#but I’ve been sitting on a draft for months

[fallstaticexit]

Ahhh it's been 65 years, and I feel kinda crazy that I've had this sitting in my drafts for like 2 months. Assuming most readers of Missing Moments are also The Art of Being Seen readers- there's some hefty lore here that will come into play later.

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Olive: Time to move on, right Kia?

[phone pings]

Nancy: Hello darling. Do you have a moment to talk?

Olive: Who’s this?

Olive: I don’t recall saying yes.

Nancy: [sighs] It feels so good to hear your voice again.

Olive: I only answered to tell you to block me.

Nancy: I would never.

Olive: Even though I asked?

Nancy: Well. I am incredibly selfish.

Olive: Why did you call me?

Nancy: I would like to see you, Olivia. Please.

Olive: I’m not for sale, sorry.

Nancy: I know. I wouldn’t want to meet on those terms again. If I could do it all over, I would have asked you to have dinner with me when I met you. I would have courted you properly, Olivia.

Olive: [scoffs] You would have gone to a strip club and asked a stripper to have dinner with you? Seriously? When would we have ever met under any other circumstance? It’s been made very clear to me how different we are. The only way this would have happened was if it were a fairy tale.

Nancy: What matters is, I have met you. I’ve experienced you and I can’t go back. My husband- my ex husband- he signed the petition for our divorce. I came out to him- officially. It’s over.

Olive: [stunned] That’s- that’s great. I am so happy for you-

Nancy: I’m leaving all of it. I’m starting over. All I want is you, if you’ll have me.

Olive: [sighs]

Nancy: Let’s just have one dinner and after we’ve talk, then you can decide. There’s so much I want to say, but I want to look you in the eyes as I say it.

Olive: One dinner?

Nancy: One dinner.

Nancy: May I see you tonight? I’ll send my driver and I’ll cook for you at my place. Anything you like.

Olive: Tonight is fine.. sure.

Nancy: [sighs happily] It’ll be hard not to kiss you the moment I see you-

Olive: Not too much, lover girl. It’s one dinner and I’m still very annoyed with you about all this, ok?

Nancy: Yes, my love. I’ll see you tonight.

Olive: And don’t look at me like that. It’s just dinner and a conversation, ok? I am not going to sleep with her ok?

Malcolm: Well. Now I see why my mother was so willing to ruin an entire empire over you. Those mugshots did you no justice.

Olive: What is this? Where’s Nancy?

Malcolm: I noticed our driver was heading this way, I figured I’d tag along. Sight see. Get in. Let’s chat.

Malcolm: I wonder if this feels like dejavu to my mother. She makes yet another thoughtless mistake and someone comes along to make it all go away. She has a nasty habit of that, you know.

Olive: Listen. I’m not feeling whatever family drama you all have going on. I don’t want to talk to you. I want to talk to Nancy.

Malcolm: I was raised by a narcissistic liar and a spineless coward. If I let this company fall apart, then wouldn’t it all had been for nothing?

Olive: [scoffs] So you want pity? I’m suppose to pity you? Give me a break.

Malcolm: Not pity, no. If anything, I pity you.

Olive: Is that right?

Malcolm: When it comes to success, you pale in comparison to your half siblings. You’ve financially crippled your parents in legal fees since your arrest and all you have to show for it is by shaking ass in a low end strip club in the Spice District. That’s right, I know alot about you Olivia Briar.

Malcolm: I know about that quaint little family of yours down in the country. I know about your niece’s struggling restaurant and her undocumented partner. Funny, he’s able to acquire loans under a fake name but there’s no records of a Noa Briar anywhere. I wonder what else your family is hiding.

Olive: [shaken] What is this about? Are you threatening me? What the fuck do you want?

Malcolm: I’m here to help you, not hurt you. One of the greatest lessons I’ve ever learned was the power of the dollar. I can make a lot of your problems go away with one deposit if you do just one thing.

Olive: [softly] ....What?

Malcolm: We’re going to turn around and park in front of your building. You’re going to go upstairs, pack up your things and then, you’re going to go back home to sweet old Henford. You’ll pay your parents back with the money you’ll receive from this arrangement and you’ll help your niece and nephew. All your problems - poof- gone.

Malcolm: All you have to do is walk away, and stay away. You see, my mother has a nasty debt to this family she still needs to pay. Don’t make it your burden.

[rhiannons-bird]

✨MATTHEW EDIT✨

Audio: @fruityfuckingpovs (youtube) Art: @nairafeather @cassandrajean @pawprints_in_the_stars (insta) @charliebowater @reilynbears @toka-sketch @cccrystalclear @oblivionsdream @arudrawing @fukashimi and @rinadragomir for the gif and masked edit

[sanzundertale]

babygirl i will invent stages of grief you have never seen before

[screams-of-the-damned84]

(flops on stage) i now present to you my very silly swap au,,,

essentially jasper is now the co-leader of the society who was bitten by a werewolf and is trying to hide it, jekyll is the uni student who got kicked out due to his experiments and then picked up off the streets, etc. jasper and rachel can’t communicate and jekyll and lanyon are living the world’s weirdest horror romcom you’ve ever seen. more info under cut hehe (feat. bad explanations and doodles)

in simpler terms, jekyll and lanyon swap narrative positions (?? is that the right term) with jasper and rachel respectively. (lanyons and rachels swap doesn’t technically work as well as Jekyll’s and jaspers does but shhhhh). Frankenstein becomes the mad scientist that attacks the society and moreau becomes jaspers idol.

longer explanation but WARNING!! it is 3am when i am typing this and i am terrible at explaining. it may be slightly incomprehensible.

so like jasper and rachel founded the society after jasper publishes his research and gets semi famous. two years before current events jasper is out on a research venture and gets bitten by a werewolf. he doesn’t want to scare rachel or the lodgers so he keeps it a secret (to his own detriment). flash forward to now and jasper gets a call to investigate a “creature” terrorizing the streets of london only to find hyde.

before jasper can process the dumpster man he is looking at hyde transforms back into jekyll. jekyll explains that while trying to prove his theory of spiritual alchemy at his university he may or may not have split his own soul. and got kicked out. and is now living on the streets.

jasper, not really knowing what else to do and kinda relating to the poor guy, takes him back to the society. he introduces his co-leader rachel, who pretty much keeps this entire thing up and running. (rachel and jekyll still become friends but she especially takes to hyde. that little brother shaped hole in her heart is still very much present!) then theres the lodgers (idk how they all swap) and then there’s lanyon, a university student at the society because it was mandatory for one of his courses. he is not enjoying it and would very much rather be breaking boy’s hearts back at school. lucky for him tho, there’s jekyll!

this goes about as well as you would expect. lanyon then spends the rest of his stay at the society trying to understand (and woo) the conundrum that is jekyll and hyde. it’s very fluffy and they learn to communicate like jasper and rachel in canon (yippee!)

unfortunately for jasper and rachel, they have been playing the “just friends” game for the last decade. im having a bit of trouble trying to flesh out swap rachel so i don’t really know if she’s in a lavender marriage like canon lanyon is or is estranged/divorced or just single but whatever the case is she likes jasper but thinks he just sees her as a friend while jasper is madly in love with her and is too scared to tell her. this problem has only worsened since jasper got bitten. everyone else tho is aware of how they feel about each other and are stuck witnessing their tortuously long slow burn.

(hyde and lanyon at some point probably come up with a scheme to try and get them to confess. it goes horribly wrong.)

so yeah. this au has been floating around in my head ever since i read the comic for the first time. it mainly came to be because of how well jasper and jekyll parallel each other and because i wanted to draw stupid fluff and older jasper lol.

if anyone has any ideas/questions/etc TELL ME!!!!! this is just a rough idea if you have a better concept go for it awhdvgevd

[pluvio-floret]

Ah, tragedy au (said like Dungeon Meshi. Winged Lion voice.)

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[fistfuloflightning]

Cloud Recesses was much as he remembered, silent and still beneath a layer of new snow. Pristine and untouched and icily perfect. He… no longer cared for it. Home was loud and boisterous and water lapping the shore and the scent of lotus flowers and dark hair curled around his fingers. Something much more alive. But. It was nice to see snow again. And to share it. Lan Wangji took three steps in the snow, paused, listened.

The telltale crunch of smaller steps behind him, a muffled giggle. Snowflakes caught in his lashes as he kept his gaze steadfastly forward. He took another four steps, purposefully lengthening his stride.

“No fair!”

Lan Yuan’s squeal was as muffled as the white world around them, a far cry from their home in Lotus Pier. When Jiang Cheng had first suggested the visit to Cloud Recesses, Lan Wangji had been suitably uncertain. He had left on less than ideal terms with his uncle and brother and he’d been under the impression that his return would be unwelcome. Even now, returned to Gusu Lan for a conference, he was treated with the characteristic chill politeness due to a sect leader’s spouse who did not act in any political capacity.

But perhaps he should have insisted on accompanying Jiang Cheng to the private meeting with both Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen…? Unsupervised, it was sure to end badly. But he trusted Wanyin.

Lan Wangji turned sharply, catching A’Yuan in the act of attempting his yet unmastered qinggong, four year old A’Ling stumbling along in his wake and trying to use Lan Wangji‘s footsteps as a path.

But the moment he reached the point where the steps grew too far apart, Lan Wangji swooped the boy up. Taking his a distraction as an opportunity, A’Yuan leaped on his back. With A’Ling squirming like an excited puppy in his arms and a gangly A’Yuan hanging around his neck, Lan Wangji swung them around.

He remembered the rules carved into the Wall of Discipline, knew that he should count himself as an offender multiple times over for just this simple act of playing with his sons—but they were alone and he had left his inhibitions in the icy rooms of the Jingshi long ago when Jiang Cheng had come to claim him as his given-groom.

A’Yuan’s skinny arms tightened around his neck. “I’ve got you!” the boy cried.

With a near-silent huff of laughter, Lan Wangji dropped to his knees, pretending to be dragged down by force. The boys fell full-body into the snow, their laughter shattering the stillness like glass. Struggling out of the snow they ambushed him again, both immediately trying to bury him in the drift.

It was this tableau that welcomed Jiang Cheng as he approached on the stone path. Lan Wangji gave his husband a once-over, noting his unscathed form and his calm composure, a unlooked for miracle to come out of the meeting with the clan leaders.

Jiang Cheng stood calmly with his hands laced behind his back. “It appears you are losing the war, Hanguang-jun,” he said, one brow lifting mockingly. “The hero of the Sunshot Campaign, brought low by two urchins. How the mighty have fallen—”

His mouth was stopped by Lan Wangji’s unerringly aimed snowball.

[pollenallergie]

When Eddie gets overstimulated while at home, he likes to sit on the steps by the front door of his trailer and just think. Mostly, he just sits there and thinks, ponders about life and such, observes the world around him, anything to distract him from whatever situation he needs to escape. However, every once and a while, Eddie will get a good idea for a DnD campaign or NPC, or maybe even song lyrics, while he’s sitting out there, so he’s developed a habit of taking his journal and something to write with outside with him.

When Eddie gets overstimulated at school, he likes to skip class to hang out at the table in the woods where he handles his ✨business✨. Much like he does at home, he’ll take his journal out there with him and something to write/doodle with, just in case. Eddie rarely listens to music when he gets like this. Rather, he simply prefers to listen to nature, the various noises made by the birds and squirrels, and how the leaves rustle in the wind. He won’t smoke weed during this time either, mostly because he doesn’t want to become dependent on it. Sometimes he’ll smoke a cigarette, but even that’s rare and reserved for the most extreme cases - usually only when he’s been brought to tears by some obnoxious stimuli.

Sometimes Eddie will ask you to come with him if he feels particularly in need of soothing, but, for the most part, he likes to be alone during these moments. It’s really the only time Eddie ever wants to be alone, so you’re very respectful of that boundary. When he comes back inside, now much calmer than before, he’ll usually talk to you about what happened, about what set him off. However, sometimes Eddie will be too worn out to do that, so he’ll just ask you to hold him. As always, it’s impossible to say no to him.

[kyluxtrashpit]

So I really want to get another cat. Thing is, there’s several reasons why it’d be a good idea (boy has a playmate, I think my ideal number of cats is 2, and give a kitty in need of a home a nice one) but also a lot of reasons I know it’s not a good idea *right now*

First reason is I’m not sure I’m fully ready for it. There’s still a part of my brain that hopes that this new new cat (I’m gonna need another system when I do get one lmao) would act more like old cat and I’ve had enough pets to know that’s a red flag that means you’re not ready yet. It just leads to disappointment when your new pet doesn’t behave like the old one when they were never going to, every animal is a unique individual and no two will give the same experience even when they are similar. And I know this. But the heart still wants

Also two cats, especially when one is brand new to the living situation and is still adjusting, is more work than one and for several reasons my energy lately has been pretty low. So. Am I up for that right now? I’m not sure. I’m sure I could rise the occasion if it’s needed, but like. Would it be a good idea to put myself into that situation at the moment? I’m not sure it would be. Even if I do miss having two cats a lot

There’s also the matter of living situation. Last year I was hoping to move, as I’m getting to the point in my life where it is time to Purchase a living space instead of rent. Which is terrifying tbh lmao, but it is a thing none the less. Plus I just really want a bit more space at this point, and certain conveniences (oh how I long for my own laundry devices) that I don’t currently have. But with old cat, that just didn’t end up being in the cards cause my babies are always my priority above all else (the financial hit also didn’t help - I’m only just recovering from it now). I was simply not going to move while she was old and fragile and dying of cancer

However, my province also sucks! And it recently decided it’s gonna suck even more! Not as much as most of the US, at least not yet, but. It’s not promising. And the long term prospects are also Not Great (both in terms of social things and economically as well like, things are probably going to get worse long before they get better, if they ever do get better). And my city isn’t *the worst* but it’s more expensive than ideal. So it’s like. Do I want to buy a place here? I don’t know. But do I want to move out of this province? I also don’t know

Cause moving adds a lot of factors, even if I stay in the same province but look at a cheaper city. And leaving the province, okay, which to go to? This one’s nice but expensive and has weather I don’t like, and that ones cheap but also there’s a decent risk things will get worse there politically. And then there’s a risk the whole country will get fucked politically next year but I am doing my utmost to not worry about it until it is actually an immediate problem

And then there’s factors like, all the people I know are here (even if I’m bad at seeing them a lot). Familiar grocery stores and restaurants, other amenities, hell, my internet company is not fully national last I checked - will I have to switch providers? Work isn’t an issue as I work from home and we have people in multiple provinces, but like. Literally everything else is. I’ve lived here my entire life. I don’t know what it would be like to move that far. I’ve never done it

(And there’s also like. A sort of political responsibility. I read a lot after the shitty thing was announced and like. Some people are leaving. Some are staying because fuck you, bigots will not drive me from me home, I will fight back. Some are staying because they can’t afford to leave. And some are staying because if everyone who can leave does leave, then who’s left to at least try to fight this shit for those at risk who can’t get out? Especially as while I’m not in the demographic currently at risk, I’m in an adjacent one so it’s like. No, I’m not at risk yet but it’s possible I will be some day, but I also do feel some level of responsibility to try to help those who are currently at risk because I’m not)

And my dad is planning to leave (though unclear how firm that plan is right now and unclear exactly where) and is like ‘well come with me’ and I’m gonna be honest I. Don’t really want to like. I’m in my 30s. There is a part of me that feels like it’s time to get a bit more space from my family. My mom moved already for other reasons, so I don’t physically see her often, but technology is a thing so. Quite frankly my parents are both really bad at having friends so being literally the only person one of them knows in an entire city is kind of a nightmare scenario for me lmao. I need my space. I get annoyed when I get texted too often, I am NOT going to be your sole social contact. And I know that’s what would happen if we both moved to the same place with no one else. And even without all that, we have differences of opinions in “ideal place to live” so. I know they’re (dad goes by they/them) going to try to pressure me but if I’m sure of anything, it’s that I don’t want that

And, to circle this all back, there is also my kitty boy: he does NOT travel well. At all. He has panic attacks in the car that leave him panting and screaming within about 1 minute of being in there. We are trying to work on it, given transport is important for vet visits, but progress is slow. I was thinking he might have to get the old gaba just for me to be able to move within the city. He’s an anxious little guy. It’s gonna be tough for him, both the general realities of moving and the driving to the new place part. And I originally wasn’t really thinking of moving anywhere out of a 20 min or so radius of where I currently live partly for that reason

So to move to another province (and please remember Canada is Huge, like, this would be several hours or even multiple days of driving), I don’t know if I can even do that in a way that’s safe for him. Drugs are an option, but depending on where, it could be an unfeasibly long drive to do that with. And god, planes, I can only imagine how much worse he would be on a plane (even though I’d NEVER let him ride in the cargo, I’d buy an extra seat if I had to). He could have a stress-induced heart attack and die and if this is in transit, I’d be powerless to save him and I’d have to live the rest of my life knowing I killed him

And so with all of that, I’m like. I really can’t get another cat until I know wtf I’m doing and implement that because it would be awful for the new kitty if I got them and then immediately moved somewhere, either close or far. I can’t do that, it would be cruel. So like. Idk, I just don’t know what to do

I’m also aware that like. There are two problems in this ramble and the one I opened with is not really the larger one lmao but like. Genuinely I do not know what to do and that’s scary so I’m just kinda frozen here thinking how nice it would be to have a second floof gallivanting around the apartment but also knowing I can’t really have that right now (unless the cat distribution system decides to give me no choice in the matter lmao but I’m not expecting that to happen)

[teefigotem]

rb to be a memory that hurts but does me no harm

[luce-speaks]

Love in the Time of Peace

Summary: After the Mad King's War, Oscar finds himself unsure what to do next, while Kieran finds himself missing his archrival. There's only one thing to be done about it.

[sweetdonutsart]

ok so in June earlier this year i made a cute lil mini project to get back into story writing! it’s a fairy tale storybook called The Prince & The Doll, and it’s a short story i made kinda about my OCs but written in a fairy tale way with sketchy illustrations (a few are below)! it’s a wlw story about a doll that’s beloved by her maker, but after he dies and she is tossed aside, she’s picked up by a lonely apprentice who takes care of her.

the story is pretty short but i’m so proud of how it turned out! it’s very inspired by barbie princess aesthetics and fairy tale style ballets 😊 you can check it out here:

[callixton]

chess by nature of having 10 billion million versions is my worst ‘no one gets this like me’ media. so sorry i promise it’s not personal but i do know them better than u* </3

*hallucinated a version of the plot when listening to the concept album 1000 times and now whatever’s closest to that hallucination is right

[wizardofarles]

I just realized that we’re only a little under two months away from the ONE YEAR anniversary of me posting the first chapter of lykmc ………….

[alderaphid]

i am begging you to update ur welcome home fic one day 😿😿 i’m so curious about what’s gonna happen it physically hurts

I hope you know that you made me open my draft for the next chapter and start editing it

[ghcstchild-a]

I might have… a week that’s not so busy, maybe I’ll even write.

[pollenallergie]

should i wait until i’ve written the second part of this ralph fic to post it??