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And then 20 minutes later, he's trapped in a tiny box with nowhere to run as he's permanently murdered, followed by the special end credits which feature the art of his staked body abandoned on the ground. I am definitely, absolutely 100% fine after all that (<- lying)

This is the kid Wilbur saw as a little brother yet now that kid despises him. God knows what Dream did to him to cause the amnesia and use it to turn Tommy into somebody he doesn't fully recognise but they will get to the bottom of this. Then over the coming days and weeks, he sees Tommy get lost in the pressure to be somebody he isn't anymore. Wilbur will love Tommy regardless of who he is now. If that means letting him get a headstart on running away, so be it.

Things will eventually work out for them but in that moment, where Wilbur unmasks a panicking Lucid to reveal the person whose absence he's been grieving for months, his whole world falls apart.

However, that doesn't mean that someone might not lose out and struggle to catch their breath more often without medical aids. So just imagine Whumpee trying to act normal while having difficulty breathing properly thanks to their breathing device being lost or damaged. Even if Caretaker notices, Whumpee will insist they're perfectly fine, don't worry about it.

THEY R DOING AWESOME. here r some pictures

Henrik be like *dies just to spite the other doctors.* oh you thought he was getting better? after he said he was the only one who understood his own body? *passes away from edginess*

Marvin, performing necromancy on him:

Henrik, blinking awake: ha! my plan to get out of the hospital worked! dumb fucks!!

Hm... Well Anti seems obviously Slytherin, Ambitious, Dark Wizard, rulebreaker, but a part of me wants to say he's actually Gryffindor. He's bold, sometimes idiotically so, never backs down in the face of danger, never thinks he's wrong, willing to do what it takes to make things 'Right' again. Or at least in his mind.

If Chase didn't attend a certain wizarding school in America, I think he'd be a Gryffindor, much to his own surprise. He might seem like a Hufflepuff on the surface, but really there's a brave and strong heart underneath it all. Also he does dumb stunts with magic all the time and DEF has a troublemaking streak.

Considering Henrik... This one is difficult but I'm pretty sure beauxbatons is an all female school (i could be wrong though) and Durmstrang doesn't accept muggleborns, which Henrik is. He might have actually written to the headmaster of Hogwarts at the time and pleaded to be let in after learning its reputation.

If that's the case, I think Henrik would also be Gryffindor. Ravenclaw might fit his hunger for knowledge, a bigger part of his character (and my favorite part) is his fierceness. Henrik can be loud, smart, unafraid to call people on their bullshit, and his loyalty to people close to him. He cares little for rules and instead tries to do what's right by his morals.

“Okay, right,” mumbles Ro, getting to his feet. “Yeah, I’ll just... Chase. Right.”

And then he can’t bring himself to say the name Marvin out loud.

He tugs on sneakers - nice sneakers, red and white - and finds thin black gloves near the door, slipping them on despite a warm fall outside his window. He loves having gloves. Jackie is wearing a long, heavy red hoodie and long black and white sweatpants. He feels covered and comfy and - for the first time in a long time - handsome.

But somehow even that realization is painful, and he turns away from the mirror, swiping at a place on his forehead where a scar will one day exist.

He pushes out of his room, glancing down a short hallway towards a homey little living room with a couple worn-down couches. The house is quiet. He wanders through the kitchen and the laundry room, where faint voices waft in through an opened window. Pushing through the back door, he sees a pair of siblings working on a pretty little garden together, helping each other tear up weeds and chattering about nothing.

He’s never seen Blue and Trick spending time together alone.

“Hey,” he calls weakly.