May I ask what those tiny purple flowers you posted from the ecoeegions project??? I also used to pick them as a kid and would love to know what they are.
Oh yes, they are henbit! Sorry, I put it in the image description but not the main uhhh body of the text
Anyway here is another beautiful gem, 'purple dead nettle'
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I came with my thoughts and my hopes and my fears. I came calling myself by the name of someone I could never be. I followed the rules, as best I could, protected those who came under my care and hoped.
I hoped so much, Archivist.
But I came with a hidden knife in my palm, twisted fingers stabbing into my chest. I came a little bit too strange, a little bit too far to the left. I reached, and I reached, but there was something ripping through my chest and lungs, and I didn’t know what to do.
I don’t know what to do, Archivist. My chest will rip itself open soon, and I will lie alone on the cold floor of a dorm room that no longer exists. I am ghosts wrapped in ghosts wrapped in shells now, and I cannot imagine what it’s like to not feel insubstantial.
I am alone, Archivist.
I am so, so alone, and there’s something ripping my chest open from the inside.
I came with a hidden knife and a contract wrapped in silk and cobweb, written by the dark of the moon. I thought it necessary at the time, of course - who doesn’t?
If I hadn’t maybe the stabbing in my chest would be less literal, the twisting of my gut less painful. Maybe.
Maybe.
But the time for maybe’s has passed, and there is blood seeping out from beneath my fingers as I pen this.
Would you keep my name safe for me, Archivist? I offer you the last gasp of breath from my lungs, bottled, a silver knife lined with blood.
Give them to someone who needs them, please.
[The paper is torn and bloodied, wrapped around a glass vial and a small, silver paring knife and bound with cobweb. The signed name cannot be read.]
Happy Valentine's Day! Aphrodite and Hephaestus or Luna and Draco?
After the war, when things have settled, when school romances have their course, Luna says to Harry, “If you’re ready to date again, I have a cousin that I think would see the shapes in clouds as you, if you’re interested.”
To her cousin, she says, “I know a boy, who I think might like the bitter aftertaste, like you do, if you’re interested.”
Then, when they both show up, and turn to her glaring, she smiles and says, “Look, Draco, Harry, I think you should just trust me.”
She’s known they were perfect for each other since she was eleven years old. The strength of the wind was never quite right before now, is all.
Ahhhh do you have any other headcanons for the archive/the institute after Jonah's death that didn't make it into the fic? What happened to Daisy and Basira?
Sure! The Institute, post-Reverb:
So @ferafish made me laugh today by calling it Foster’s Home for Fear Monsters, and I fuckin love that. They didn’t mean to become a finishing school for dual-avatars, but also, Martin isn’t going to complain if he’s got people tied to all the other Fears as part of his web. Better chances of learning if anyone has figured out the trick to the Rituals yet.
Other things!
1) Basira did end up joining the Institute after a long, long debate, because she just couldn’t imagine not working with Daisy. The two of them are in Acquisitions. They still stop in sometimes, but mostly they travel and do whatever they want and now and then they’ll drop by with a monster or cursed item or, on a couple occasions, a new employee.
2) After Jonah’s death and Peter’s funeral, Simon Fairchild just had to see what was going on with the Institute. He found Martin delightful. Martin stole one of his adopted kids to take over coordinating travel for their field employees. They ended up being the first Web/Vast person at the Institute.
3) Annabelle checks in every so often and brings them gifts of money or employees. She and Martin have a friendly rivalry going over who has the most influence over the Web-aligned at the Institute. Mostly it’s irrelevant. Martin has the Archivist, after all.
4) The Institute is open 24/7 now, mostly for ease of scheduling the Dark-aligned. Michael-the-night-receptionist, btw, is, in fact, the Michael Sasha kidnapped.
5) The Lonely-aligned employees generally prefer to work remotely. The Corruption-aligned are required to.
6) Almost all Institute employees are either Web or Beholding aligned (watcher or weaver) + something else. They’ve got one single person who is Desolation + the End (an orphan Daisy found in the burned out shell of a house that they all sort of co-raised, though mostly her and Jon, because Basira isn’t actually very good with kids and like hell was Jon going to let them neglect their education). They are the only Desolation-aligned person allowed in the Archives, and they’re the one who steps in when there are serious threats against the Institute.
7) Sasha gets a cat. Or, well, more like makes a cat. Her cat and Patrząc have one single litter together, and the result is both so adorable and so terrifying that they’re not allowed to have another.
Slightly strange question here- how much of a difference is there between your Camp Streamix personas and your regular IR personas?
Kristen: This is going to come as a shock but I am A) Not an angry God of Murder permenently cursed to butt monkey status as a camp counselor and B) not a child who writes weird fanfiction about people around her and speaks solely in muppet.
Alex: Streamix Alex is an asshole
Queen: Literally none, Queen would absolutely only show up post a note on a board and then take off.
Phill: My beard ain’t cardboard. That’s the difference.
Jojo: They’re happy
Carl: Jooj I'ma give you a big hug
Jojo: I’m just being edgy lmao
Carl: xDDD too late, here it comes. There's no stopping it
Jojo: AAAAAAAA-
Carl: Tho I'ma be edgy too here and say my non-canon streamix sona (based on fics that have already been written) is a helluva lot more confident that I am :'3c and my normal persona is just me tbh hue
Uprising: ummmm lol yea my streamix sona is a lot more confident than my actual self, uprising as a persona isnt actually well developed bc theres no real need to. unless youre talking about my persona as in my psyche, then theres a difference in confidence and i dont actually wear skirts
Bro: Bro in the IRverse in general is a lot more bitter
Adric: Don't have much of a streamix Sona as it stands, but from what there was of her/same fic Carl meantioned, there isn't a lot of a difference. They are just as calm, caring, and just existing as I am/try to be.
Juno: No difference lmao
Scott: There's a difference between our personas?
Split: other than he's a child, probably much more energetic
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I just finished Midnight Radio and holy crap, that was such a beautiful ending. Sybil and Amelia's ruminations on ghosts resonated with me for several reasons, and I loved it. Expect fan art in the near future.
Thank you so much! There are really no words for how wonderful it is to hear that the show has touched people and they’ve enjoyed listening.
In regards to tatoos and ghosts- so is Gerry end-aligned? Can that/will that bleed through to Jon? (Also this au gives me life, and I love it).
Gerry is End-aligned! He’s also Beholding aligned. Multiclassed!
He was pledged to the Beholding, by his tattoos, but being bound to that book also bound him to The End. Part of the reason he’s bound to Jon is a bit of an eldritch tug-of-war, with the Beholding , uh, opportunistically trying to reclaim its due, so to speak. At least initially. And yeah, he counts as an End mark on Jon.