it's kinda great.

HG: I, Lenore, I appreciate the enthusiasm, but--

Lenore: READ THEM ALL. NOW.

HG: (Ahem, thank you for the interest, I suggest reading the Time Machine or the War of the Worlds first, and then--)

Lenore: I better see you read all of the things. Or else.

@savingoursanity

“Hi again fabulous ghosties! It’s us. Sorry for leaving you all up in the dust, we got a little bit carried away with our time travelling dateventures…”

“A little bit?”

“...But now we’re back in business again, baby! We never really officially left, but whatevs. It’s been a year apparently, so we recreated our first selfie! Nothing’s changed, much, thank goodness. Ghosts don’t age, so that’s hella great.”

“My dear Lenore, it has only been a year…But yes, we are back!”

((Hellooo anons! Thank you for these asks, but these two have already been answered:

favorite places

favorite books

I won’t delete my blogs. It’s up to Tumble if they destroy everything in here. I still might be able to answer the remaining questions in here. If my blogs get deleted accidentally, I’ll answer them instead on me twitter, but idk if I’ll “open” an actual ask box and continue this blog over there.

Anyways, enjoy your week everybody! Much love from HG and Lenore.))

((Helloo everybody! Gene here!! Very sorry for the inactivity without explanation--I would like to make some announcements right NOW

This blog is certainly not dead, I should’ve made an announcement before that this blog (plus my other art blog) might undergo a hiatus because of me handling a lot of life stuff right now, and sadly I can’t say for sure when I’ll be able to get it up and running again. HOWEVER I would like to hope that the earliest possible time that I’ll be able to post again is...anytime next week? Maybe!

But for now here’s a little work in progress of an AU where Lenore is in HG’s shoes and HG is in Lenore’s shoes! The complete piece will be uploaded on my art blog @icecreampizzer!!

Lenore: I think...there was one time we bumped into accidentally. Um. Who was it--Alcott? She didn’t recognize us at first. She thought we were just from a wedding.