I Can't Believe I Did This - Tumblr Posts

I’m really sorry for doing this, but im happy I did I never thought I'd be able to do such Diney style well anyways this is Lin V. and the Conductor hope you guys like it, because I sure did like it (not the background tho I hate drawing backgrounds)

Conductor belongs to @erkfir (if u seeing this im really sorry ur character is amazing and really fun to draw <3)

Smaller

Maybe if a prettier, more naive person

with lighter skin

and a whiter smile

and brighter eyes

stood where I did

they’d be surprised.

But I, being none of those things

yet so desperately desiring all of them,

was the one who stood victim

to the sea of masks.

And as I looked from one curled smirk

to another condescending stare,

there wasn’t a single ounce of

surprise in my body that I couldn’t find

one look of sympathy.

Eyes surrounded me like laughing gas in the trenches

I did the only thing I could think to do.

Make myself smaller.

Smaller than their mocking looks could grasp,

smaller than their hateful smiles could bite,

shedding my tongue.

Then my eyes.

Then my skin.

Until all that was left was bare bones and the only things

I knew we all shared.

And that quivering pile

of marrow and blood and tissue

was so much smaller than those towering giants of bigotry

that none of them could hear

them rattle out

“I pray that those like me will forgive me for the crime of being small”.

It was forgotten in the wind,

like the rest of them.

ACE ATTORNEY CHARACTERS AS THINGS ME AND MY FRIENDS HAVE SAID

(kinda spoilery? mostly for aa4)

Regulus POV

As he turned the corner, Regulus saw James standing there, in the moonlight, staring up at the stars. He looked so peaceful. Slowly, he turned to leave, but the other boy called out, “stay.” And so he did. He would do anything for James, no matter what, which was why he was here in the first place.

To say goodbye.

“James,” regulus said, his voice coming across normal, even though he felt like a raging storm inside, messy and strange, but empty. “Regulus,” James replied, turning to face him, “I haven’t seen you in ages.” Regulus realised that this was a bad idea, he couldn’t do it, but he was here, so he spoke, “I know. I just wanted to say goodbye.” James went to speak, opening that beautiful goddamn mouth of his, but regulus kept talking, “I wanted to say that you were the only thing that brought me true happiness, that you were the reason I believed in love, and that I still love you. So much James, so much.” He could feel tears forming, but he fought to keep them from falling. “Reggie, whatever you’re going to do, don’t.” Said James, taking a step towards regulus, his face broken into a million pieces. Oh, he could always tell when something was wrong, when stuff just wasn’t right, hopefully he can find someone who appreciates that just as much as regulus does. “I can’t James,” he said, trying not to just give in and run towards him, “I have to.” And then, he apparated away

James’ POV

Suddenly, regulus was gone, leaving James standing out there, in the cold, confused, sad and broken. It hurt to see him, his darling regulus, after all those months, but he still shone just as brightly to James. Something was wrong though, that much he could tell, and he knew he had to check on him. So James went back inside the flat he shared with Sirius and found the one thing he kept of regulus’, the one object that was so familiar to both of them, that they would know it even after death, a golden snitch. He grabbed it and whispered a spell, and it started tugging him in a direction.

James ended up at the entrance of a cave, the treacherous waters crashing against the rocks, this had to be the wrong place, but the snitch kept tugging, only this time stronger, so he followed it. It got to a point where he had to conjure a boat, and sail through the water, towards an island, where he could see a silhouette of a person being dragged down by cold, mutilated hands, and he jumped out, running towards the other boy. “REGULUS,” he shouted, “REGGIE.” He got to the body, and dragged it out of the grip of the creatures, but it was limp and cold, his lips blue and his face deathly pale.

As James cradled the body of the boy he loved, he sobbed, and screamed, the sounds tearing themselves out of his throat. Why had he done this? Why had his beautiful, darling, lovely regulus done this? Later, much later, he would find out, and his already broken heart would break even more, but he didn’t know that at that moment, so he kept screaming, and sobbing, and holding his one true love.

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