#Weekly diary

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

A fierce duel commences!

[belovedapollo]

another week comes to an end 🗝️ reblog is ok, don’t repost/use

[tatakaeeren]

What are you doing?!?!

[bear-pattern-hamster]

Carrie's pocket book "Carri Pocke" has been released📚🎉

Carri Pocke🧸🐹

[momovvip]

Travel journal of my trip in Grece

[caffeinatedcatlover]

The first 15 pictures posted on Caffeinated Cat Lover. Thank you all for making this little space on the internet so nice!

[mudanonaito]

[anniesrkive]

just posted a video doing a comparison between the kinbor weekly and the hobonichi weeks, and you can watch it here!

[dahyeunis]

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Prompt 23 - Flower

@jegulus-microfic August 23, Word count 613

Previous part First Wolfstar part

Sirius stuck his arm out near to where Regulus stood and growled.

“No,” He’d guessed correctly that Regulus was less than a second away from stunning Narcissa. 

“No, what?” Narcissa questioned him, looking warily at his outstretched arm. “Sirius, what are you doing here?” She asked again. That’s when Regulus saw the shift of her hand. How it slid from her book and across her ever so slightly protruding stomach. He lowered his wand. 

“I need something from this room,” Sirius told her honestly.

“And how did you get in?” She looked nervous. Regulus had never seen her look anything but put together, serene, exactly how her parents had taught her to be. Delicate, beautiful and perfect, just like the flower she was named for. 

“You should really check who’s allowed in and out of your home, Cissa. You never know who might darken your door,” Sirius smirked. 

“What is it that you came to take?” She asked, ignoring his response. 

“You won’t want me taking it,” He warned her. 

“Oh, so the notebook then?” She sighed. Carefully, she placed her book on the small table beside her, glided over to the bookcase and selected a battered black notebook from the shelf. She looked at it with an air of disgust and tossed it to Sirius. “Here take it, I don’t want it anywhere near us,” She spat. Sirius caught it with fumbling fingers. He looked at her in confusion. 

“What? Just like that? You’re just giving it to us?” Regulus could feel a trap. His wand slowly rose again, pointing directly at Narcissa. 

“Our family has become too entangled with that man. Bella, Regulus, how many more of us are going to pay for another man’s greed for power? Andy left because of those same ideals that our parents spout, that Lucius and the rest of them have ingrained in them.” She sat back down and took up her book again. “Get it out of here and I won’t say anything to anyone.” Regulus nudged Sirius in the side.

“H-how do we know you won’t set your husband on us as soon as we walk out of this room?”

“We?” Narcissa narrowed her eyes. “Why do you keep speaking in the plural? Who else is here, Sirius?” She demanded. Regulus tensed. They couldn’t lose this chance. He pulled the invisibility cloak off himself and stared at Narcissa’s shocked face.

“B-b-but you’re dead!” She stammered. 

“Believed to be dead,” Regulus drawled. “You have Voldemort and Bella to thank for that.” 

“But your parents think you’re—”

“Dead? Yes, I am well aware and wish to keep it that way. What we are doing is far too important for my survival to get out." He glared at her.  "Have I made an error in showing myself to you, Narcissa? Or are you actually going to help us make this world a better place for your child?” He nodded pointedly at her stomach. Her hand tightened around the bump again. 

“Take it and leave. Your secret is safe with me.” She said truthfully. Her jaw quivered only slightly as she spoke.

“Good, now we need to transfigure one of your other books so no one else will think anything is amiss. Do you have any recommendations?” 

They transfigured an old copy of Witch Weekly, placing it on the shelf in the spot Narcissa had retrieved the notebook from and slipped out of Narcissa’s study. 

“I’m glad you’re both alive,” She whispered before the invisibility cloak fell into place. “Maybe after all this, we can have tea?”

“Yeah, sure Cissa, that sounds nice,” Sirius said before they hurried away. The battered notebook clutched firmly in Regulus’s hand.  

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[belovedapollo]

3rd of august, trying different things this month✍🏼

reblog is ok, don’t repost/use

[ginanddietsoda]

slightly less of a whale 🐳

[marislittlethings]

weekly bookmarks

it's been a hot minute since i did one of these so here are a few of the fics i've bookmarked since last time ;)

Free As A Bird (31,155 words)

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish

Ronan is the lead guitarist of the Ravens, and Adam is a roadie. Romance ensues.

notes: this falls into the category of 'reminds me of a genre of fic that exists in a different fandom' in a really good way

lux et veritas (126,625 words)

Rory Gilmore/Jess Mariano

He stops, so she does too, albeit with a bit less grace. Then he grabs the sleeve of her coat and gently tugs her toward a bench with a quiet, “C’mere,” and it’s stupid, it’s ridiculous, but it gives her goosebumps. “Sit down, it’s gonna snow.”

Rory’s breath catches in her throat. Absurdly, ridiculously, she thinks: oh no. Dares to ask, “How can you tell?” and sincerely hopes his answer is something sarcastic and obvious like I checked the forecast this morning, how else?

Instead: “I can smell it. Sit.”

or: the one where jess goes to yale

notes: completely obsessed

The Stubborn Grace of Being Loved Regardless (14,768 words)

Caroline Forbes/Klaus Mikaelson

“Someone fed on you,” Klaus surmises, eyeing the two perfect fang punctures on her neck from where Damon first bit her. Caroline itches with the urge to lift a hand and cover the mark, but she restrains herself. “Is that the only scar you have?”

Her eyes narrow, trying to figure out what he’s playing at. After letting a few seconds pass, she admits, “I don’t look as good in a bikini as I used to.”

One of his eyebrows twitches up before it moves back into place, like he hadn’t meant to let himself actually react to her remark. “Somehow, I doubt that.”

Caroline is still human when Klaus comes to Mystic Falls.

notes: i love this fic and i love caroline forbes (i only watched like three seasons of tvd)

does the dog die at the end? (50,000 words)

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard

It starts with a ball. Story of his life.

Better yet: It starts with a ball, a dog, and Kevin Day up his ass. That sounds right.

Or

Andrew meets a dog, and then he meets Neil Josten.

notes: i read this while i was visiting home & almost cried in front of my father

[momovvip]

Week + month planner 2024

[elenasharemofmikaelsons]

EHOM Fic Club: Multi-Chapter Read (The Stars Were Brightly Shining Ch.2)

Welcome to Chapter 2 of a Multi-Chapter Fic from the Elena's Harem of Mikaelsons Fan Fiction Club!

Each week (updating Tuesdays) the EHOM Discord Server makes its way through a new chapter of a Multi-Chapter Fic nominated from The Vampire Diaries and/or The Originals universe to share our favourite recommendations, discover new fics, and share some love with the wonderful authors of this fandom.

We encourage you to read along and let us know your thoughts, but also do click through and leave a comment on the original fic for the author!

Multi-Chapter Read: October 15, 2024 - October 21, 2024

Title: The Stars Were Brightly Shining (Chapter 2) Author: adlyb | @livlepretre Posted: December 21, 2019 Chapter: 2/55 | Chapter Word Count: 1,244/115,649

Summary: Elena discovers she's not going to be alone for Christmas after all.

AO3 Tags: #Elena Gilbert/Klaus Mikaelson, #Klena, #Teen Pregnancy, #Not a Baby Fic

Previous Multi-Fic Club Chapters: Ch.1 | Ch.2

[Potential Ch.2 Spoilers after the cut]

EMOH Fic Club (Chapter 2) Notes:

Chosen because this was selected as one that some members frequently re-read, and we also had a few members that this was a new fic for!

Klaus and Elena connect over drinks at the Mystic Falls Grill. They might have more in common than they thought.

"Perfect Elena POV: She's more than flirting with danger: she's dangling off the edge of a very steep cliff right now."

"The most reasonable pickup line a 1000-year old hybrid could come up with."

"Yesssss have terrible ideas together!"