#Passages secrets

[bdqg]

Passages secrets : Trompe-l'oeil

Venez rire et pleurer comme dans un épisode de Rémi sans famille avec la nouvelle BD d'Axelle Lenoir !

Vous êtes pas écœurés de mourir, bande de caves ? Cette phrase de Claude Péloquin reste gravée dans la conscience collective et elle résonne en nous le moment opportun. On en détourne peut-être le sens initial, mais parfois ça concorde avec notre état d’esprit. Quand on s’y arrête deux minutes, c’est vraiment freakant de penser qu’on existe sur une planète qui spin à toute allure dans le cosmos…

[lazycranberrydoodles]

english translation book 5 baby we are in the ‘people assuming kid form hua cheng is xie lian’s son’ era 🔥🔥🔥 / follow for more hualian silliness

[monica-teresa-bordignon]

[it-happened-one-fic]

Might've Walked Slower - Floyd

Author Notes: So, I was actually planning on posting a different fic today, but then the Stitch even came out today so I decided Floyd would get a fic posted today instead. I've actually had this written for a little bit, but it's been undergoing polishing and gathering dust in my google docs. I had fun writing and working on this one, though I have to admit it really doesn't have any specific source of inspiration beyond NRC having an old building and me wondering if there were secret passageways. As per usual, reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ sfw/ fluff/ flirtation

Word count: 1685

It started the same way a great many things at NRC seemed to start. With a task from Crowley.

To be fair, this task wasn’t particularly difficult or even that annoying. It was just returning some books to the school library for him.

The only trouble came in the form of a bored Floyd Leech, who was currently lurking in the library for unknown reasons. Luckily, Floyd had thus far opted to sit and boredly watch as you shelved books once he’d discovered your presence didn’t mean anything exciting.

But nothing could stay simple in NRC, and today served as still more evidence for that fact.

You’d simply put one hand down on a strangely empty shelf to support yourself while you stretched upwards to place a book on a still higher shelf. And that was when everything went horribly wrong.

You leaned forward ever so slightly more, frowning as you stretched just a little bit more, and all at once the shelf let out a horrible groaning sound and gave way. Your eyes widened, and you realized exactly what was going to happen.

You plummeted forward with a shriek that had Floyd jerking upright from his previously relaxed position of stretching his upper body across the top of a table, “Shrimpy?!”

His voice sounded equal parts startled and concerned, but you paid him little mind as you scrambled, catching yourself against a web-coated wall as you tumbled through where the bookshelf had just been. Your shoulder slamming hard against the cold stone in a way that promised you would have some impressive bruises tomorrow morning.

You groaned slightly as you pushed yourself back, your uninjured arm wrapping around your body so that you could press a hand to your now-throbbing shoulder. But all thoughts of how much that was going to hurt tomorrow fled as you stared at the gaping hole in the wall that was now in front of you.

You stared in quiet horror at the hole before your brain kicked into gear, noting that the edges of the opening were smooth and that this area had obviously been built this way to let the bookshelf swing open like a demented door to reveal the tunnel lined with sconces that hung on the filthy walls.

Though you’d initially thought you’d somehow caused the entire bookcase to topple, that was obviously not the case. Instead, it looked like you’d managed to somehow trigger a mechanism that had opened some sort of hidden door to a passageway that you were now standing in the entrance of.

“Shrimpy, are you…” Floyd trailed off from where he’d appeared behind you as he beheld the darkened path you’d uncovered.

Both of you stood in silence, staring down the stone tunnel whose walls bore unlit sconces before giving way into a deep darkness. You slowly stood as you continued to stare into the darkness from next to Floyd. Wondering what, exactly, this passage was and where it led.

“What have you found this time, Shrimpy?” Floyd’s amused voice snapped you out of your silent gaping, and you shot him a look only to find him staring into the darkness with sparkling eyes that spoke of an emotion that one should always be wary of if it were coming from Floyd. 

Excitement.

With a simple gesture that was not unlike snapping his fingers, magic shot out from where the young man stood, and flames began to flicker in the sconces as he stepped past you into the passageway. Before you could say anything, he’d already reached back and wrapped one hand around your wrist with a smooth rolling motion of his long fingers. 

“Floyd, wai-” You were cut off by him giving you a slight tug and pulling you into the tunnel-like space with him. He was already grinning in a way that told you that you were probably going to be stuck going with him no matter what you said.

“Come on~ it’ll be fun,” His eyes were alight, and the yellow one had a slight glow to it that reminded you of the deep-sea fish that used lights to tempt prey in closer. 

And, in some ways, it was tempting to check out the tunnel-like passage you’d discovered. After all, just finding it brought to light numerous questions. 

Were there more? What was it for? And how old was NRC anyway if it had hidden passageways like this?

You hesitated though, glancing back towards the library as your freehand fell away from your shoulder before Floyd’s sing-songy voice came from far closer than it had been before, telling you he’d stepped closer to you, “Don’t you wanna know where it leads~?”

You looked back towards him, finding that he had indeed stepped closer and was now looking at you, still holding onto your wrist and smiling in a way that told you he knew he was going to win. Because, unfortunately, you were curious about this hidden passage that you’d discovered.

“Just for a little while. I’m not spending all day and night exploring some creepy path with you,” Your tone was firm, but still drew a giggle from the tall young man who now turned to lead you down the path. His hand sliding down until your hands were interlocked.

“It's not creepy, just a little dark. Kind of like home,” You all but snorted at his utterly relaxed demeanor. Of course he wouldn’t find previously secret, web-encrusted tunnels lit only by widely spaced sconces creepy.

But then there was no telling what he was used to seeing from his time living under the sea. Creepy might be an everyday commodity for him. And he had said it was sort of like his home….

When you didn’t actually respond as you glanced around at your surroundings, he twisted, looking back at you with an amused, almost mocking grin, “Aw, don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark, Shrimpy~”

“Hardly, I just tend to be wary of places that strike me as fishy,” If anything, your words seemed to delight him further as he tugged you up closer to him so that you were walking side by side as he leaned towards you.

“Don’t worry. I’m way more fishy than anything that’ll be in here,” He winked in a way that had you rolling your eyes, but not pulling away from him even as he giggled. Because, for better or worse, having Floyd with you while exploring some dark hole in a magical school was far better than being alone.

After all, he could probably take on anything you found.

Floyd stopped, tugging you to a stop by simply not letting you pull him with you as you came to the edge of the set of stairs. 

Glancing back, you noticed him tilting his head with a thoughtful expression before he met your gaze and smiled teasingly once more, “Reckon it goes to the dungeon?”

You couldn’t stop the snort that came from your throat as you shook your head, “Why would a school have a dungeon?”

He shrugged, staring down the stone steps and soon guiding you down with him as he kept lighting sconces as you approached them, and amusingly, it made you wonder if he really was worried that you were afraid of the dark, “Don’t know, maybe for bad kiddies?”

“Shouldn’t most of the school, including you, be down here then?” Your wry words had him snickering even as you pondered where the staircase led. 

You tilted your head as you carefully followed Floyd down the stone staircase, “Has this place always been a school?”

Floyd gave you a sideways glance before shrugging in a perfectly nonchalant manner, “Don’t know. You’d have to ask one of the history buffs about that.”

Your mind briefly flickered to Malleus’s analysis of the gargoyles on every building on the campus before you dismissed the thought with a shrug, “Either way, I hope this staircase ends with a door out of here.”

“Aw, you aren’t enjoying our date?” You grinned despite yourself at Floyd’s potentially faux pout.

“I didn’t realize this was a date?” You glanced up, still smiling, at Floyd in time to watch as he briefly went wide-eyed before recovering with record timing.

“You think I just casually take all cuties down some potentially forbidden tunnel?” Floyd’s grin was perfectly shameless, but it had laughter bubbling out of you as you shook your head at his antics.

And a large part of you couldn’t believe that you were slowly slipping into the all-too-obvious trap of flirting with Floyd. But here you were, and in no way were you uncomfortable.

In fact, despite yourself and the environment, you were perfectly enjoying your little jaunt through this web-encrusted passage. And you had a sneaking suspicion that the sole reason you were having fun was the young man next to you.

Looking ahead, you could indeed see a door at the foot of the stairs, no doubt the exit to the lengthy tunnel, “How about next time you tell me we’re on a date before whisking me off down some dark tunnel? I might’ve walked slower.”

You could’ve sworn his eyes were sparkling as he grinned at both you and your words before he turned to look at the door, “Well, let’s see where our secret path leads.”

With that, he pushed open the door, scaring the ghosts on the other sides and letting the scent of cooking food spill into the passageway. Your new location could be in only one place. The kitchen.

Floyd was laughing as the two of you entered the hot room filled with now flustered spirits, but before he let go of your hand, he tugged you closer to him and leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Next time you go exploring, make sure to tell me.”

You looked up to see him grinning at you, utterly delighted by the happenings of the day and a long way off from the bored Floyd of earlier as he winked at you, “I’ve got to hold you to walking slower on our next date.”

[scoobydoobaday]

The Scooby Doo Show S01E02 - The Fiesta Host is an Aztec Ghost (1976) Hanna Barbera Productions

[mochinomnoms]

I’m surprised that Yuu didn’t tell Azul that their telepathy/magic does have consequences. Granted I’m sure he realized that he was wrong after Yuu threw up blot just from them arguing but wasn’t that just because of the over blot group’s emotions? Not from hearing their thoughts?

Also how did Vil and everyone else react to when he heard about sending Yuu and Jade down to the lake?

It's not outright stated, but yes, Azul and the others are aware that there's more to Yuu's telepathy when they get sick in chapter 6. It's why so many of them immediately bolt to their side and try to use their own magic to sooth and heal them.

The only ones who immediately hear about Yuu and Jade getting sent to the lake are Riddle (obviously), Azul, Jamil and Malleus. Azul gets told about it in passing by Jade, who had a pleased look on his face has he retold the story (up until he mentioned Aspen and Wynfred at the end, which did give Azul some concern). Azul is a bit worried about Yuu's wellbeing, human bodies aren't made to be dropped from such tall heights, right? But he's relaxed once Yuu tells him that they're fine and just got scared for a bit.

Malleus learns about it from Yuu during their weekly check ins (maintained by Sebek of course), and is a very concerned that they almost got hurt. He's still working on not viewing his human friends as fragile as glass, but it's hard. Jamil gets informed about it right away by Riddle, as they're “in charge” of making sure that Yuu is well as they get accustomed to their magic, but he's quite frankly tired of having to take care of other people. Once he learned that they didn't actually get hurt and it was more of a spook, it kinda gets tossed to the back of his head. In his opinion, Yuu has survived a year without magic in this school fair enough, he has no reason to coddle them.

The other's don't hear about it until their meeting, when it gets mentioned off-screen (off page?) by Riddle when recounting what's been happening. Leona thinks it's hilarious, of course the herbivore would still get into trouble, even with a bunch of people looking after them. Idia also thinks it's pretty funny, though he doesn't have many thoughts outside of that. Vil is one most concerned out of the three of them, he's well aware how stress can build up and explode dramatically. Even if they turned out fine, who knows how they actually felt about the entire situation. He's the most clocked in (along with Leona, though he's not as concerned with knowing) that something else must have happened besides Yuu being dropped into the lake with Jade. He's an actor, after all, he can tell when someone is leaving details out of a story. And Riddle is definitely leaving something out...

[artanddandelions]

One of the most important developments of the finale is learning that, yes, Charles and Jan ARE still totally down bad for each other

[moongothic]

Y'know Crocodile's Mushroom Lore kinda makes sense though, like he seems like the kind of person who does appreciate some peace and quiet, having time to himself to relax and enjoy some fresh air (something that would be easy to achieve by just going on a walk in a forest), but also, what is mushroom foraging if not a low-level type of treasure hunting (the "treasure" isn't particularly valuable, but it's edible so it's rewarding in its own right); an oddly fitting hobby for a pirate

[superherospinoff]

jack and janet drake were honestly so revolutionary for creating an only child that was a middle child from birth

[backpackingspace]

Love that it's Canon that odysseus built secret passage ways into his house and then never fucking told anybody about them (except penelope of course)

[thatsbelievable]

UPDATE

We put waaaaaaay too many secret passages in this place.

[magicaloxford]

Oxford’s secretive All Souls College hides many mysteries. Behind this door is a grinning grotesque and, at the bottom of the staircase – tombstones 🚪!

[renmorris]

really hope the kids today have access to random stashes of books in their teacher’s classrooms that contain healthy radicalizing content.

every time there's a protest outside the white house I immediately remember this one passage from a book series I don’t remember that described peaceful protesters being gunned down on the white house lawn and men with hoses coming to wash off the rose bushes

I was 10 or 11 when I read that and now I’m nearly 30 years old, and I will never forget that shit even though I’ve forgotten nearly everything else about the book

[monica-teresa-bordignon]

[elcoco005]

Et si c'était eux, le Graal ?

⧽ ─── {⋅. U L T I M A T E T H E O R Y .⋅} ─── ⧼

Et si le Graal c'était cette camaraderie, cette entraide, ces amitiés, ces disputes, ce travail d'équipe pour coordonner cette île où la magie opère et la rendre meilleure ? Et si l'erreur d'Arthur encore une fois c'est de chercher cette lumière divine ailleurs alors qu'elle a toujours été là et que le Graal c'était cette grande famille qu'ils ont construit ?

Ce lien qu'ils entretiennent c'est ça la lumière pour tous & on voit que ceux qui ont refusé ou arrêté d'y contribuer positivement - Ygerne, Cryda, Loth, Anna et par la suite Lancelot & Mevanwi - tous sont ou sont devenus des êtres humains assez exécrables, à l'inverse des gens comme le Duc d'Aquitaine qui y apporte douceur et bonne humeur.

L'ironie serait que Lancelot, en se croyant supérieur et plus "digne" du Graal, s'est isolé et s'est éloigné de cette lumière divine et ce serait ça qui l'aurait fait sombré dans la folie. Comment rester sain quand on a goûté à la lumière divine et qu'on n'en profite plus ?

Maybe the Graal is the friends we made along the way

[scoobydoobaday]

Scooby Doo, Where Are You! S01E14 - Go Away Ghost Ship (1969) Hanna Barbera Productions