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I had this ad cut out and taped on my bedroom wall, along with every newspaper and magazine clipping I could get my hands on. @striving4mikey and @bunburyahoy saw it and can confirm.

2008 newspaper ad for Twilight.

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fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.

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You've shared so many wonderful things this year, and I just want you to know that it always means so much to me that I get to enjoy it. Your fics, your playlists, your headcanons, all of it has been pure joy for me to see. In 2025, I want only good and amazing things for you because that is what you give to so many others. Sending you all the love and sparkly magic I am capable of!!

I haven't been on this site in months but THANK YOU

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As someone who has read and enjoyed works of yours, it was not all for nothing ❤️

Hobbies come and go, and that’s okay, but the act of creating itself or doing something that you enjoy is never pointless. And you’ve created things that brought people joy! That’s a lovely thing

And stepping away from things or hobbies when they’re not bringing you joy is just as important. Looking out for yourself is the most important thing

Wishing you the best ✨

This message helped me the past few weeks anon. Whoever you are, I love you.

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Happy New Year! I wanted to let you know I think you are the coolest. I also love love love your writing and creativity, as well as all the goodness you bring to the fandom. I appreciate you so much and I'm glad to know you!

Answering this late, but thank you anon

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Biscuits

Nyx didn’t have much of an idea of just how long he had been laying there. He wasn’t aware of anything. Not his limbs, or his wings. Not of the bed beneath him, or his room at the House of the Wind that he had escaped to. He certainly didn’t register his feelings. Nyx just lay there numbly, staring at the blank wall before him. The sun had begun to set and the last vestiges of light crawled back behind the heavy curtains that he had drawn shut. Perhaps he had slept, he couldn’t be too sure. He was so tired. The moods crept on him slowly the past several weeks. He was angry at first, lashing out at everyone about silly things, getting into stupid arguments with his father. Then the anger twisted into anxiety and sadness, suddenly. Panic balled itself up into sobs in his chest that threatened to release at any time, which they did when he was alone in his room. 

Tired of his mother asking him constantly what was wrong, Nyx found the sadness gone one day, like a soap bubble popping. Instead, a buzzing numbness had settled into his head and chest. Letters from his Day Court cousins sat unopened on his desk, he couldn’t seem to stomach their happiness and he had stopped writing all together.  He had slogged through the past several days in a blur, but today his father confronted him about his countenance. Nyx sat and stared blankly at the wall as his father lectured him. When it was over, he got up and flew to the House without a word. The afternoon sun was still high, and he dragged his body towards his room at the back of the house. If anyone knew he was there, they hadn’t disturbed him. 

The trim moulding along the ceiling didn’t move as Nyx stared at it. Somewhere, very far away, the door behind him creaked. Nyx squeezed his eyes shut, pretending to sleep so whoever it was would leave him alone. 

Something soft landed on the bed, while the smell of chocolate and the sounds of soft breathing crept towards him. The bedside lamp flicked on. Bracing himself, Nyx cracked one eye open. Ori, his four year old cousin, stood in front of him with a soggy chocolate-chip scone in her hand and a concerned look on her face. Her cat, Pudding crept down from his shoulder, his green eyes wide. 

“How did you know I was here?” Nyx mumbled. 

“House told me,” Ori climbed her way up onto the bed with one hand, crumbs scattering all over the duvet as she sat in front of him. “What’s wrong, Nyxie?” her voice was hushed. 

“Dunno, just sad I guess. House talks?” 

Ori nodded, “House said you went in your room. I got you somefing to eat ‘cause you missed dinner.” she held out the scone, misshapen and melted in her stubby fingers.

 Nyx wasn’t hungry, he hadn’t eaten much in days, but he ate the scone anyway. It made Ori happy. He reached over her, gulping down the water that the House had now provided. 

"Does anyone else know I'm here," Nyx asked.

"Mama knows, but Papa doesn't yet. Mama will tell him in a little bit. Why are you sad?” Ori asked, her owlish blue eyes were soft and riddled with concern he didn’t deserve, “Are you in trouble?” 

Nyx shook his head as he sunk lower into himself, curling his wings behind him and drawing up his knees. “I’m not sure,” he repeated, “it just came one day and hasn’t really gone away.” 

“Mama calls them down days, she says they come and you gotta be ready,” Ori nodded sagely, “lots of sleep and treats. And a baff, to get the sadness off." She checked off an invisible list, like a little winged librarian. 

Nyx gave a half hearted laugh which turned into a sputter of surprise as Pudding began to work and knead his paws into Nyx’s stomach. “What are you doing?” he mumbled, scratching the fluffy cat under his chin. 

“Makin’ biscuits!” Ori giggled, “he’s trying to get comfy. Scoot over, I wanna get comfy too.” 

Nyx moved as Ori wiggled her way next to him, grabbing his hand tight. “I’m sorry you’re sad, I hope you feel happy soon.” 

“Me too,” Nyx swallowed a lump of tears back into his throat, but they escaped out of his eyes anyway. He began to sob softly, and Ori reached out her hands and roughly wiped away the tears on his cheek and hugged him, while Pudding curled up between them and purred.  The vibrations and hug began to calm him.

“Love you Nyxie,” she whispered, as she grabbed his hand tightly. “It will be a happy day soon.” 

“Love you too, Ori.” and sleep took them both into its embrace.

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Kinda miss my next gen kiddos.

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the rapture of marge simpson

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🎁GIFts🎁 Rupert Campbell-Black in every episode of Rivals

for @castle-of-ruin 💕

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Fuck this year. It was possibly the worst I’ve had in my life. That’s not an exaggeration.

I can’t sit here and pretend that 2025 will be any better. Maybe it will be worse, who fucking knows? But, I have to take solace in the fact I made it out of this year. I made it out alive and that has to count for something.

You made it too. Whatever it is you went through this year, you made it out. And I truly hope next year we can make it through together.

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Thank you @acourtofkindness

It’s not only phenomenal fics that these four have in common but also a heart and soul of pure gold, filled with nothing but kindness, joy and talent. Thank you for all the art you create with your words, we are so lucky to have you all!

Here are just a few of their stories, but I highly recommend exploring all of their works!

A Touch of Christmas (Elucien, @wilde-knight) Sweet Nothing (Elucien, @wilde-knight)

Beyond (Helion x Loa, @areyoudreaminof) A Symphony of Crickets (Elucien, @areyoudreaminof)

Tracing Through a Day Dream (Elucien, @thelovelymadone) To Pretty to Be Burned (Azris, @thelovelymadone)

Till the Darkness Dies (Nessian, @lucienarcheron) Heading Straight to You (Elucien, @lucienarcheron)

*divider by tsunami-of-tears

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Are you super touched starved but hate physical contact?

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Y’all know what day it is!!!

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Rivals (2024 - ) Season 1 Episode 8

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"you are one of gods strongest soldiers" i say, not even believing in either of those institutions