his tics fairly quickly, and knew when to pause whatever they were doing if Eddie couldn't hear them over a scream or was distracted by his own body. That nice girl, Chrissy Cunningham, who would slip notes from the classes he missed or skipped into his locker or backpack with sweet smiles. (If Eddie wasn't gay, he would have fallen in love with her.) The other few students that ignored him when his tics acted up, just glancing and moving on. Wayne, bless his soul, who would come to the school to confront Eddie's teachers and complain to the principal about Eddie being mistreated by the staff.

And, oddly enough, Steve Harrington.

Eddie never saw it coming. It was a particularly bad day. He was at his locker, trying to line his books up, but a tic threw his hands up, and some books fell from his locker to the floor. He watched helplessly as papers scattered across the floor, as most students stepped around them, ignoring them, as some jocks trampled over them, over Chrissy's neat handwriting, his fists clenched at his sides. When they passed, he kneeled, picking up the books, and when he looked up, Steve Harrington was kneeling too, gathering the crumpled papers and carefully straightening them out.

He gave them to Eddie with a smile, and Eddie thought he might be dying, in some weird, upside-down dimension where Steve Harrington smiles at Eddie Munson. Eddie took them hesitantly, said thank you, and then he hit him.

He was mortified, almost dropping the papers again, jumping back as his whole body flushed with heat, staring at Steve's shoulder where his hand had just landed heavily, and he burst with a Fuck, I'm so sorry, oh my god--

But Steve had just laughed. Amazingly, it was a kind laugh, with sparkling eyes, and soft cheeks, and he said It's okay.

And then he was gone. Down the hall, after his friends, and Eddie realised his hands were trembling.

Steve kept smiling at him. Even when his friends were making fun of Eddie's Satanic cult, and of the way he couldn't keep still, and of his sad, broken brain. Even when Eddie's brain made him flip Steve off across the cafeteria, Steve saw how Eddie pulled his hand down sharply, and Steve just... laughed. Eddie fell in love with his laugh. It was kind, and it made Eddie feel better, even when he wanted to cry.

Steve graduated the next year. But he didn't leave Eddie alone. Eddie couldn't stop thinking about him, and his kind laugh, and his pretty eyes, and then the sheep Eddie adopted told him all about how cool and brave Steve was, and Eddie fell harder without even seeing him.

The world went to shit. But Eddie got to see Steve again.

Steve was still kind, even though the world was ending, and even during serious discussions, plan-making, how-to-save-the-world conversations, Eddie's tics kept going. His body jerked and shivered, and his head threw back, and his fists hit his own chest and shoulders, and he had to sit down. And Eddie found out that there are more kind people than he thought. When his tics slowed, Nancy wordlessly got him an ice pack to hold to his chest, and when he flung it across the room, Robin caught it with a casual oops, and brought it back to him. No one questioned him, or stared, or laughed, even though he knew how annoying he was.

When he woke up in the hospital, he hurt so badly he couldn't move. He just cried. Steve sat by his bed and held onto his hand. He was crying too. When Eddie stopped crying, Steve carefully slid his rings, clean of blood, onto his fingers.

This one goes here, right?

Yeah.

On the second day, his brain didn't care that he hurt. As Steve was telling him about what was going on with the others (Max was staying with the Sinclairs, Dustin's leg was almost healed), Eddie's hand smacked him across the face sharply, the sting of his rings bringing tears to his eyes before he even processed what happened. Steve wordlessly crawled onto the bed, carefully pulled Eddie against himself, and set a pillow over Eddie's lap for when his fists started hitting his legs. He'd just murmured those words, the first words he'd said to Eddie years ago.

It's okay. It's okay.

And he waited until Eddie's body fell lax against him before he carefully found Eddie's hand, laced their fingers, and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Eddie was released from the hospital a few weeks later. He stayed in the Wheelers' basement for a few days until Steve's parents left town, for good this time, and then he moved into the Harrington house.

He likes it there. Steve is still kind. Always. He lets Eddie lay his head in his lap when his body hurts or won't stop moving, and he drags his fingers through his hair or holds a joint to his lips for him, and he smiles. (Eddie would go through the end of the world all over again for that smile.) When Eddie's head hits the wall while they're in the waiting room of the hospital for a checkup, Steve just shifts to face him and holds a hand up to the back of his head so his hand hits the wall instead, saying quietly that Eddie isn't allowed to beat his record number of concussions. He drives Eddie to Wayne's even though Eddie doesn't tic when he drives except for a few facial or vocal ones.

When Eddie whistles one night, Steve just smiles at him and says Was that a tic or are you hitting on me? and Eddie freezes, his face burning. Which would you prefer, pretty boy?

Steve kisses him.

And then Steve starts holding his hand even when he isn't having tics, even when they're with the Party. Eddie moves into Steve's room. (They always slept better when they accidentally fell asleep on the sofa together anyway.) Steve holds him when his tics are bad, and Eddie holds him during his migraines, pressing kisses as softly as he can to his forehead and his temples. Steve takes his hand when it moves to hit Eddie's face or chest. Eddie stands steady and holds Steve's hand to himself when he gets dizzy. Steve keeps ready-made ice packs in the freezer to hold to Eddie's chest and legs when they bruise from his fists. Eddie keeps his handwriting as neat as possible when he writes notes in case Steve forgets anything. When they wake up at night, breathless and sweaty and crying, the other is there, arms open, lips waiting.

One night Eddie says very softly, You know, they used to say my brain was broken.

Steve just says, Mine too.

#welcome to projection central #hand wrote this during a lecture today bc i was bored and realised a lot of ppl write/hc eddie as autistic and w adhd #but usually those are the only kinda neurodivergencies i see in fan content #(pretend thats a word) #but then i thought eddie having tics would make sense for his character and i have Experience to write from so #(disclaimer i was not bullied in school nor was i removed from classes (unless i left on my accord bc i wanted to hide in the bathroom)) #(some kids teased me or mimicked me or told me to 'do it again' but i dealt w them) #(and the one kid that was really a dick ended up being rly nice by the time we graduated he's cool) #(and i got lucky w my teachers i think they were all very sweet and considerate) #(but i thought this story would make sense and go along with eddies story in the canon) #anyway give eddie tics #anotther hc that his tics calm down/stop when he's playing guitar and playing d&d #mine arent as bad as they were in high school but back then (and on bad days now) they usually calm down #when im focused on something or doing something i enjoy (ie drawing or painting or st) #steddie #steddie oneshot #eddie munson #eddie munson oneshot #steve harrington #steve harrington one shot #stranger things #stranger things one shot

[lovexmemonster]

you know how hes a streamer in the human au world.

lied 985

#if i had a nickel for each time i drew a blond character over jerma #id have two nickels #which isnt alot #but its weird it happened twice #shax lied #mairuma #welcome to demon school iruma kun #my art #i did this instead of studying for a test im taking tmrw that i need to pass or else i wont graduate #edit: i got a 95

[areallysmallmoth]

Ah yes ✨psychology class✨

#I don’t think I’ve doodled on actual paper since I’ve graduated #waah✨ #welcome home #howdy pillar #barnaby b beagle #my art #doodle #:)

[theneighborhoodwatch]

hello, I’m trying to put together a detailed archive post about the different ships of welcome home since (for the most part) there is little agreement on ship names. if you don’t mind, what ship names do you use for any of the wh ships or what are ship names you’ve seen or heard about? this is quite literally for research purposes haha.

thanks for your time!

interesting! i don't keep up with WH ship names much, mostly bc i have a hard time memorizing "what's the prettiest way we can combine these two characters' Central Motifs"-type names. back in my day we put their names in a blender and we LIKED IT (/lh)

anyways off the top of my head:

i use "franklydear" for frank/eddie, which seems to be Decently popular, but i've also seen "butterfly mail" get used a lot.

i've literally never seen anything but "popstar" be used for poppy/sally. before that name got popular, i Used to call it soppy, but it's probably a good thing that never caught on lol

on a similar note, barnaby/howdy has always been "laughingstock" to me.

i Personally use "barnwally" for barnaby/wally, but "wallaby" seems to be the more popular choice By Far. which makes perfect sense imo, i just worry about the hypothetical user who's just trying to find stuff about their favorite animal, the wallaby.

i only ever saw "starflower" for sally/julie

i only ever saw "appleblossom" for wally/julie

"julaby" for barnaby/julie which i'm Pretty sure is just one artist's rarepair but that artist is really good so i feel obligated to acknowledge the ship

wally/home is a ship for me and like 2 other people as far as i'm aware bc So much about their relationship is still up for interpretation. but honestly i just call it wallyhome.

uhhh

fuck what else is there

did y'all ever decide on a name for wally/howdy, i know that's a big one

yeah that's all that comes to mind

OH i think “darlingdear” for wally/eddie comes up a lot???

#anonymous #ask #welcome home #had my commencement ceremony yesterday.... unclear if i actually graduated or if i gotta get like 2 more courses in but THE POINT IS #i actually have time off now #answering the more lighthearted asks while i wait for my brain to re-solidify

[bobzora]

LOVE LIVE!!

redraw of a piece from when i was like 13(ish?) <3 original below readmore

#my art #love live #honoka kousaka #chika takami #ayumu uehara #redraw #this was like.really early nijigaku btw lol. love live to me is still a duology #not that i really love live anymore in general outside of occasionally being insane about chika but well thats how it is #(i think i actually hated her at the time of the original. wild!) #but well now sif is shutting down (sif2 will be a thing but still) and now im like woah.that was core to my early teens!! #and now im gonna be graduating in not too long at the same time sif is ending (tho its been dying a slow death for a while...) ! crazy! #me n sif have history ok. its literally what caused my Ongoing Arm Problems. (at least partially.lol.) #its kind of a yuri situation. #all this to say: drawing the fanart that babyme wouldve wanted :) seeya love live and thanks for the memories <3 #(i know love live is still happening.) #(watch 'welcome to the love live' amv. my final message. goodbye)

[teninchismyholmesboy]

Love how I left tumblr for a solid 4 years only to come back and dive head first back into a House MD obsession.

#house md #james wilson #gregory house #welcome back to tumblr #I graduated college in those four years #I have a degree now #it’s a theatre degree but what ev #but daddy i love him #him being James Wilson

[boththemanandthecold]

Goodnight, Night Vale, Goodnight.

I just graduated today! Here's my grad cap and my senior quote!

"Everywhere we humans go, we bring our world with us. There is no empty that is deep enough to swallow our life completely. When the last of us huddle in a dying world, one of us will tell a story, and another of us will laugh."

-Cecil Gershwin Palmer

#wtnv #cecil gershwin palmer #welcome to night vale #goodnight night vale goodnight #radio jupiter holiday special #wtnv 220 #wtnv quotes #graduation #senior #high school #grad cap #senior quotes

[ell-arts]

Hey. Psst.

Sooo...if all goes well...

And the motivational drive lasts just a little bit longer-

Then ya'll are getting a new PMATGA oneshot fanfic from me.

Either this week or the week after.

Watch this space.

#The fic is just a small idea that was born out of that pmatga prompt game I made a while back #I hope its interesting enough! #Its literally so close to being finished #I have the motivation #just not the energy #so much is happening amidst graduation #and its eating up all of my energy reserves #I just wanna WRITE dangit #Both this new oneshot and The Veil and Call Me Cyli have been living in my head rent free #now if only I could find the time to feed them their rent's worth lol #the new oneshot will be kinda dark #which is maybe not fitting for the month of December- #BUT afterwards ya'll are more than welcome to cleanse your pallet and read Just This Once lol #which is a two-shot revolving around the spirit of Christmas #anywho #time to go to bed

[patronsaintofqualityfootwear]

dear classic rock tumblr i need an incredible favor. please tell me your favorite movies that are at all adjacent to your favorite bands. like, anything from having been influential on a band (ie blackboard jungle and the who) or just being made by the band (head, rock n roll high school) or starring a musician (performance) or that a musician worked on (the virgin soldiers and ray davies) or even anything along the lines of almost famous/blinded by the light/pirate radio. documentaries are ok but only if they’re especially notorious (the doors 1991) or notable or a departure from the usual talking head or biopic formula (the kids are alright). i’m thinking of stuff that’s like essential to the 20th century rock and roll subcultural experience but not necessarily limited to being made at that exact same time.

i'm working on a letterboxd list and i'll post the link later.

#i know we use the term classic rock loosely these days but you guys know what i mean #like yes the beach boys and the monkees count here #like i'm probably gonna include shit like the graduate #reblogs welcome

[yj-98]

how does the kon crimes get worse btw.

#WHAT DO YOU **MEAN** SHE DOESNT LIKE KON-EL AS A NAME BECAUSE IT WAS GIVEN TO HIM #THE CONCEPT OF. A GIVEN NAME? #also like. ik shes trans so idk if its just a disconnect with given names vs chosen but like? #i will say. as a trans person. who was GIVEN my new(er) name (rook) by a close friend. not a parent. like. #i do not think. that clark giving kon 'kon-el' as a welcome into the family. that makes kon so happy because he finally HAS a name #is the same as. your parents naming you? like his relationship w/ clark is complex. not that she gets it i guess because like #kon doesnt . resent him. what hte fuck are you doing #like. having your name given to you by someone you care deeply about can be so meaningful actually #and if u want to graduate him from superboy. YES! but HOW ARE YOU SO FUNDAMENTALLY MISUNDERSTANDING KON #rook.log

[thebrightsessions]

Hi! I just recently finished all of the canon TBS content and I’m now such a huge fan!! I’m really normal about Mark (lying).

I had a few questions! In your idea of post-TCT, does Alex ever reunite with the Unusuals? Do Mark and Beck realize they in fact have TWO troubled friends in common? What was Alex up to in the three years since TAMA if not reconnecting with his friends??

Thank you!

GREAT question!! I definitely think that Alex reunites with the Unusuals--in fact, I don't think he ever fell fully out of touch with them.

After everything that happened in A Neon Darkness, I think the Unusuals have a bit of a difficult time really relaxing around each other and also figuring out their own individual relationships to their abilities. And for Alex in particular, he had to focus a lot of his energy into controlling his power after everything Isaiah did to him and also dealing with his drug addiction. So, I think, out of all of them, he kinda fell off the face of the earth for long periods of time (as he was already prone to do) and then when things got really bad, I think Indah and Neon probably helped him get to The AM in California that eventually transferred him to Boston.

Marley--Beck, that is--probably moved away a few years after the events of AND. I bet he had semi regular phone calls with Neon as he was going through grad school, and then probably hosted Neon and Indah when they moved East (I think they're now somewhere in Maine or Vermont or something). I don't know how often they see each other, and I think Beck is probably extremely protective of them, so hasn't mentioned them to anyone he knows.

I think after the events of TAMA, Alex spends a lot of time recovering and taking it easy at, like, a nice spa somewhere. I also think he and Beck probably have seen each other a few times--once Alex realized he was on the East Coast, I bet he texted Beck and was like "hey, I'm in a weird hospital in Boston, wanna come up and visit me?" which I'm sure Mark and Beck realize at some point! I like to think they all get together for a coffee or something. Even though Beck has been texting and talking on the phone with the rest of the Unusuals for ten years, he does miss hanging out in person with them, so he, Alex, and Mark all probably become buds and spend time together while Alex is still recovering at the Boston AM.

I'd guess that, now, Alex is somewhere quieter - possibly with Indah and Neon at the summer camp for Atypical teens that I've always imagined they run. And I'd wager that he keeps in much more consistent touch with his friends when he's not actively with them - now that he has his power under control, and is sober, he can really begin the journey of healing that he's been wanting to go on for a long time, and I think he and Mark really help each other in that regard. Actually, I bet they eventually get to such a good place as individuals that they look at Beck and are like "okay, dude, your turn, you have NOT dealt with the PTSD that you have from your time in the military and also the whole thing with Isaiah, and then Blackwell, and also seeing everyone's gruesome pasts, literally how are you standing right now" and they make him go to therapy lol.

We're so happy you love our show!! Thanks for the question!

#answered #the bright sessions #the college tapes #the am archives #spoilers #a neon darkness #also I am NOT normal about mark and I never will be so welcome #this post is so meandering #but also I bet when chloe and frank come for caleb and adam's graduations (bc they so do) #mark is like 'hey frank I want you to meet my friend jason he also served maybe you can teach him to paint or something