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dandelionflower · 5 years

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She Sits Alone

Based off of the haunted mansion AU by @miraculous-of-salt

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Marinette was on the bus to the Culpa Mansion and she was sitting alone.

Normally she would feel hurt, but this was nothing new. She sat alone in class, she sat alone on the plane to the US, she was sitting alone on the bus now. She just felt numb by now. So numb she was barely excited for the mansion.

The Culpa Mansion. Marinette could babble about the history of the Culpa Mansion for hours.

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Once the home of the businessman Garfield Culpa, it was a refuge for injured soldiers. One such person was Abigail Laurens, a nurse who got injured when an explosion hit her base. She critiqued his process and he fell in love.

Years after, their daughter Harriet Culpa met Darrian Poll. They were in third grade. He pulled her hair and she chased him around the playground.

They lost contact after high school and reconnected after college. She was a pro wrestler and he was a librarian. They got married as Harriet and Darrian Culpa. (She insisted on keeping her last name.)

Their son Micheal Culpa married Wenda Delair. They were unable to have children and assumed their bloodline would die with them until they saw a young girl rummaging in their trash can. They instantly adopted Rosemary and began training her in watercolor.

Usually, Marinette would be cut off from talking now and she would recite the rest to herself.

Rosemary never married and opened her home to any starving or homeless artist who couldn’t get on their feet. She passed the Culpa mantle to one of the more present artists, Denise.

Denise never married, though she had plenty lovers. She continued the tradition of housing the starving and homeless but allowed them to be employed in the manor as cooks, maids, gardeners, and security. She eventually gave birth to a son, Felix Culpa.

Felix had nearly every trait of the Culpa family, despite not being blood related to any of them. He was caring and cynical, like Garfield and Abigail. He was physically able and a bookworm like Harriet and Darrian. He was a lover of the arts like Micheal, Wenda, and Rosemary, and he was suspicious of the existence of love like his mother.

He became suspicious no longer when he met Bridgette Chang, the designer child of an author and illustrator pair. She designed all of Denise’s favorite gowns and was commissioned for Felix’s first suit. She struck up a conversation about his favorite novel and they became fast friends.

Soon, they fell in love and they were inseparable until Felix left for college. Even then, they were the only thing on each other’s mind. Felix wrote daily letters to Bridgette and whenever she didn’t read them, she was weeping in the private room Felix gave her.

The minute he returned, he proposed. They were set to be married, if not for one tiny detail.

Delila Ross.

She was a fellow member of Felix’s college and was obsessed with him. She almost got her hooks into him when she used a love spell. Luckily, Felix knew some witchcraft of his own and was able to fight it off. She disappeared soon after.

However, the day of the wedding, she returned to kill Bridgette. Felix warned all of the staff against her and threatened them with extreme punishment. She came in and, assisted by the staff, stabbed Bridgette through the heart with her favorite flower pin.

Theorists say Felix went insane, but Marinette didn’t believe that part. He allegedly killed every member of the staff that allowed Delila to enter the mansion and soon he died himself. Legend has it that he roams the halls of the mansion, now a hotel, in search of the reincarnated soul of his loved one and when he found her, he would have the power to return from the dead and be with her until the end of his days.

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Before she met Adrien, Marinette had fantasied about being the reincarnation of Bridgette, after all, Chang and Cheng were very similar. However, now she had met Adrien and was dating him.

Speaking of, Marinette checked her phone. Sure enough, there was a text from her boyfriend.

Sunshine 😍: Hey sorry bout not sitting w/ u 😰

Sunshine 😍: It would have seemed rude if I turned lila down

Princess 💞: It’s fine! I totally get it.

No, she didn’t get it! She was Adrien’s girlfriend and he still managed to make Lila a priority over her. And not just Lila either, Marinette knew Adrien thought she didn’t notice the stars in his eyes whenever Ladybug was mentioned. How touchy he would get with other models during a shoot.

Marinette growled and pulled out the vest she was embroidering. Half was black with small white snowflakes and the other half was pink with little flowers. It was based off of Felix and Bridgette’s favorite seasons; spring and winter. She had already made a strictly Felix themed outfit for the trip and a Bridgette themed outfit, she wanted to make one based off of the relationship the two had.

After finishing, she took a nap, dreams of swirling snowflakes and a blue eyed cat approaching her filling her mind. She woke up with Adrien sitting next to her, tapping her shoulder.

“Hey, Princess. We’re here.”

She bolted up and pressed her face to the window. “What? I missed it? But I heard such great things about the gardens…”

He laughed and pressed a kiss to her temple. “We’ll find some time to check them out, promise.”

“‘Kay.” She hummed and leaned forward for a proper kiss, before another popped up.

“Hey, Adrien?” Lila. “You mind helping us out back here? We’re stuck on a level of Super Penguino, and I, as an award winning player, need a partner. Would you want to help me out?” She bat her eyes innocently and Marinette felt the all too familiar sense of rage well up inside her.

No, don’t do that again, she reminded herself. You don’t need this, Adrien loves you and he doesn’t want you to get in trouble.

“Sure, Lila! I’m sure Marinette won’t mind.” He pressed another kiss to her temple and went back to Lila’s seat.

Marinette sighed and stared out the window as they finally approached the mansion.

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There was a bit of concern over rooming, there was an odd number of students and the teacher surely couldn’t room with anyone. They talked about three in a room, but Lila said she read a study that claimed that three in a room was harmful to sleeping patterns.

“Alya! Want to room with me?”

Alya gave Marinette a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, girl. I told Lila I’d room with her.”

“Oh, alright.” That meant she’d be rooming by herself then. “Have fun.” She sat on the bench again, alone.

She heard a giggle from across the room. “Yeah, I’m definitely the distant relative of Bridgette. Who knows? Maybe I’m his soulmate and Felix will come back from the dead for me.”

“He’s supposed to come back for the reincarnated soul.” Marinette muttered. “Not the relative.”

“You know that?” A red headed boy in a cap approached her. “No one knows that, Grace and I usually have to tell them a million times. Grace!” He shouted over his shoulder. “Grace! Come over here! This chick knows the Culpa story!”

“Wait, really?” A girl with a two long braids walked over from the reception desk. “No one knows the Culpa story.”

“My parents told me some when I was little, I did some research.”

“Well, the fact that you know it makes you a celebrity to us. I’m Grace, this is Finny. What’s your name, celebrity?”

She grinned. “I’m Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I’m with the school trip from Paris.”

Finny gasped. “You mean you’re, the Marinette Dupain-Cheng? The same Marinette Dupain-Cheng who designed Jagged Stone’s favorite sunglasses, and his album cover?!?!”

“Fin’s a bit of a music nerd.” Grace snorted.

Fin, meanwhile, was patting his pockets down for a pen. “I don’t have a pen! Grace! Can you give me a pen?”

“No, ask her for he autograph later, dork. It’s the middle of the night, she probably wants to get back to her room.”

“Oh, right, sorry.” He rubbed the back of his head. “But I am totally asking for one later.”

Marinette winked. “That’s fine with me.”

“Where are you staying, anyway?”

“Umm, I actually don’t know. There was a room problem.”

“I can handle that.” Grace winked and Marinette noticed her eyes were a beautiful silver. “I’ve got some pull.” She sashayed over to the desk and started scribbling on a piece of paper. Apparently satisfied, she picked up a key and tossed it to Marinette. “Here. It’s the key to Bridgette’s room. A huge honor. Not something we take lightly around here.”

“Thank you! It’s not something I take lightly either.” Then, seeing her class was leaving, she lifted her bag and followed. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I hope!”

“We hope so too!” Finny yelled after her.

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Marinette hummed to herself as she began unpacking, planning her outfits for each day.

Her Felix themed set for museum day.

Her Bridgette themed set for the art museums.

Her Felix and Bridgette themed one for tour day.

And her ghost themed ones for all the other days.

Satisfied, she turned around and admired the room. It was exactly what she would have wanted. Pink everywhere, a beautiful white lace canopy over the bed, flowers all over the balcony and above the bed there was a portrait of Felix and Bridgette mid-proposal, Felix on one knee.

Marinette snapped a picture of it. Perfect for inspiration.

She texted Adrien a quick goodnight and went to sleep, soon to be struck with the same dreams of the blue eyed cat and the swirling snowflakes.

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Meanwhile, a sleek black fox and an orange bee held a meeting in the basement.

You think he knows yet? The bee asked.

I don’t know, Fin. He will once he makes his rounds.

She has to be her. Gracie, her life directly parallels with Bridgette’s. All the way down to the company she keeps.

Speaking of, we need to get everyone locked down and in their punishments for the night before Felix starts his rounds.

Before you do, a white and turquoise turtle crawled into view, we need to have a conversation about the other her.

What about her? Grace asked innocently.

What will we do about the ghosts? If they see her...

They’ll go insane.

Maybe they won’t, Finny suggested, they might just ignore her.

Unlikely. They’re more likely to torment her, which will end on the mansion being quarantined.

They won’t do anything without Felix’s permission, Allegra. Grace rolled her eyes. Which he won’t give until he has his bride.

But, it wouldn’t hurt if we let them scare her a little… Finny landed on Grace’s head. Would it?

Allegra and Grace smirked, well, as much as a fox and turtle could smirk.

Probably not… Allegra mused

I’ll spread the word when I lock up my section. See ya, Allegra.

As the bee and the fox climbed out of the basement, unnoticed in the empty halls, thunder cracked and a red headed boy, paired with a raven haired girl strolled the mansion, unaffected by the ghoulish shrieks of horror that followed them.

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The rest

#felinette #mlb #ml felix #felix culpa #a scribble #marinette dupain cheng #ml marinette #adrinette #adrien agreste #ml adrien #haunted mansion au #ml lila #lila rossi #ml alya #alya cesaire

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seriaph · 4 years

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valentine fandom asks. do ‘em all for homey stuck

oh dang... ALL of them? here we go!

Your favourite non-canon ship?

probably junedave!

Is there a ship you didn’t like at first but ultimately started shipping?

roxygen def

What is the rarest rare pair (that you ship)?

davepeta/karkat purrhaps? or most of my wlw ship tbh lol. vrisrose, jadevris, jadekan, others...

Name a popular ship you don’t get the appeal of.

g4mk4t. is that still popular actually? i dont rly know tbh

What is your most fluffy + happy ship?

pale davenep maybe? i like da angst factor of my ships

What is your most angsty ship?

rosemary & vrisrezi are both so angsty and i love them so much but rosemary gets the crown for “has caused me to shed the most tears”. dirkjake is also angsty but they can go in their dang corner its rosemary time

A non-canon ship that should be canon?

janeroxycallie make it happen

Your oldest ship; the one you’ve shipped for the longest time?

my very FIRST ship was karezi but i dont ship it as much anymore, but i still do get the Nostalgia Pangs. as for a ship that i currently ship v hard that would be davekat, ive shipped them for 8ish years? and counting! :D junedave would also be up there but i wasnt to wild about it back then, junedave was def v weird in fandom in 2012-2013 lol. i mean so was davekat but june was just so...... meh u kno? like she was not even june anymore, fanon june was horrid

What ship represents the kind of relationship you’d love to have?

i cant think of one! :)

Is there a ship that makes your skin crawl?

*looks at the clown* *forces a smile* but as for a ship i have to see a lot that makes me absolutely uncomfortable? it starts with a stri and ends with an est, i have to filter soooo many tags just to get *most* of it outta my sight haha

What is a character you can only imagine in one particular ship?

this is a tough one! i woulda answered with dirkjake if dirkkat wasnt a thing that i ship now. i’d say jane i guess? with roxycallie. i dont really ship her with anyone else, sorry jasprose

What is your favourite canon ship?

rosemary and davekat

Name a ship that deserved more content.

roxycallie

Is there a ship you feel gets undeserved hate in fandom?

davejadekat got undeserved hate in *canon*. also give eridan ships a chance they dont have to be Like That, keep her away from women tho and im fine

What is the first ship you had?

karezi! i saw someone mention homestuck once and i looked it up and saw some karezi pictures & immediately fell in love with terezi t-the ship yes definitely (i was a repressed gay aksdljgakdslg)

Is there a ship that made you realise something about yourself?

no :)

Is there a type of ship you always go for?

rivals to lovers, or just people who bicker lovingly

Is there a ship the writers have ruined for you?

hey writers? whats up with rosemary? hey writers? hey? okay real talk davejadekat

Is there a ship the fandom has ruined for you?

tavros. just in general. oh and junekat but ive been coming back around to that one recently

Have you ever created fan created content for a ship?

yeah obvs

Favourite thing you’ve ever created for a ship?

one time i drew a picture of rose sleeping in kanayas arms but she was not a pretty sleeper let me tell you

Is there a ship you’ll never admit you have?

i uh... still like karkats shipping chart & the patron ships. junerose, davejade, jadekat, junevris, rosemary(this ones good tho lol), and kinda daverezi but tbh i dont rly ship it that much

Have you ever started shipping a ship because of the fans?

yeah def i depend on fans to see like 99% of ships tbh

What is one scene you want to see happen for all your ships?

kissy

I there a ship you wish you didn’t know existed?

i could live the rest of my life comfortably without ever having seen gamjane

Name a ship that ended like you wanted it to.

:( i guess davekat? they WERE together in homestuck proper, but the epilogues retconned that? and then they got back together in hs2 so i guess thats fine...

Name a ship that deserved better in the end.

rosevriskanrezi

Is there a character you have several ships for?

yes absolutely, im a multishipper at heart. june & karkat are my biggest targets

What is the ship you ignore 98% of canon for?

any ship that involves a dancestor, but leb8ifins definitely. i have to ignore a lot of canon to even like a dancestor tbh. i also like to ignore the epilogues because i still havent read them :)

Is there a ship you like but you dislike the fandom?

i guess gamtav has rights... i just dont like to see what fandom hands me in regards to gamzee and tavros tbh. idk i dont like when theyre baby-ified like theyre assholes let them be assholes lol. two jerks in love bonding over their traumas u kno. plus whenever gamzee dates a person it always ends up bad so its like tavros u ok there buddy... u gonna be good there... i guess gamzee fans ignore a lot of canon tho to like him haha. can relate, i like jane. (oh i didnt mention but sometimes i see really gross stuff? and its usually tied to that ship, so i guess its like a red flag or something even when i see a normal picture because i Remember)

#all that jas #vesperpooled #ask

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quilloftheclouds · 4 years

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Happy Storyteller Saturday! Tell me about winter celebrations among your wips/OCs

Some other folks asked similar questions so I’m going to be answering them all here!

sts! What would a winter holiday (Christmas, Hanukkah or other) be like for the characters from your wip? - @wordsofpaintandsmoke

Happy STS!! I can’t remember if I’ve asked you this before, so if so, please just ignore me. But how do your characters celebrate the holidays (if at all)? - @bookish-actor

Ahhhh this makes me realize how much worldbuilding I still have to do for my sirenfolk ah

Also! Just! In general! Quill is terrible at writing religious stuff, holidays included, so fair warning about that!

BUT ANYWAYS, this is long so under the cut we go~

Among the English (and French, and Spanish–aka Colin, Celestine, Isabel, Io, Phoenix, and George, not in that particular order) you have your somewhat historically accurate 18th century Christmas (which wasn’t actually celebrated everywhere in the colonies/North American communities at the time). New Year’s was also typically celebrated with dance and drinks and songs and such.

For Christmas, if the option is available, families get together for a feast and the kids decorate a few rooms of the house with spruce boughs and rosemary and lavender, maybe baked cinnamon charms or other aromatic herbs depending on access and where you are in the world. Dealing with wassailing groups would happen on occasion for those from wealthier households (like Io and Celestine when they were young. Their parents uh. Didn’t particularly enjoy the uninvited guests). Church… things… happened… I know nothing about church stuff (especially during the 18th century) I’m so sorry I’ll look this up later. I believe there’s a Christmas Mass. I’m. Fairly certain.

On board English naval ships (such as the Compass) they would have minor decorations and chaplains to hold services. If they’d be able, many of the ship’s crew may also be given shore leave for the day.

I don’t yet have any major characters who celebrate Hanukkah. I’m thinking Rose celebrates a personalized version of Maha Shivaratri, but I have to do more research on that.

Colin and his mother used to celebrate a version of Dongzhi and Lunar New Year–Colin still does, it was just from a very long time ago and he doesn’t remember much of really how to celebrate them, now. You always sweep and clean the house (or… ship I guess) before the new year. He usually doesn’t have access to the traditional foods, but he’ll still burn incense if he can find some, and leaves some food offerings in front of a makeshift altar he sets up. Poor boy doesn’t remember any of the names or roles of the gods, but he’s trying his best. .n.

Captain Xuàn celebrates Tết Nguyên Đán with some of her ship’s crew, which is the Vietnamese Lunar New Year and has somewhat similar celebrations. You should see the heckin’ firecracker display she puts off, it’s ridiculous.

BUT THE SIRENS QUILL COME ON GIVE SOMETHING NOT REAL AND NEW

akjlskdjg

I’m still in the very initial stages of developing some parts of siren culture and this is one of them.

I’m thinking on the Winter Solstice, because stars and astronomy are incredibly important to the Forest sirens, they celebrate something called Star-Eyes Night (temporary. this is… a temporary name ^^’). Sirens are given a rest week from non-crucial roles, so it’s like a true holiday in that regard.

It’s one of the sole nights of the year where they take their young up to the surface in a secluded, hidden area, often using magic to better conceal themselves (as well as keep themselves warmer, if it’s in a colder climate). It’s so that finlings get a chance to see the stars, on the longest, clearest night of the year! They trace constellations and make up their own for their families, and send prayers up to their ancestors and the Ascendants for strength and good luck in the coming year! A scout is always sent up beforehand to see that the weather is clear, and if it isn’t, it’s just pushed to the next clear sky day~

Surge sirens have their own version of this one, though they’re less likely to hide and are more likely to just… destroy… and possibly eat… any human that sees them. ouo

YOO LOOK HOW LONG THAT IS holy heck. Well. It does sort of count as three answers so you know. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Thanks for the asks, folks!

#raevenlywrites #ask reply #sts #storyteller saturday #oss #one siren's soul #wordsofpaintandsmoke #bookish-actor #ask #holidays #winter holidays #winter celebrations #the sirens have more than that i just think this is heckin' long enough XD #also if i got any of this stuff wrong PLEASE let me know

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leo-lucid · 4 years

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Bewitching Which Monster Chapter 11: The Ghost

I was hopeful for the next date since my date with Cassi actually went pretty well. I figured that the rest of the dates would be just as nice and fitting for each monster. Next on the schedule was Danton. I figured that I would meet zir in the attic at the time. Ze frequented the attic, zir bedroom, a lot more than any other part of the mansion. The only time I've seen zir around the mansion was when it was time to eat. Even then, ze usually sat with a book and didn't eat.

I was less nervous about our date since we wouldn't be going anywhere outside and things between us have gotten much more comfortable. There were still some awkward moments, but they were getting less frequent now. Saying hello to each other while passing each other in the halls have helped.

Since it was a casual date, I put on an off-shoulder, grey sweater and long, white skirt. Something cozy and comfortable for a reading date. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and began to work my hair into a braid. After I was done fixing my hair, I took a deep breath and left my room, ready for my date with Danton.

I walked down the hall and towards the attic, my heart beating just a bit faster now that the fact that I was going on a date with a ghost was settling in. Just like the first time, I grew afraid of the pale purple door. I still needed to fix it up. Sand it down and repaint it. I'm sure Danton would appreciate a fixed door too. Eventually, I worked up the courage to knock. A few seconds of silence passed and just before I could knock again, the door creaked open to reveal the familiar ghost.

Ze wore a pale yellow sweater with a white button down underneath and some fitted blue jeans, zir face a bit pink as they opened the door. "Hello, A-Anise. Come in. . ."

Ze opened the door wider for me to enter and I did, looking around the room. Most of the books that were scattered on the floor like before was cleaned up save for one. In fact, the room felt a lot lighter and cleaner than before. Did Danton clean up just for me? Or did ze just clean earlier and kept the space tidy since then?

Either way, the space felt welcoming just like before. I took a seat on a floor pillow and adjusted my skirt over my legs. Zir nervous nature was still infectious, causing me to stutter and make my heart pound. "S-So, what are we reading today?"

That seemed to perk zir up a bit, zir energy shifting to become more relaxed as they sat down on the pillow beside me. Ze picked up the book off of the floor and held it up. "I-I hope you don't mind, but I chose a classical literature piece. Pride and Prejudice. Is this okay?"

"I had never read Pride and Prejudice actually. It's been recommended to me by many people, but I never got a chance to read it. So, that book is fine by me." I answered, actually a little bit excited to read a new book. With all the readings that I had to complete for classes, it was tough to squeeze in some time to just read casually.

Danton gave a soft smile and settled the book into his lap, opening it up to the first page. I scooted closer to zir and looked over zir shoulder, reading the first few words. The first few sentences were interesting, making me automatically hooked. Once I finished the first page, I attempted to read the second. However, I couldn't quite see all of the words. So, I scooted a bit closer to Danton, our shoulders just grazing each other. I was honestly surprised when this happened.

Ze must have been surprised too since ze looked up and gasped, jumping back from me. Zir face turned bright red and ze touched zir shoulder, the part that touched mine. "Y-You. . . I-I felt that. . ."

It was odd to say the least. Because ze was a ghost, ze wasn't supposed to feel living things. Not without exerting a ton of energy at least. But here, I felt no strong exchange or output from zir. The touch was natural. I wondered why we were able to feel each other's touch. Was it because I had witch blood running through me? I was able to do many things that regular beings couldn't do. It was the only explanation I could think of.

"I-I think it's because I'm a witch. My energy is different than most humans and I could sense different things too." I tried to explain, looking down at my own hands.

"N-Not even the other m-monsters can touch me though. . " Danton replied. Trying to gather zirself, ze sat back down on the pillow, red still gracing zir cheeks. We both sat in an awkward silence, trying to figure out what made me so different. I really did think that it was because I was a witch. It seemed to be the only theory that made sense.

Danton suddenly brought a hand up towards me, zir palm up. Zir cheeks seemed to burn brighter as ze continued to stare down into zir lap. "U-Um. . . w-would you mind. . . t-touching my h-hand. . . ?"

I felt my own cheeks grow warm as ze made the request. I figured that it was supposed to be like a simple experiment, but it still made me feel a bit embarrassed and nervous. Hesitantly, I nodded and lifted my hand up, hovering it over zirs. My hand lowered into zirs, zir hand just a tad bit bigger than mine. It felt soft and a little on the cold side. That was understandable since ze was a ghost. Still, the mystery of why I could even feel zir temperature stood strong.

"Y-You're warm. . ." Danton softly commented. My blush increased as I continued to hold zir hand, zir own wrapped around mine. I could feel my temperature warm zir own hand up just slightly. As soon as zir temperature matched mine, ze let out a gentle sigh and let go.

"S-Sorry. I just haven't felt warmth in a long while. I-It's felt nice. . . to feel it again." Danton mentioned. The book was settled back down in zir lap and ze looked down at the cover.

I opened my mouth to ask a question, but hesitated. I wondered if the question I had was too much or not. Eventually, I found the courage to ask the question. "Danton, how did you become a ghost? How did you get cursed here?"

There was another moment of silence shared between us as ze remembered how ze ended up here. Eventually, ze spoke up. "I died a long time ago in this town. This was back when some of the town didn't exist yet. All the modern buildings at least. Back before this mansion was even built. I remember climbing a tree that grew here with a few friends. It was a tall, magnificent tree with many strong branches. However, I stepped on the wrong branch and it snapped and I fell. I think I must've immediately broke my neck."

"When I woke up, my friends were gone and I felt cold. No one in town could see me anymore. Going back home wasn't an option. Eventually, I decided to venture back up to this land where the mansion was just being built. Mrs. Rosemary was arguing with someone at the time, but back then I had no idea who they both were. Before I could leave, one of them called out towards me. I had been wandering around for a good week at that point, so I was surprised that they could see me."

Danton finally looked up and continued telling zir story. "I was called over and asked to settle a dispute between them. When I agreed with your grandmother, the other witch cursed me to the mansion that was in the process of being built. I was no longer allowed to leave the property. Your grandmother tried to stop her from cursing me, but it was too late. The deed was already done."

This was the second time that I heard of another witch living in this town a long time ago besides my grandmother. Could this be the same witch that cursed Cassi? Or was this a different witch? "I'm guessing that you were the first to be cursed here then?"

Ze nodded. "Yes. I was the first to live at this mansion besides your grandparents. They took care of me for a long time and tried their best to lift the curse. Your grandmother spent endless hours trying to help all of us."

I tried to recall seeing Danton around the mansion when I was younger, but I couldn't remember zir. "Did you know about me before moving in?"

The book was put to the side and ze turned towards me. I now noticed that zir stutter was gone and ze seemed to be much more relaxed. It was probably because ze was focused on a set conversation rather than me as a person. The way ze looked more determined though had my heart skip a beat. "We all did. Your grandmother didn't keep you a secret. The only secrets she kept was her discovery on how to lift the curse and the fact that she was a witch to the citizens of Hazelview. And of course us to you."

"I see. Thank you for explaining everything to me, Danton. I really appreciate it. If you don't mind, I have a few more questions." I admitted. I was learning a lot from our conversation and I was curious to know more. Not only was I learning about Danton, but I was also learning about my grandmother and possible witches in the town.

"Please, ask away." Ze responded, giving a warm smile, the first one I've seen in a while.

I cleared my throat, trying to not get distracted by zir pretty cute smile. "How old were you when you died?"

Ze scratched the back of zir neck and seemed to grow a little sheepish. "Nineteen. I know it seemed a little too old to be climbing a tree, but that's what we did to entertain ourselves back then. I haven't seemed to age since I've died."

That made Danton about thirty-nine years old since the mansion was built almost twenty years ago. It was built shortly after my mother moved out of my grandparent's old house. It was, in a sense, their retirement home.

"Do you miss and remember the citizens back from twenty years ago?" I foolishly asked. It wasn't until afterwards that I realized how stupid my question was. Of course ze would miss people.

However, zir answer surprised me. Ze shrugged and shook zir head. "Not really. My parents were always busy with work and my friends may not have been the best group for me. They convinced me to climb that tree after all. That tree was never uprooted or cut down either. It's the giant tree in the garden."

"Does the tree bother you at all?" I continued to question. Once again, ze gave a shake of zir head.

"It doesn't. It's not exactly the tree's fault that I fell. I should have been more careful or not have climbed the tree in the first place. I just wanted to fit in with the group of friends I was hanging out with at the time. It was nineteen ninety-nine. Times were just a little bit different back then. College was just around the corner too, so we were all looking to have some fun before school started and we all went our separate ways." Danton answered.

I wondered what growing up in the eighties and nineties were like. The year he died was the year I was born, so I didn't understand what the nineties were like since it was just ending. It then hit me that ze never got to experience college. "Do you wish that you got to attend school?"

Danton stayed quiet at that for a second, thinking about his answer. "Erm. . . I'm not sure. I guess it would have been nice to attend college classes and such."

". . . Would you like to experience some of it? I'm taking online classes, so we can learn together. You won't be able to take quizzes and such, but you may learn something new." I offered. Danton's eyes widened for a second at that, surprised to hear that offer.

"Y-You. . .You would tutor me?" He asked.

I nodded and gave my best smile. "Well, sure. It would help me remember the material better and you would get a taste of what taking college classes are like. I'm sure your experience would be different from an early two thousands college student since it's all online, but I can still show you. What do you say?"

Ze seemed hesitant to accept my offer, but then they suddenly smiled. "Thank you, Anise. If you don't mind, I would like to sort of take classes with you."

I was actually excited to have Danton become a student just like me. I could tell that our bond will grow over this and it would make him happier over time. Ze was just lucky that they didn't have to take midterms and finals like I did. That was, unless ze wanted me to make up tests for zir to take. "That's all the questions I have for now. Thank you for answering them all, Danton. Sh-Should we return to our date now?"

"O-Oh. That's right. Our d-date. . ." Ze picked up the book again and opened it up in zir lap. I scooted a little closer to read the words on the page, my cheeks growing warm again. A tinge of pink was on Danton's own cheeks.

"Y-You can scoot in c-closer. I-I don't mind. . ." Ze stammered. It was difficult trying to read the second page from my position. So, with hot cheeks, I sat closer to Danton, our shoulders more than just grazing occasionally. Zir cold temperature rose to mine, sharing the same warmth that was honestly quite comforting after a while.

As we read together, the awkwardness between us faded. I could feel my face cool, but my heart still skipped a beat every time ze turned the page. Still, it was nice to sit and read with zir. Sitting under the fairy lights and blankets, exchanging the warmth between us, reading a romance novel in silence. It was actually pretty romantic.

We eventually heard the dinner bell which grabbed our attention. Danton stood and put a bookmark within the book, closing it shut right after. I stretched and gave zir a smile. "Shall we head to dinner then?"

Without stammering, ze answered my question, pulling another book from their collection to read at the dinner table. "Yes. Thank you for reading with me. I hope we can read again soon."

"Of course. I had a nice time." I replied. I wouldn't mind another reading date with Danton, but I could imagine that our next date would be a study date.

I felt my face grow a little red once more. I could hardly believe it. I was already thinking about my next date with Danton. There were still three more first dates to get through and I was already thinking about second dates!

Fun. I realized that I was finding these dates to be fun, so that's why I was looking forward to the next ones. I stood up from the floor and followed Danton out the door, further thinking about my next dates.

If all my dates were and were going to be this fun, I was going to have a hard time falling for a monster. ________________________________________________________________ Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

#writing #novel #romance #writeblr #reverse harem

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Davekat fic recs?

hrrmm wow i will have to think. ill probs just check my bookmarks which means i probably wont be able to think of many one chapter fics off the top of my head since i dont tend to bookmark them. also some that havent been updated in yrs i wont put here bcaus thats just frustrating unless theyre rlly notable and may come back i may not link them

also disclaimer that while im not super into smut so its unlikely im gonna recommend just porn fics, some may have some sexy times incidentally i suppose. also a lot of them are dave centric/dave POV bcaus hes my BOY

M.C. Escher that’s my favourite MC by Unda (COMPLETE) is a wild ride and long but i recommend for sure, very well written n thought out. also check out the other fics in the series bcaus if i recall correctly there are some other shorter fics that unda wrote to give some background or develop characters. but theyre also really great even stand-alone! its finished now and i followed it the whole time :0. cw for child abuse and death

Within, Without by reinkist (COMPLETE) i actually read a long time ago so i dont remember it so well. i do remember thinking it was pretty great tho, so i do recommend it. i should probably go back for a reread some time. its just a really good meteor fic that explores everything you’d want it to, and does that well, u kno? its like the fic that u wanted to exist but couldnt find. but here it is!

Doc Scratch’s School for Supernaturally Gifted Adolescents by medical (UNFINISHED AND RECENTLY UPDATED)is great, its like a multichapter magic/superhero au thing. its fun and characters in it are rlly well developed, like, i do enjoy a davekat fic which has a good and significant rose characterisation in there too. but theres some serious plot goin in in here too…. very exciting.

To Be Taken Care Of by shitstuck (COMPLETE)is good, its god some deep convos about troll v human culture and stuff, some rosemary too. bit of body horror but if i can handle it its not too bad. i just reread it lol. the epilogue changes the tone of things a bit n id be interested to know other peoples thoughts on that ;_;

Don’t Forget the Sun by Weevilo707 is rlly good but sadly NOT COMPLETE AND HASNT BEEN UPDATED IN AGES :@!! hope the authors doin ok (EDIT: APPARENTLY the author is not planning on updating this one again, but i still think its a good read :^) )

Book Covers by turntechGeneticist717 (COMPLETE) is rlly great also!! big recommend. dave is lookin after a babby dirk as his big brother in college. i havent read it in a while but i remember when it was updating being like !!!!!!!!!!!Aaa!! also there are others in the series so take a look :)

The Truth is in the Eyes by AcrylicMist (COMPLETE)is like a rlly mythological/fantasy interpretation of canon post game which is very cool????? like the world is sort of medieval or something but w the gods n magicky stuff. rlly interesting. , very dope again havent read it in a while and am running out of steam for ranting about fics but!! yea its sweet w an intriguing plot

The Eurydice Suite by callmearcturus (COMPLETE) !!!!!!!!!!! i love this fic so much like its bonkers n i just. its like an inception sort of inspired au and i have NEVER watched inception but im just super into the concept. its just. a rlly amazing well written fic w perfect pacing and characterisation like the plot is like a beautiful spider web where time flicks back and forth yet makes perfect sense. theres such a sense of atmosphere. ive reread it so many times. also!!1111111 i love the dave in it, and i love the strilondes family relationsy stuff!! i also feel like it ties everything up rlly nicely despite having like all the main characters in it p much. hell yeaaaa. its my fav by this author whos an AMAZING writer like they just DROP U IN to the world with so much confidence and drop context and background in at a perfect pace so ur never confused but always intrigued. but often i find the atmosphere in their fics almost TOO intense u know?? like i feel like i wake up in a ditch after reading one like wh,,h who am i?? i hate using this word but the writing is weirdly like… “sensual” which i think means the writing is great, rlly strong atmosphere but im not always 100% able to handle it. this one does not make me feel so dazed and its just.. yess

The Lucky Ones by daniomalley (COMPLETE) is another one i followed as it came out. a cool spacey au. sorry i cant think of anything else to say aaaa

Off Court by levvan (ON HIATUS?) is great tho strong themes of abuse from the start. not that none of the above have that if i havent said so uhhhh yea be wary of the tags i guess. but yes.

three rounds and a sound by skitpost (UNFINISHED AND RECENTLY UPDATED) is rlly great, like a magic school au. very excited to see whats gonna happen next :0

We’re All Friends & Family Here (And Frankly, We’re Sick Of Your Shit) byLandOfMistAndSecrets (COMPLETE) is TECHNICALLY a dirkjake fic but it has very cute little pastiches of other characters and the DK ones are very cute and well characterised

An Alien and a DJ Walk into a Bar (and Accidentally Start a Relationship) by Kadaaver (APPEARS TO BE ON HIATUS) i was p into when it was still updating. theres not actually MUCH relationship stuff yet if i recall correctly but still. good. and i enjoy the characterisation of dave being p socially anxious.

turntechGodhead is offline by forestknifefight (UNFINISHED AND RECENTLY UPDATED) well relatively recently. i like this one a lot! theres some good beta kid friendship and some good karkat.

Astronomy in Reverse by PunkZucchini, sicklekind (ON HIATUS>??????) cute + features BIGKAT is i recall correctly

Bring You Down by acedavestrider (COMPLETE) idk what to say about this but thats not a criticism. its just a legit cute fic that is good for the heart. human au, earth n whatever. karkat is a student nurse!! yeaa! thats kind of incidental but i like it

Survival of the Richest by ireallyloveicecream (HIATUS???) theres not a lot of it but im so intrigued. some kind of a fae/magic fairy folk kinda thing

Californian Son by LivTC (COMPLETE BUT THERES MORE IN THE SERIES WHICH I HOPE WILL CONTINUE TO BE UPDATED ETC ETC) !! ok this one is kind of sexy n angsty and daves a REAL DICK in it but it rlly well written and i rlly wanna know more jijhihihu

First Contact by yesfir (UNFINISHED AND RECENTLY UPDATED) !! its au but like idk scifi, humans having to make a deal with/coexist with trolls. space colonies!! this one is great… good character development and plot… does that great thing of pacing the revelations of the plot rlly gradually so ur like ! somethings happening here and i must know more!!!

Feathered by AlloftheFandom (UNFINISHED, RECENTLY UPDATED) this ones exciting :3 karkat has only just been introduced to it. its like a magicky world w a bit of mild body horror so far. some good strilondes also… has anyone noticed that i need strilonde family relations in a fic i love….

Soulmates by egossweetheart (UNFINISHED (fairly..?) RECENTLY UPDATED) this is a souleater au which i dont know a lot about??? but its cool, i am suitably intrigued. bit of body horror. idk as always check the tags. idek why im bothering to specify that. anyways,

Vladimir and Estragon Cope with Their Trauma by Volo (UNFINISHED RECENTLY UPDATED ETC) afterlife au. so yea TW death. im into it tho

The Importance of Being Karkat by choicescarfsylveon (UNFINISHED RECENTLY UPDATED ETC) karkat has a radioshow, dave is kind of a dick. some parts of that change. i wont spoil which. theres something deeper goin on too…….. mysterios….

anyways here are some fics that i think are cool. sorry it took ages i just wanted to give it a good effort ukno?? its not an exhaustive list but its what i found. thanks to all these authors and hey, while we’re at it, all fanfic authors!! good work and i hope u all know how appreciated it is. anyways i have a headache so i guess ill finish this up. peace!

#davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #homestuck #fanfiction #dave #karkat #ask #long post

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1, 2, 4, 5, 8, 12, 17, 24 and 33. ✨

1. if you were to have Hanahaki disease, what flowers would you cough up? this is a hard question because i don’t have unrequited feelings for anyone. 2. if someone were to catch Hanahaki disease for you, what flowers would they cough up? forget-me-nots or lilies or pink roses (i’m sorry about the thorns). 4. tell us about your ideal battle outfit. a super cool dress that’s really short in the front and long in the back. it’s shining and a bit glittery, either all red or in purple and pink shades. there are wings attached to the back, they’re kind of transparent with lilac or blueish hue. thigh-high socks/stay-ups with garters and a garter belt (not sure about the colour). bloody mouth and fangs. hair on pigtails. 5. what would you be a god/goddess of and what would people sacrifice to you? a goddess of the lost/mistreated/wounded/misfit, people would sacrifice babie.... no no, I don’t really want them to sacrifice anything. maybe milk teeth or band-aids. 8. what combination of natural scents would you use as perfume? blood, vanilla, soil, moss, rose, tears 12. honey in milk or cinnamon in tea? don’t drink milk so cinnamon in tea 17. of all the fantasy races to ever exist, which one would you be? nymph/elf 24. mint, rosemary, basil or sage? mint and sage 33. if you were a fairy, what color would your wings be? i’ve heard they are very light blue and transparent, glowing. i could add rainbow shades.. finally answered these, thank u so much for asking! <3 c:

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keinart · 6 years

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Cinque, Rue, and Magic - Update 21/05/18

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Here are the two characters profiles for Cinque and Rue. I’ve updated also the website with them, now only two characters left! We should get them soon but remember to follow Naguri’s Twitch Channel to find out before anyone when she works on them or simply join our Discord to be sure you don’t miss anything.

For this week I will talk a bit about magic. In my previous update I mentioned the context for the city of Maya, and one of the particular aspects of this game is that magic exists, but with their own rules.

Lotus Reverie is presented in low-fantasy modern setting, very close to our own current world but with small details that create a difference. The first one is magic.

Magic is directly inspired by how auras work in Hinduism. Auras in this world can become visible, and they are very real. They constitute the most basic element of reality, from what all matter and nature comes from, and life itself too.

For humans auras however have one particurality: they change according to their own conscience. Humans mood or condition influence directly their auras changing their colors or their abilities. Every human has an aura and with enough training they can control them, by controlling their auras is how they can use magic.

Since auras are the basis for all that exists, they can also modify reality or even create new elements or objects. To do so, humans need to be able to visualize what they want to create or change, understand it even if it’s just in a intuitive way, and finally, manipulate that change inside their aura influence. This is how they can use magic.

So for example if you were able to visualize a bowl full of macaroni on the palm of your hand, understand how macaroni and the bowl are composed, then manipulate your aura to create that macaroni, you would be able to immediately have those macaroni out of nothing ready to eat, by only changing your aura.

Yeah I’m hungry sorry for the example.

The point is while all of this sound pretty convenient, the way the body generates aura is no different to any other part in your body. Aura is not different to how hair grows in your head, or your nails keep getting longer. For aura and magic in particular it means it consumes a lot of stamina. So at the end creating some pasta to eat is not a good idea since it consumes more energy than what you get by eating it. Also, generally creating any kind of item via magic is really hard, and magic is usually used to modify reality instead. In a nutshell, it is easier and better to transform wheat into macaroni than just transforming your entire aura into macaroni directly, basically.

I’m still hungry...

Anyways only a few real good magicians are able to create complex items directly from their auras, and their ability to understand and optimize the composition of their creations make it possible for them to do so without consuming too much stamina.

One example? Rosemary. She’s a famous scientist and a genius that is able to create practically anything without almost effort using her magic, making her a valious asset within the castle... or well, that’s what everyone says...

Until next update! I will start talking about characters in more detail. I’ll probably open a vote about who do you want to hear about in Twitter. Check it out!

And now I’ll go grab some spaghetti. I know, I’m unpredictable.

ESPAÑOL:

Aquí están las fichas de los dos nuevos personajes: Cinque y Rue. He actualizado la web con ellos, y ahora todo lo que quedan son otros dos personajes para terminar de tenerlos a todos. Los podrás conocer dentro de poco pero recuerda que puedes seguir el canal de Twitch de Naguri para verlo antes que nadie o puedes simplemente unirte a nuestro Discord para asegurarte que te enteras de todo antes que nadie.

Esta semana voy a hablar un poco sobre magia. En mi actualización anterior hablé sobre el contexto que rodea a la ciudad de Maya, y uno de los aspectos más particulares del juego es que la magia existe, pero con sus propias reglas.

Lotus Reverie es lo que comúnmente se llama como Baja fantasía en un escenario contemporáneo. Muy parecido a nuestro mundo real, pero con pequeñas diferencias. Una de ellas es la magia.

La magia está directamente inspirada por cómo las auras funcionan en el Hinduismo. Auras en este mundo se pueden hacer visibles, son muy reales. Tanto que constituyen el elemento básico del que se crea toda la materia, la naturaleza, y la propia vida.

Para los seres humanos sin embargo las auras tienen una particularidad: pueden cambiar de acuerdo a su propia consciencia. El estado de ánimo o su condición puede hacer que sus auras cambien tanto en su color como en sus habilidades. Cada humano tiene un aura y con suficiente entrenamiento pueden controlarlas, y haciéndolo es como pueden usar magia.

Ya que las auras son la base de todo aquello que existe, también sirven para modificar la realidad o incluso crear nuevos elementos u objetos. Para hacerlo, los humanos tienen que ser capaz de visualizar aquello que quieren crear o cambiar, entenderlo aunque sea de una forma intuitiva, y finalmente realizar dichos cambios dentro de la influencia de su aura. Así es como usan magia.

Así que si por ejemplo si tú fueras capaz de visualizar un plato lleno de macarrones en la palma de tu mano, entender de qué están hechos los macarrones y el plato, y además pudieras manipular tu aura para crear esos macarrones, serías capaz de hacer aparecer macarrones en tu mano listos para comer. Qué aproveche.

Sí tengo hambre, siento el ejemplo.

El caso es que aunque todo esto suena muy conveniente, la forma en la que el cuerpo genera aura no es distinta a como funciona en el resto de tu cuerpo. No es distinto a cómo el pelo crece en tu cabeza o las uñas de tus manos. Necesitas energía para poder mantener ese aura y hacer magia, y en siguiendo el ejemplo al final perderías mucha más energía creando los macarrones que comiendolos. Por si fuera poco crear objetos de cualquier tipo con magia es realmente difícil, y lo que se suele hacer es modificar la realidad. Vamos, que es mucho más fácil transformar el trigo en macarrones que intentar transformar tu aura directamente en macarrones, para que nos entendamos.

Ah... tengo hambre...

Sólo unos pocos magos son capaces de crear objetos complejos a partir de sus auras, y su habilidad de comprender y optimizar la composición de dichas creaciones es lo que les permite hacerlo sin gastar demasiada energía.

¿Un ejemplo? Rosemary. Es una famosa científica y una genio que es capaz de crear cualquier cosa sin apenas esfuerzo gracias a su magia, lo que la vuelve un miembro importante dentro del castillo... o al menos eso es lo que dicen todos...

¡Hasta la próxima! Intentaré hablar de los personajes en más detalle a partir de la siguiente actualización así que pasaros por el Twitter donde pondré dentro de poco alguna que otra encuesta para que votéis a ver de quién queréis saber más.

Y ahora a tomarme unos espaguetis. Soy un un rebelde, lo sé.

#visual novel #update #novela visual #vndev #gamedev #dev #games #game dev #game development #videojuegos #juegos #video game #indie

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can you please do a part two to the stan x bill one shot you did , about them having a sleepover , but this time it's when they wake up in the morning ?

sure!!! here you go. the first chapter of this is here for newcomers.

@steven-hairrington helped write this!!! thank u ely ilysm

Light, clean and soft and pure, streamed in the window. It was a pale yellow, almost white, and it was almost wavy in how wavery it as when the leaves passed over it. It- the light- was partially dampened by linen curtains, crisp and weightless and wonderful, but it somehow still filtered through in a white haze that seemed to burn Stanley Uris’s eyelids.

The small boy shifted in his boyfriend’s arms, flipping himself away from the streaming sun and burying his nose in Bill’s chest. “Make it stop,” he grumbled, balling a half-asleep fist into Bill’s shirt. “I don’t like it, make it stop.”

“Can’t stop the sun, babe,” Bill said soothingly, rubbing his back and kissing the tip of his nose.

Bill and Stan were always touchiest in the mornings.

“You can fight it with thicker curtains,” Stan protested, burrowing himself deeper into Bill’s arms. “You should get on that.”

Bill huffed, and within seconds he was slipping out of the bed (Stan felt like all of the warmth in the world had been ripped from his arms) and drawing the curtains open. The room became blindingly bright. Stan grabbed a pillow and threw it over his head.

“Not fair!”

“Very f-fair,” Bill shook his shoulder. “G-get up, Stanley.”

Stan rolled his eyes beneath the pillow. Really, now that Bill was up, there was no point in staying in bed—but the sheets smelt just like him, and it was so warm…

“S-Stan.”

Stanley lifted his head from his pillow, groaning, “oh my GOD, WHAT, Bill.”

Bill smiled charmingly at his boyfriend, and extended a hand. “Buh-br-breakfast.”

The dark-haired boy groaned again, taking the hand and letting himself get pulled up.

“Ah-ah-attaboy,” Bill grinned. “Luh-let’s go cuh-c-cook.”

Stan frowned. He hated cooking. He hated eating in general- it was gross and messy and he had better things to do- but he’d do it for Bill in this sleepy state. So he got up and he let Bill pull him downstairs in full bedhead, and he set to work getting stuff out for eggs and turkey bacon.

“Aw, yuh-y-your healthy buh-b-bacon again?” Bill teased, wrapping his arms around Stan’s small waist as he looked around the fridge for the food. Stan was shivering, for he’d never been able to stand up to temperatures, and Bill just hugged him tighter, smiling into his shoulder.

“You KNOW that I don’t even eat regular bacon,” Stan grumbled, taking the pack out and throwing it on the kitchen island before getting the eggs out and placing them down with a little more care. “Shut up.”

Bill smiled and buried his nose into the crook of Stan’s neck, feeling the little curls from Stan’s grown out mop brush his ear. He inhaled and smelled Stan’s dry shampoo and his deodorant and the smell of campfire smoke on his clothes from another birdwatching trip with his father, mingled with sharp crisp pine and rosemary. He smelled intoxicating. “I knuh-know. I just wuh-was giving you a huh-h-hard time.” Stan shied away from Bill’s investigating nose.

“Don’t SNIFF me, you weirdo,” he said loudly, at which Bill broke into peals of laughter. The phrase was just so funny and cute coming from a guy wearing the bottoms to a certainly matching set of silk pajamas and a white t-shirt with a big, fluffy mass of grown-out curls atop his head. You had to laugh.

“S-s-sorry, Stanny,” Bill said when he finally calmed down. “You’re juh-huh-hust… So f-f-funny. Like the suh-hubtitles in a weh-w-w-w-”

“-Western,” Stan finished. ‘But westerns aren’t very funny, Bill, are they?”

“They can be funny,” Bill protested. Stan rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, when you make fun of them, I guess.”

Bill huffed, though it was obvious enough that he was only feigning his annoyance. He made a show of bitterly eating his bacon, to which Stan spitefully bit off a chunk of his own healthy strip. They finished breakfast with small talk after that, trading easy, back and forth exchanges which seemed to spark into existence and then float away.

After a little while, they still remained at the table, each with a mug of coffee. Stan flipped through the funnies in the paper while Bill read the obits.

“Why do you do that?”

“D-Do what?” Bill looked up from the page he’d been scanning.

“Read those.”

“T-The obits? I don’t know, I juh-just do.” Bill shrugged. “Why?”

“It’s… Weird. Like you’re always expecting someone we know to wind up dead, or something.”

“That’s n-n-not why,” Bill didn’t bother looking up. He sipped his coffee, and Stan watched the steam curl up from the dark liquid and fade away. “I guess I read them because no one else does. K-Kind of like a tribute, you know?”

“I guess,” Stan nodded, and he set his own newspaper down. He was looking out the window again, at where his family’s bird feeders were, and before long he was up out of his seat and right next to the glass pane above the sink, watching the birds carefully. There, in the sunlight, he looked almost ethereal- no, he did look ethereal. The sun was lighting a halo in his dark curls, and it backlit his slim frame, making him look even more statuesque. Even in his pajamas he was beautiful. “I’d rather just go to a memorial than read about it, though.”

“That’s duh-d-dark,” Bill accused, and suddenly Stan felt arms wrapping around his waist and a head on his shoulder.

Ignoring Bill, Stan began to hum to ‘Put Your Head On My Shoulder’ by Paul Anka and swayed to and fro. Bill moved with him, making a show of putting his foot down hard at every tilt as they looked out the window together.

“YOU’RE dark,” Stan finally answered, and Bill snorted.

“Thuh-that all you got, Stanley?”

“Hmmm… yes.” Stan turned around, abruptly stopping the humming and shaking bill’s hands off of him. He wasted no time, putting hands on either side of Bill’s face and kissing him deeply. He had to go on his tiptoes a little, a reminder Stan of how much taller Bill had gotten since they were just kids, but he managed it with grace and leaned forward until Bill was gripping the side of the counter to keep from falling over. He broke away for a moment, before Stan kissed him again, and then again, before finally pulling off with a slight ‘pop!’ as Bill’s lips broke away from him. The whole thing, though it seemed as if it should have been messy, had been gentle and graceful and almost silent. Just the way Stan liked most things.

“Wuh-w-what was that for?” Bill asked, surprised at Stan’s impulsiveness, watching Stan’s hands play with the hem of his nightshirt closely. Stan smiled shyly, once again looking like the blushing fourteen year old Bill had asked out three years ago.

“Making sure you won’t forget about me, stud.”

Bill’s smile flickered, but it returned as quick as it was gone and he pulled Stan as tight to him as possible. He pressed their foreheads together, locking their hands as he did so, and looked lovingly into Stan’s eyes. He could see the pain there, the regret Stan still had, and all the fear that’d been put there for as long as Stan could probably remember, and he felt sure in what he said next.

“Stanley Uris, don’t even think for a second I’d ever forget you.”

Stan believed it.

But he shouldn’t have.

Another excerpt, from Stanley Uris’s journal, circa 1985, written around 4 days before his suicide:

‘It’s funny, you know- I’ve never been one for dreams. I almost never get them, nothing like the nightmares I know I had as a kid, anyway, and the ones I do get are always fragmented, and I remember them perfectly. I’ve had three just in the last week. Patty says you dream all night but only remember something like 30% of them, and maybe that’s true, but I don’t really believe it. I haven’t believed anything in awhile. I keep having this one.

I’m always in a boy’s room. It looks like the one I had as a kid, but smaller and messier, and it has pictures all over, of this teenage boy and this littler one. I’m not a sibling, so it isn’t my room, but I feel so comfortable in it… It’s strange, it feels like it’s really my room, but not. Like a partner’s room, sort of, you know?

And this teenage boy, he’s sitting on the bed. Every time. I’m not going to lie to you, this boy isn’t bad looking. He looks like he plays sports of some kind, he’s got a beautiful face and body, the kind you always wanted in college and never got. And he looks like he just stopped crying. So I always walk up to him, and when i look down at myself, I’m holding suitcases that’re really heavy, but I’m bringing them into this boys room, for some reason? And I’ve gotten a glimpse of myself in the mirror he has, it’s definitely me, I look just like I did. God, I was skinny. And short. Well I’m still short, but still, you get it.

And I always say something along the lines of guessing this is goodbye, and he just breaks down in tears. It sounds like his brother just died, or something, and he just takes me in his arms and keeps sobbing into my shoulder. I can feel it on my shirt, even after I wake up. And I always say that I guess so too, and I comfort him as he cries in the dream, and then suddenly I just… Wake up. Right as he’s about to say something.

I think he was calling me a nickname. It sounds like Sedanley. And I always wake up thinking, ‘love you too, Billuick’. What the fuck does that even mean?

What’s happening to me? Please, I’m serious, I feel like I’m going crazy. This dream is all I can think about. Who is this boy?

Why do I feel like I love him?

I suppose I’ll figure it out eventually.

Atlanta, September 1985′

An excerpt from Mike Hanlon’s journal, circa 1986, a year and a half after the Losers left Derry for the last time:

‘…but Stan’s last note in his journal, the second to last thing he ever wrote, on a separate page of this journal, is interesting to note, actually. It’s so shaky and messy I could barely read it, so I can only assume it was written while Stan waited for the bath to run. There appears to be something about a Richie as well, something about congratulating him, but it was crossed out and replaced with this.

It says, ‘tell Bill I loved his books’.

All I can say is, Stanley, why couldn’t you come and tell him yourself?’

#stan uris #bill denbrough #mike hanlon #(ment)#stanny.txt #it #stenbrough #usersalem

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Sleep, reverie, post, stories, home?

sleep: what is the most comforting thing at night time for you?

When I have time to stay up late and write, the glowing lights of the buildings around me contrast with the shadowy hillsides, and I know over the ridge and across a mountain the rest of Hong Kong shines like Coruscant and does not sleep. The sounds of taxis and cars don’t ever quite stop during the night; it is quiet, and yet not. I love that world of sound and light.

reverie: think of somewhere otherworldly u wish to be within, what is it like there?

I jump across time in my favourite imaginary world. It operates somewhat like Syzygy, but across time instead of universes; in that existence, I am able to offer guidance and comfort to those in need. In this universe, I have stepped from Alderaan into General Leia’s conference room, and handed her the first cup of Alderaanian tea she has tasted in forty years; I have stood behind a translucent portal and spoken of Palpatine’s defeat to his face. I am able to bring Obi-Wan Sapir, and remind a young Anakin of what can be found in the Force; characters can see each other again, if they look into the past. It changes a lot of the storyline, but if I ever managed to put it into writing I could take a Jedi (perhaps Obi-Wan) and let them jump across timelines to save the galaxy.

posy: your favorite herbs?

Hmm. I don’t think about herbs, much, because as much as I like rosemary and thyme and all these other herbs, I also grew up on Cantonese cuisine, which stresses simple, clean tastes based off fresh ingredients. Our soups are actually concentrated broths - imagine all the goodness of a good piece of pork, boiled soft in carrots, lotus roots, mushrooms, dried oysters and squid - okay sorry, the foodie part of me has surfaced - but I will say my favourite tea. My favourite tea is a beautiful Yangshuo green - it comes out vivid light green, but I haven’t been able to get my hands on it for a few years.

stories: books you remember from your childhood?

The Airborn series by Kenneth Oppel - Steampunk at its best. You’ll fall in love with the dynamic of the main characters in the first book and the world by the second. The last book is a masterpiece of imagination.

The Alex Rider series, Anthony Horowitz - seldom does a series with a fourteen-year-old protagonist get so much love from such a wide audience - but Horowitz has never glamourised the life of a teenage boy thrust into the world of espionage. Alex starts off extraordinarily good at his job, given his upbringing, but as the series progresses you forget he is fourteen. His experiences burn the youth out of him. I maintain that the last chapter of Scorpia (the fifth book, I think) is the most gorgeous piece of war/espionage/contract-killer fiction I’ve ever read. I’ve written fanfic for this series - simply because it has to be written about.

home: in what type of environment do you feel most safe?

I have the privilege of living in a city so densely populated it is generally accepted that you can go almost anywhere, even later at night, and still be safe. But at home, when everyone is here, and we eatas a family - I find myself most grateful to God for the safety and security we have.

@zannatinuviel thanks for the monster of an ask!

Send me a fantasy-themed ask?

#replies #zanna #personal

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lesliepng · 6 years

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5th October embarked the remarkably memorable trip of mine, 10547.64km away from home to the beautiful city of London.

I was excited yet nervous as it was my first time ever traveling so far.

I know most of you have been to London and I don’t think there’s any point of me to do a ‘London City Guide’, moreover you can find it everywhere like Monocle. So here I’m to share my experience in London with all my photos.

Day 1

It was about 15oC when we touched down at Heathrow airport and the first thing I saw was these adorable little cabs queuing by the roadside. Honestly, I wish the amount of photos that I’m gonna show u would not bore you to death.

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First thing first, checked in to our hotel at Mercure London Bridge with the nearest Southwark underground station.

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Mercure London Bridge is just a walking distance away from the famous Borough Market. As we were starving by the time we were done loading our luggage in the rooms, it’s FOOD time!! no place in mind and then we saw this restaurant at Borough Market called Roast. Second floored restaurant that was surprisingly spacious that serves decent lunch.

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Seriously?! Literally every corner is photo-worthy.

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So we spent half of our first day strolling around the city especially at Oxford Circus & Regent Street. I got a lil too excited to see so many double deckers around:P

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and of course one of my favourite coffee spot cause of their pretty papercup! haha

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St. Paul Cathedral is one of the famous cathedral in London that has been dominating the skyline of London for over 300 years. The entrance fee to enter St Paul cathedral was around £16 to £18 if not mistaken.

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Aha!! The mandatory shots with the red telephone booth. Sadly this phone booth smelled so badly. Look at that fake smile hahaha.

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Then we explored to an area called Marylebone where we were looking for Monocle cafe.

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Monocle cafe checked!

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Day 2

This was my favourite little corner of the hotel’s restaurant where I got my daily dose of delicious croissants for 4 days.

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Off to the British Museum (free entry) on the 2nd day and look at this Theatre Kiosk!!!

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British Museum is among the largest with most comprehensive existence of collections originate from all continents and was established in the year of 1753.

After our visit to the museum, we made our way to meet our lovely Brian Neo who recently just moved to London for his degree.

First thing first, FISH & CHIPS!!!

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So we went back to Borough Market again as Google showed us one of the famous Fish!Kitchen was located there.

We actually made a reservation to dine in but the prices between dining in and taking away was £10 difference! Hehe of course we chose the cheap option and ate outside of the shop as almost everyone did. 😛

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Are all florists in London so pretty??!!

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Gotcha! Our Brian Neo was doing his thanggg and hi stranger you fit into the yellow very well.

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Here comes the Tower Bridge!!! Sadly the weather was gloomy but still it was quite a scene comparing between looking at it with my own eyes and over a picture or screen.

Ehhe the mandatory shot with the bridge

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I could spend all day sitting by the river, sipping draught beer and looking at all the beautiful people and feeling the Autumn breeze.

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We walked across the bridge and headed to Chinatown then looked for our dinner restaurant which was…..

HONEST BURGER!!!

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I’ve ordered the signature Honest burger that came with beef patty, red onion relish, smoked bacon, cheddar, pickled cucumber and lettuce with rosemary salted chips which costs £10.95.

and then heavy poured right after our dinner duhhh!!:((( So we had to rushed back to our hotel and got some rest for the 3rd day!

Day 3

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It was a very exciting 3rd day as the sun was out!!

I put on my favourite pink Adidas sweater for the day and headed to meet Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts. Haha as in Notting Hill!

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Oh these little corners, I’ll just let the photos speak for themselves.

This is what I’m talking about! The colourful houses at Notting Hill where the movie “Notting Hill” was shot at.

After that we took the bus to Hyde Park which was one of my favourite places to go in London.

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Can you feel the Gossip Girls in Autumn? Hahahaha. Of all the fallen leaves and cooling air, I wished I did not have to leave.

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I didn’t know if it was because of the cold or what, we got hungry real easy. We headed to Kingly Court near Oxford Circus looking for Dirty Bones after Hyde Park, but sadly it was closed.

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Did my pizza tempt you a lil? Yeh we ended up having pizza at Pizza Pilgrims. I really love the overall ambience at Kingly Court cause I felt like I was instantly kept away from the hassle that was happening out of this area.

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After our late lunch, we headed to London Eye and Big Ben and the saddest thing was…

Big Ben was on it’s last year (3rd year) of renovation and this was the only thing we could see!!!!! 😦

Anyways, that area was packed af and we quickly made out way across the bridge towards London Eye.

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Lucky shot of this adorable little boy feeding the seagulls.

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Never skipped getting a gelato while you are at the merry-go-round!! Perhaps some popcorn too 😛

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Day 4

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Made it to the famous Monmouth cafe near Borough Market the next morning with high expectation but their service disappointed me though. I do love their interior as they utilized mostly wooden furniture and decent coffee too.

Hi old version of double decker!

Hi Paul patisserie

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and hi you two little snugglers

and the pretty pink cab and trench coat

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We had a reservation at The Diamond Jubilee Tea Salon @ Fortnum & Mason which I highly recommend for high tea.

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Approximately £45 for a set of high tea that consist of 9 refillable items and various choices of tea. Refillable, that sounds attractive huh hahaha. Anyways, prior booking is advisable as it’s always packed.

Our only photo with Neo Neo before he left to Portsmouth the next day.

Day 5

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Here comes our last day in London and we spent the day wandering around Shoreditch and was introduced by William to this cafe called Franze & Evans, a down-to-earth neighborhood cafe that serves decent coffee and croissant.

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Came upon the Brick Lane Market after that.

and a lot of unique little shops. I realised that almost every individual shop does visual merchandising!

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Walked pass this old school Gentlemens Saloon

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or perhaps a family bonding session

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I couldn’t get over with all the pretty flowers in London

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Ok this was another favourite corner of mine in London, Neal’s Yard at Covent Garden.

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It is a small triangular kinda space surrounded by all the hipster restaurants and cafes.

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Time for the last fish & chips before we left London the next day. We came to this restaurant called Rock & Sole Plaice. This restaurant has been here since 1871 and still serving amazing fish & chips!

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Then we went back to the Regent Street again to shop for a lil more and stumbled into this rustic homey espresso bar by Jack Wills. What a lovely space.

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Sorry for another photo of the florist but I’m trying to express some sadness through this picture where the two of them walked away from each other as though I was walking away from this beautiful city on the last day. :(((((

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Managed to get my postcards posted to my family on the last day

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So before we headed to the Wicked show, we went window shopping at Harrods. However, we were in the mall for less than 30 mins as everything in there was toooo expensive to afford!

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At last, we ended our beautiful day with the best show, Wicked.

London has been amazing to us and truly an eye-opening trip ever. Til we meet again.

Oh stay tuned to my video soon!

Virgin Trip to London 5th October embarked the remarkably memorable trip of mine, 10547.64km away from home to the beautiful city of London.

#autumn #autumnseason #feature #features #Lifestyle #london #travel #traveling #travelling #travellondon #travelogue #visitlondon

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