#peachtree au

[sematarygirls]

i love writing stuff where the target audience is literally just me and no one else

[delucadarling]

:D directors commentary on your lovely Wayhaven regency au? (I've been meaning to ask if you have a masterlist of those entries at all, because I'm not sure I caught all of them and the Tumblr search wasn't working! No worries if not!)

Oo, oh man I've barely thought about the regency au in a minute (I chalk that up to Emma and I having busted through Bridgerton months ago). Unfortunately, I don't have any sort of masterlist of that fic, though iirc there's only 5 parts posted at the moment. They'll all be on my writing blog, @delucadarlingwriting under the tag 'regency au'. Making a masterlist of fic wouldn't be a bad idea though 🤔

Commentary down below!

I'll start with some backstory from part 1:

So, I'm sure I've mentioned before, but this is not really historical fanfiction. I'm doing some baseline research, but I am also deliberately twisting certain things, like racism, homophobia, xenophobia...lots of a 'phobias u kno. They don't not exist, but they are more or less not present among the majority of people. It's only the upper class that gives those things much thought, because they're rich bastards obsessed with their own bloodlines and being better than other people based on arbitrary standards. You get the gist.

Patriarchy is still very present, and Barbie and Lucas' mother (and father before he beefed it) were very invested in upholding that. Their mom in my version of canon is a fundie boy mom, and that translates pretty well to this au. She's obsessed with Lucas, especially now that he's the Earl. Barbie is...there. Something the be bragged about in company and to complain about in private. Kira, despite being the ward of the Peachtree house, manages to escape most of the complaining. Barbie's mom most just ignores her.

Another thing here is Lucas and Kira are both gay, but because of their status in life, they can't be open about it. Kira isn't even fully aware at this point, but it won't take much for her to realize why men don't interest her. Barbie is still bi, but her preferences have always leaned masculine, which means she doesn't have a lot of opportunities to realize she's attracted to women as well.

From part 2:

Again, this is an AU that @crownleys and I work on together, so Rebecca is Kira's mom. I don't remember if I've mentioned it anywhere else, but the way we've had it, is Rebecca was not part of high society before marrying Rook. She was a working woman within the Agency, which was socially appropriate for someone of her station. However, once she and Rook fell in love, there was stiffling pressure to change herself. Rook himself never asked her to change, and even offered to retreat from high society entirely. So for a time they did.

Then Rook died. Rebecca maintained his wealth and the title she married into. She had no other support though, so she tried to re-enter society. It went so poorly that she gave it all up, including her high born daughter, so she could go back to what she was before meeting Rook. In her mind, this gave Kira the best chance at a good, safe life, while also allowing Rebecca to escape her grief.

With Murphy targeting people within the ton though, Rebecca has no choice but to use her unwanted place in society to track him down.

I can't really think of much else I had in mind while writing this! It was a very fun little series to play with, and I do want to add more to it with time, but I do suspect it will be a perpetual WIP. If we ever get Bridgerton season 3, that'll probably be what sparks my desire to revive it.

[delucadarlingwriting]

Wayhaven Regency AU - Part 2

Did I say history lite on the last one? Uh, this is gonna end up being history lite-er, at least so far as homophobia and gender norms go. I figure hey, those things don't come up in Wayhaven proper, right? I think I'm justified in considering what the Regency era might have been like in the world of Wayhaven. Those things will still crop up, buuuut I'm twisting things just a bit. Same sex marriage is going to be considered unusual, but not at all taboo, unless you're talking about the upper class, where there's way more obsession with passing on bloodlines and who's in charge of who, etc etc.

I bring all of this up because Kira's a lesbian, Lucas is gay, and Barbie is bisexual. How aware any of them are of this varies wildly.

Word count: 1,648

Summary: Rebecca isn't looking forward to her re-entry into upper class society for the first time since the death of her husband. Kira is delighted to reunite with an old friend.

First | Last | Next

With the clouds spread thin across the night sky, Rebecca Kingston finds herself squinting into the darkness of the alley in front of her. Even with the lamp lit the light is thin in this part of London. She has little fear though, just impatience. 

“Are you in a dress? Haven’t seen that in a while,” calls a jovial voice from behind her. Rebecca sighs lightly, turning to face Farrah Hauville, flouncing down the darkened streets without a care. Her kinky curls have been pulled into a lovely updo with feathers and flowers adorning it, and she’s even managed to keep her hem clean today.

“We’ll be attending a ball at Duke Wingston’s manor. The dress code I gave to the rest of the team will apply to me as well,” Rebecca reminds her. Though in truth, not being members of society will excuse quite a few things for Unit Bravo. In fact, they will likely fall beneath notice of most upper class attendees, if all goes to plan. If anything, the judgment of the ton will fall far more heavily on Rebecca, all the more due to her decades long absence from society. She purses her lips and tries not to think of it too heavily. She is here with Unit Bravo to do a job, nothing more. 

It has been months since they first started tracking their unknown vampire. They have only seen him on rare occasions, far more often identifying where he has been by the trail of victims left in his wake. A trail which has begun to lead them toward London. 

Rebecca turns to look into the distance, in the direction of the Earl of Peachtree’s city home. It’s only a year now that the title has belonged to Lucas. The boy has always been impulsive and prone to scandal, but she is also certain he will take care of Kira. Every paper reporting on the matter had noted that the new earl had seemed extremely put together, despite what must have been a devastating blow to his family. The former Earl had only been a few years shy of his 50th birthday, after all.

If there is one good thing about this situation it is the knowledge that Kira is not out in society yet. The Peachtree home is quite large and far from the center of London, tucked safely away. If all goes well, Rebecca may catch this rogue vampire and even have time to visit her daughter before returning to the Agency’s home base outside of Wayhaven. She hasn’t seen Kira at all in the last year and a half, but all signs have pointed to her being safe and comfortable with the Earl’s family. 

“Agent Kingston?” Farah calls. She’s idly swinging her shockingly bright yellow reticule around and around her wrist.  “The others are waiting for us. I think Adam was getting a carriage.”

“And a driver?” Rebecca asks quickly. Farah shrugs.

“I dunno, but Nat’s pretty good at it so—”

Rebecca raises a hand. “Nevermind, we’ll figure it out. Thank you for coming to collect me. Shall we go?”

With a huge, blinding grin, Farah jumps to her side and leads the way.

**************************************************************

“Have you seen Lord Peachtree?” Miss Berrymint asks, fanning herself with a very fetching hand fan encrusted with multi-colored jewels. Fetching, though not well constructed. Kira can already spy three jewels pulling away from the silk they’re attached to, and the lace has not been laid flush at the edge. It would take Kira less than half an hour to pull the entire thing apart and reconstruct it properly. She could even add a line of small pearls to match the ones adorning Miss Berrymint’s throat. She might suggest wearing blue instead of pink as well, to better flatter her complexion. “Miss Kingston?”

“Hm?” Kira blinks, dragging herself from her musing. That has been one consequence of entering society that Kira had not considered; her deep love of fashion has caused her no small amount of distraction during these events. “Oh, uh, no I’m afraid not.”

“He is your chaperone tonight, is he not?” Miss Berrymint asks with no small amusement. “Goodness, this is only your second ball since your debut, shouldn’t he be sticking like your own shadow?”

Kira forces a short laugh. “Lucas is—”

“Lucas is it?” Miss Berrymint’s well groomed brows rise nearly to her equally high hairline. Surely pulling one's hair back so tightly will cause damage to the roots. “My, my. Shall I expect to hear a betrothal announcement soon?”

Heat washes across Kira’s cheeks, no doubt visibly. “I don’t know about that.”

She can only hope that her voice doesn’t give away the fact that Lucas has already sat her down to make an offer. Not out of romantic love, but a love that has grown over the years of them being raised under the same roof, playing the same games, and laughing at the same jokes. It wouldn’t be anything like the stories in the books that Kira and Barbara hide beneath the floorboards of Kira’s bedroom maybe. She thinks she could be content with it though, happy even.

Barbara, of course, has been dead set against it. She wants nothing more than for Kira to find a man to fall completely and stupidly in love with. Kira wants to make her friend happy, and such a thing sounds very appealing, but in her stomach she feels…differently. She feels it as an unshakeable truth that such a thing is not in the cards for her. The best she might hope for is marriage to someone she cares for deeply and who cares for her deeply in return. Someone she can have a separate life from. 

There’s a cunning look in Miss Berrymint’s eye at her words. She looks Kira up and down, calculating in a way that has Kira’s spine straightening automatically. 

“Probably for the best,” Miss Berrymint says in a faux simpering tone. She clicks her tongue and sways, sweeping her shoddy fan across her bosom. “After all, he probably still sees you as the little girl his father charitably took in all those years ago. What he needs is a woman to become his countess.”

Bristling, Kira considers her words very carefully, trying to turn fuck you into something more socially acceptable, just the way she has practiced with Barbara. Just as she’s working up something good, a nervous flutter of skirts to her right draws her attention, along with a pair of big, watery blue eyes. 

“Miss Kingston!” a breathless girl cries. Her dark hair is piled high on her head and adorned sparingly.

“Good Lord, Miss Greenland,” Miss Berrymint scoffs. “Tell me you haven’t forgotten all manner of decorum in your years away from the ton.”

The name tickles a memory in Kira’s mind, until it all suddenly hits her. “Miss Greenland? Janet Greenland perhaps?”

“Yes, yes it’s me,” Janet says, breaking into a relieved smile. “My goodness, Miss Kingston—”

“Oh, no, you must call me Kira!” Kira exclaims, reaching out to take Janet’s hands. The last time she had seen Janet they were both in knee high skirts racing around the lake with a whole gaggle of other children. The memories are vague, but Kira does remember that was the last year she had lived with her mother.

“Kira then,” Janet says with a small smile. “I had worried you would not remember me.”

Miss Berrymint, having determined she is not to have the conversation she was determined to, scoffs and turns away to disappear into the crowd. No great loss, though Kira is more than aware she will loudly complain about the snub. Doubtless no one will take her too seriously though. Besides, Kira would far rather focus on an old friend now. 

“You have certainly grown up,” Kira says, her eyes dropping to the considerable chest being propped up beneath Janet’s dress. She snaps her gaze upward a moment later. Janet laughs, thankfully. “Where in the world have you been?”

“Italy, visiting my papa’s family mostly. Until….” She suddenly stops, wetting her lips and pressing a strained smile on. “Well, I am here now. To stay, it seems.”

Kira tries to smile, but more memories flood in. Kira’s childhood was not the only one fraught with tragedy. From what little she can remember of gossip, it seems poor Janet may be the last of the Greenlands at this point. 

“I so look forward to spending more time in your company, Janet,” Kira says, her voice low and gentle. Janet gives a short, watery sniff and nods. 

“As do I. In fact, I hope it would not be too presumptuous of me to ask, but…” For a long moment Janet struggles against her words, cheeks flushed as if embarrassed by the very thing she means to ask. “It’s just, the house is so empty. Even with the staff, I have found it difficult to spend time there, and the Earl…I hear he is very hospitable.”

“I’ll speak to Lucas, I’m sure he would be happy to play host,” Kira replies, squeezing Janet’s lace gloved fingers. Poor thing. 

“Thank you,” Janet breathes. “Oh thank you, Kira, I…I…” Something over Kira’s shoulder has drawn Janet’s attention, which then draws Kira’s. She looks back, but all she sees is a massive writhing crowd of partygoers chatting and dancing and eating. 

“What is it?” she asks. Janet laughs.

“Nothing, I just…I swear I saw…well, you.” Janet laughs again at the absurdity. Except it isn’t all that absurd at all.

The hairs on the back of Kira’s neck rise as she scours the crowd with her eyes more determinedly. Even if Kira has not seen the woman in over two years, she knows very well the one person in the world who might be mistaken for her twin. 

It seems Baroness Rebecca Kingston has decided to make her return.

[safaaaas]

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[bittersweetbonbon]

i dont have all the context, but it doesn't seem fair that they didn't bring anything up. i'm assuming from your posts you made continuous insensitive comments or used language that made other people uncomfortable. did they not set boundaries with you? i suppose i shouldn't really even say anything since i have no information but: it's alright. it'll be okay. as they say, this too shall pass

they didn't. i didnt know that i was making them uncomfortable, and they blocked me, so i cant look at their blog if theyre making comments about it. i just.... peachtrees and mystic were my best friends for four years. we did everything together. i don't want to have to mourn them. i don't want to have fucked up.

even if they never want to speak to me again, i want them to know that i care about them so deeply, and severely, and that they gave me the best years of my life so far. i just wish i could've done the same for them.

ive already given peachtrees all my non-rp characters, and i hope that they take care of them. i hope that the aus we made together flourish and prosper, and i hope the two of them have many, many more happy years together.

if they ever reach out again, ill absolutely welcome them with open arms.

i didn't mean to hurt anyone. i promise.

i wish i had been better. i wish i couldve been given the opportunity to be better.

[neonross]

did a lil collab w/  @deadxbush with their mk n mine XD

[deadxbush]

You know you fucked up when both of your dads are here.

Yes in PeachTree AU MK calls Wukong by his name like a lil bastard that he is

[deadxbush]

HEART EYES EXTREME I SCREAM IN JOY HE LOOKS GREAT FUFUH THANK YOU KNOX

@deadxbush ‘s Peachtree Mk. This idiot was a lot of fun to draw SLKDMFAWEF 

[biaswreckmepls]

hi there! thank you for all the recs btw i’ve been enjoying it :) however, do you have any athlete au possibly about Vmin if doesn’t have then possibly any other ships? Thanks so much!!

Tysm! I can find some: 

Vmin + Sports AU/Athlete AU

hooters on peachtree by jjks (College AU, Soccer AU, One-shot, 34K, E, Jimin is a soccer player and Tae is a waiter at their usual restaurant)

come up for air by lissome (College AU, Swimming AU, One-shot, 10K, E, Jimin and Tae are both on the swim team)

i hate you (to the moon and back) by giventae (College AU, Soccer AU, 11 Chapters, 82K, E, Jimin and Tae are both captains of the same soccer team, enemies to lovers)

Dancing on Thin Ice by AmeBae (Ice Skating AU, 19 Chapters, 19K, M, Jimin is an Olympic figure skater and Tae is the younger brother of the guy who owns the ice rink)

Hope you like these!

[inbtswethrrust]

hooters on peachtree

Pairing: Taehyung/Jimin Rated: E Author: jjks Length: 34k

jimin is a soccer player. taehyung is a roller skating waiter at his team's regular hangout.

READ ON AO3

Reccer’s Note: the last fic by jjks this week is, like usual, my fave one! its just so well written and so good im just, completely in love with it. i usually like the longer ones more, or the more emtional ones but this was juts so good - N

[artisticmoonfall]

Welcome to the PeachTree AU

[mentalrhapsody]

Forgot to post this aaaa but here it is. Illust made for my AU and specifically for “Hate Inoculum” written by @princess-of-peachtrees  <3 <3 <3

[ms31x129]

Gypsy Journey:  By Ms31x129 (Existence AU - Part 6)

Summary:  Nightmares intersect with reality on a gypsy journey with no end in sight. 

“I can’t forgive you for hiding him from me Dana. A man has a right to see his grandson grow. “

Part 1- A Child Is Born, Part 2- Desperate Lullaby,  Part 3- Sacrifice & Part 4 - Faded Love Part 5 - Haunted Dreams

If I tagged you and you aren’t interested please ignore and sorry for the wait. Link HERE for AO3 or if you prefer reading on Tumbler it’s below for the newest chapter and linked on each chapter title. 

@cultureisdarkbeer @season4mulder @baronessblixen @kikocrystalball @kyouryokusenshi @piecesofscully @monikafilefan @today-in-fic @improlificinsarcasm @lappina @skullsmuldon  @wholeperson @mobygirl21 @faithfirst2016 @postmodernpromartheus @lmsmith099 @alienbaby-babymama @sandymans-world  @blossom-ofsnow @rationalcashew @thatsaprettycoolposter

Part 6: Gypsy Journey

Georgia

They’d been travelling for almost 7 months and they’d stopped in Peachtree City just outside of Atlanta in Georgia when Gibson heard him - it for the first time in months.

“Come to me. Do not run.”

Gibson looked around, Mulder was still in the restroom with William. There at the rear of the building stood an Alien Bounty Hunter. Gibson swallowed and hoping he wasn’t about to make a mistake walked closer.

“I could have killed you many times over, human.”

“Then why haven’t you?”

“You know why.”

The hunter reached out and placed his hand on Gibson’s head. “You have been damaged.” Gibson felt a warmth pass from the Hunters hand, his head felt like it was on fire. And then just like that it wasn’t. The Hunter stepped back and Gibson heard Mulder calling his name, he turned and had to brace himself against the building wall when dizziness passed through him.

“You okay Gibson?” Mulder began to walk towards him; William in his arms. William called out to him in his own way verbally “Gi, Gi…” And a mental thought of a dark ominous beach - waves crashing forcefully. William’s arms were outstretched and he wiggled in Mulder’s arms. Gibson looked behind him one last time - the hunter was gone.

Gibson met Mulder halfway, “I think he wants you to hold him, Gibbs.” Mulder had started calling him that several months ago. He liked it. Mulder handed William to him and William snuggled close, almost like he was comforting him. 

Batesburg-Leesburg, South Carolina

As they moved up the east coast the nightmares kept them steady company on their gypsy-like journey. Scully walking away holding William, William reaching out to Mulder, a plaintive “Da-da...” fading as both mother and child became one with the endless sand.

 They took a circuitous route north driving west in South Carolina first. The plan was to spend a night in Spartansburg. Gibson stared out the window and noticed the silence first, then a vibration that grew louder. He turned his head and looked at William whose eyes were wide with fright.

It was only a few moments until he read the mind of the man he once accused of being afraid of him.

“Krycek thought he could kill me, he was wrong. I’m going to give you another chance Marita, even though you did nothing to stop him from pushing me down the stairs.”

Gibson could feel the satisfaction from the man taking a deep slow drag from his cigarette. “I want my grandson found and when you do you are going to bring him to me.”

Suddenly Gibson heard other sounds - dark, dangerous - something was in Spartansburg. The sign ahead read Spartanburg Exit 14 A Route 85 North. Gibson grabbed Mulder’s forearm.

“Mulder - don’t take the exit. We can’t go to Spartanburg. I, I can’t explain exactly - there’s something - danger. WE can’t go there.”

Mulder looked at the fear in the earnest young man’s face and nodded in unspoken agreement and merged into another lane. Gibson closed his eyes and sighed in relief, but William was projecting - the dark ominous beach was back.

The nightmare that came while in the safe house in North Carolina was the worst. Gibson didn’t know how much longer any of them would survive without restful sleep.

A triangular UFO made of sand, lifting up, up - changing into weather stained metal. A low humming began as more craft of all sizes now dotted the skies, the beach became a city of rubble. Screams of the dying, explosions, buildings toppling as the crafts above continued their reign of destruction.

A baby’s wail shattered the dream and a new one crept in. William crawled across the sand toward his father. Mulder was sick, dying, skin pasty his face and body moist with sweat, eyes red. William on his knees hands on his father’s chest, grasping Mulder’s shirt in his small hands. “Daa-Daa… Daa-Daa….” Mulder raised his arm weakly, a thumb wiped at the tears on his son's cheek. He swallowed his throat, felt raw, tight and it was getting harder and harder to breath. 

In the distance Scully ran toward them, in her hand - a syringe. “Mulder… ” her voice echoed. Everything would be okay now. Scully was coming. “God, I love you William.” Mulder’s hand fell just as Scully dropped to her knees beside them. “No, no, no, no… Mulder. Damn you!” She plunged the needle into his neck. “C’mon, c’mon don’t do this to Me! To our son!” Scully ripped Mulder’s shirt open and began chest compressions continuing to scream at him to wake up.

William was still on his knees beside her when she noticed the change Mulder’s skin had turned gelatinous… No! She looked at William as he was pulling his hands away from his father's chest, a stretchy, viscous slime coating his hands. Scully looked at her own hands pressed against Mulder’s now translucent chest and the creature writhing within. Scully scooped William into her arms, got to her feet and backed away. 

The creature burst from Mulder’s chest, it seemed to sniff the air until it swiveled its head and looked directly at Scully and William. Scully took several steps backward, her eyes never leaving the creature, until she bumped into something - someone. CGB Spender held a gun to her back. “Give the boy to Marita, Dana… I can still call you Dana can’t I? After our oh so memorable road trip… I’d rather not shoot you in front of the boy.”

Marita stepped forward and Scully reluctantly relinquished William; his cries grew louder as Marita carried him away toward a car. Spender also began backing away the gun still trained on Scully.

“I can’t forgive you for hiding him from me Dana. A man has a right to see his grandson grow. I wonder if there’s anything left of Fox in that creature? Perhaps you’ll be the one to survive? I think not, it’s unfortunate - I could have given you the world… It’s too late for that. I’ll raise William as my own, my heir. Finally a child to mold who can be the son I always wanted.”

The Mulder-Creature slowly slinked forward closer to Scully. “Goodbye, Dana.” The creature  moved like lightning striking driving Scully into the sandy beach. William struggled in Marita’s arms. “Da-da, da-da… n, n, nooo….” The creature turned toward the sound of William’s voice and took a few steps away from Scully. “Get the boy in the car, Marita. NOW!” Spender hissed.

Scully rose shakily to her feet and launched herself at the creature, instinct took over and it turned on her, slashing with its claws. Marita was still trying to get the struggling William in the car, his cries reached a fever pitch. “Nooooooo…...M, M … Ma….Mama!”

A sonic bomb, a wave of psychic energy consumed them, scouring everything clean.

Pure Darkness. 

William was crying out for his father. Both Mulder and Gibson stumbled to the makeshift nursery, Mulder took his son in his arms. “Shhh, Will… it’s okay, I’m here.” Gibson shook his head, the remnants of the dream fading. His head was pounding, he felt the familiar wetness above his lip, he reached up and swiped, blood on his fingertips. Gibson noticed blood beneath Mulder’s nose as well, as their eyes met. 

“What just happened?” Gibson shook his head, the dreams were fading, becoming hazy. William was calming, becoming quiescent in his father’s arms.

*****

Miles away the ABH felt the child’s power spread, an invisible wave -  so much untapped potential - so untrained. The ship responded, absorbing the energy even as the readout from a monitor went static. His brothers surrounded him. “It is done,” one of them said. “Call the boy,” intoned another.

[mushroomsandteeth]

Favorite Fanwork Day!!!

Too many to pick just one so lets GO!

I'm starting with people who have made fanart and side stories for my fan fiction because I literally think about them everyday and I'm so grateful.

Again, @rainydogco made my baby beautiful, I love it. He looks so handsome like, I think Butch would give you a kiss if he was real.

@felinalain made a side piece to my enormous fan fic that literally stars an in universe cat named Satan. Its adorable and I love it. I'm grateful everyday that such a minor character got attention.

Now onto ACTUAL Venom content

@deluxetrashqueen made this beautiful, almost-too-smart-for-me fic that combines Venom with the Thing novella. It is brilliant and you should be reading it

@dyradoodles said "fuck you Cates I'm making my own canon! With black jack! And a OT3 between Eddie, Flash and Symby!". Seriously though its a good read and a great dive into the mind of Eddie Brock. (Also check out their art, they good)

Eiichi made this AU that is probably one of my favorite Venom AUs. Its 9 parts and my favorite is probably the camping trip. I haven't been able to read the latest parts of it because I'm a baby bitch who can't handle angst, so, if you like angst there is that.

Nitrobot made this big beautiful piece and if you love Black Cat and minor Spider-man villians you should read it. I freaking love this thing. Also rare OT3 of Felicia/Eddie/Symby but it feels so earned.

old_blue made this and it is like Twin Peaks met Venom and had a baby. I kept trying to guess where it would go. This is like my jam and I love it.

Correction, THIS is my jam. Zuzeca mixed Lovecraft with Venom and even though Venom is my primary special interest Lovecraftian lore is my second. So this is just a sandwhiche of two of my favorite things.

LunaLeaf (Nixye) made this based off of the fic @schadenfiend was writing called "The Hand that Feeds". And I recommend both things cus the fic is great if unfinished and this pie recipe is amazing I have made it three times now.

I have more but I'm gonna cut it off here. Go check out @princess-of-peachtrees fics they are all great and too many for me to pick just one. @owlapinart , @d-erm @mentalrhapsody do great art that blows my freaking mind every time they post.

And if I didn't list you its because I spent over 60 minutes on this one post but I swear if you have a fic I most likely have read it and you know I'm always combing the tags for art. I love the fandom here and all our creators you guys rock.

@symbruary

[bittersweetbonbon]

Is it too personal to ask what even happened? I'm a bit confused and want to have a better understanding on what's going on/gen

i fucked up, ive been making a friend uncomfortable this entire time, and they never told me. i wish i knew that i had been hurting them. and now they never want to speak to me again. i doubt my other friend will, either.

im legitimately heartbroken. i really am. it seems like everyone but me knows whats going on in my life and what im doing wrong. nobody ever communicates with me.

ill just.... have to do better in the future. thats all i can do, really.

start a new discord server, get new friends, save the old ones that i have already. reboot the aus and characters that were mine. try to move on.

i really will miss them. peachtrees, mystic, everyone i'm being made to leave behind. you guys gave me the best four years of my life, and i'm truly grateful, and truly sorry.