❀˖° Alana is my name.
❀˖° Aspiring journalist
❀˖° Desmond Sycamore’s Orchid.
“I might be a journalist but I’m 𝙝𝙞𝙨 journalist.”
(REVERSE AU BY NARIUL)
The topic of the stream has felt draining, a girl once filled with curiosity of this domain has left her in hesitation
The topic of the stream has felt draining, a girl once filled with curiosity of this domain has left her in hesitation
The last thing she saw before waking up was being caressed on the cheek by
The last thing she saw before waking up was being caressed on the cheek by
Her eyes narrow a little as she then remembered the place she met back at the castle
She doesn’t like them, she doesn’t want to go back but she can’t
Her eyes narrow a little as she then remembered the place she met back at the castle
She doesn’t like them, she doesn’t want to go back but she can’t
𝙄 𝙖𝙢 .. 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚, 𝙄.. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙈𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚.
..
𝙉𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨. 𝙉𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘. 𝙉𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬.
𝙄 𝙖𝙢 .. 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚, 𝙄.. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙈𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚.
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𝙉𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨. 𝙉𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘. 𝙉𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬.
Halloween Costume for #bweirdOCtober2025!
ya i'm posting these out of order haha, berbertide is a liiitttle layton inspired so you know
#oc #ocsky #art #eventideobservers
Halloween Costume for #bweirdOCtober2025!
ya i'm posting these out of order haha, berbertide is a liiitttle layton inspired so you know
#oc #ocsky #art #eventideobservers
She seemed restless. All that talk about Targent all those memories rushing in her head like a train.
She seemed restless. All that talk about Targent all those memories rushing in her head like a train.
As she levitates, she felt the wind blow beneath her feet as her shawl moved a bit against it.
Once she arrived she hugged her knees when she sat down on that little hill under the tree.
“𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙣 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚..”
As she levitates, she felt the wind blow beneath her feet as her shawl moved a bit against it.
Once she arrived she hugged her knees when she sat down on that little hill under the tree.
“𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙣 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚..”
A few of her eyes closed as she sighs quietly
A few of her eyes closed as she sighs quietly
“𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤. 𝙄𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙’𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨.”
…
“𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙁𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩..”
“𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤. 𝙄𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙’𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨.”
…
“𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙁𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩..”
“𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙯𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣? 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧?”
“𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙯𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣? 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧?”
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯.
𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯?
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥.
(I can’t let them see.)
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯.
𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯?
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥.
(I can’t let them see.)
She walked down the hallway
She walked down the hallway
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?”
“𝘖𝘩, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐’𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.”
“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵? 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 👎︎♏︎⬧︎⬧︎♓︎♏︎ 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺!”
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?”
“𝘖𝘩, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐’𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.”
“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵? 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 👎︎♏︎⬧︎⬧︎♓︎♏︎ 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺!”