This pack trailer is really bringing people’s true colors to light🤡
If you’re homophobic, biphobic, etc. please unfollow me. We all have a right to our own opinions until those opinions are condemning innocent people🙂
Usually he’d end up sleeping his way through the school day, then be unable to fall asleep the following night, and get stuck in that loop until he finally managed to break free a day or two before Vultus would keep him up all night again.
Birdie Pickingill, a virtuoso spellcaster who is clearly way more powerful than she needs to be lmao
Don't worry though, she's putting that power to good use (sarcasm) as she's completely forsaken the magical realm and lives as far away as she can in Henford-on-Bagley...
“I’m really glad you came…” his words trailed off.
The longer he looked into her eyes, held her quivering hand, the more his heart sank. It felt a little bit like his chest was trying to cave in on itself.
"You um... you said you were clean, right?"
@Cherrieee91
She has an “apology” up on her account that says she’s sorry for her actions but then blames YOU for the way she acted… Im not good at math but I don’t think those things add up lmao
- Niran Luong
- Human
- Aspiring pro gamer, stoner, constant state of slight confusion, lives with the world's most precious grandma, spends his free time grinding to beat Soren's Mario Kart high score
- 1.76 GPA, C's get degrees baby
- ESFP-A
“Honey, I’m so sorry to have to tell you this, but Max was shot tonight. Someone found him in an alley on the east side—”
“But he’s okay, right? Right?!”
She sniffled again. “No, honey, I’m sorry. He’s dead.”
Lost a few followers after today’s queue and the only reason I can think of is Birdie’s entire ass being out lol so here’s a retweet of Nico’s ass to go with it
When they had first moved in half way through their second semester, the apartment had been perfect.
It was bright with big windows and color everywhere. There was space for entertaining friends, good wifi, and it was within walking distance of the campus.
"What would you say if someone did ask you to go with them though? Like, as their date."
Lys shrugged. "Depends who they are. But probably no."
Max could feel his heart actively sinking, but asked his next question anyway. "What if I asked you?"
Lys was laid out on his bed with one of his father's old acoustic guitars in his grasp, humming a tune as he strummed absentmindedly when his door opened.
Glancing back, he watched as Max shut the door carefully behind himself. "Maxi-pad? What's up?"
Lyssa was the goddess of mad rage, of frenzy. She'd tried shoving her own anger off on her son, a child of Apollo, and stealing the boy's happiness away from him in return.
"You would believe the things that woman has told you about me?"
"I would. Rissa is a very old friend."
“Our baby… oh, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺!” she sobbed.
Her legs gave out beneath her and she would have hit the floor in a heap if it weren’t for Nico catching her, lowering her to the floor slowly.
"But what do I do if she's not?" His voice broke despite how he'd spent all week convincing himself he didn't care if she was or not.
"You don't do anything. She's not your responsibility. If she's clean then that's lovely, but if she isn't then you continue just the same."
Max's room is still just the play room so there isn't much personality to it, but he's okay with it cause he doesn't spend much time in their anyway, he's usually in Lys or Ren's rooms instead.
Her face fell as recognition took hold. “Oh… I’m sorry Maxim. I… I swear I’m not high, I just-“
“You’re not high? Just like you didn’t just mistake me for your other kid?”
He sighed, shaking his head as he squeezed the bridge of his nose. “Mom, go home.”
They had known Henry since they were children.
He was far from caring, rarely sympathetic, usually thinking about himself first and foremost.
The fact that Lys had let him in, had let him be more than just a friend, was strange to not only Ren.
Death bowed his head in greeting. “I did not intend to interrupt, I will return at a later date—”
“No,” Birdie cut him off, wiping at her tears and allowing her husband to help her stand. “I’d like to keep you out of my house as much as possible. Say what you came to say.”
Max gripped his soda nervously. “But they’re so expensive—”
“Max.” Nico cut him off with a laugh. “It’s prom, buddy.” He turned like he was going to leave it at that before adding, “Besides, you need to look nice if you think you’re taking my son.”
When he stepped around the counter he finally found Lys, sitting on the tile with his back to the wood cabinets, their mother’s bottle of Jack Daniel’s in his grasp.
“Oh, yo, what are you doing-?” Ren began but Lys turned his face up to him and the words froze in his throat.
He recognized where he was as soon as his eyes opened.
It wasn’t a dream. He was in the park.
Sitting on a bench, Vultus watched him approaching, standing as he drew near.
“Sorry, I was just- I, uh, I didn’t mean to wake you-“
Max shook his head, still with the same tired grin. “It’s okay. I was barely asleep anyway.”
“What time did you come in?”
Of course, hanging out at the house with him had never been Lys' plan for that day, no matter what his mother told him, so when Max peeked in and asked if he wanted to go to the gym, Lys glanced down at his baby brother.
"Um... yeah, lemme get Stinky dressed quick."
Lys shook his head. “I could have saved him. I was finally fucking figuring out healing humans but I was too stupid to put it to use when it was actually needed.”
Lys gave him another one of his blinding smiles, and Max's heart stopped sinking so it could start skipping beats instead.
"I think you're the only person I would say yes to."
L "Trade you."
M "But you already licked it."
L "You don't want my spit?"
M "Not unless we're making out-"
R "I'm going to stop grabbing those for you if you two don't shut the hell up."
It had been a long time since he had first met Death, a very very old man in the body of a very very young man. Vultus was his real name, though nobody but Lys had known that in centuries.
Tears were streaming down his face, something Ren hadn’t seen since they were toddlers, his eyes bloodshot and full of so much sorrow it hurt just to see it.
Ren dropped to his knees beside his brother, hands going to either side of Lys’ face. “What happened?!”
Because he held no aura of his own, Birdie was not the first to realize they had a guest.
Instead it was Nico who looked over his wife’s shoulder and asked, “Who are you?”
She turned and was far from taken aback. “Death,” she answered for him.
They’d lost three of their boys the night one of them died.
They’d lost the daughter they’d had as well, but she did well to hide that fact, and they never had time to look very closely and notice it either.
Jay talked me into posting a spoiler since the kids won't be aging up for a few more weeks, so enjoy some pics of the cutest friend group ever during one of their weekly movie nights💛
(shoutout to
@Lacilia_
for the angel sleeping across 3 different laps, I love him so much🥲)
If Lys was completely honest with himself, Leith was okay.
He didn’t like how small he was, how it looked as if one harsh gust of wind could have broken the baby into pieces, but he 𝘸𝘢𝘴 kind of cute...
They'd chugged their pre-workout on the walk there, taking a break an hour in to refill the bottles with water instead.
"So... are you planning on going to prom?" Max asked out of nowhere.
There was a small group of people within the music industry that Lys knew were still friends with his father, and he was hoping that would earn him their favor.
When the front door opened, Lys was, for once, not the only person who was startled.
He and Max both jumped at the sound, jumping again when Aby yelled, “They’re here!” skipping down the hallway as she did.
He was right, but she didn’t want him to be.
Lysander was frigid to even the baby brother he had once adored—keeping him in the house would only cause her children more pain in the end.
“Um, Lysander? It’s Eiko Tanaka, the guardian at Max’s group home…”
Lys’ heart stilled in his chest. “What happened? Where’s Max?”
He could hear her sniffling as she tried to find words.
And just like that, my baby is a child😭
He's self assured, because of course he is, and he and Ren are excited to finally be going to school together again!