he/him // wannabe sirius black

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Latest Posts by moonys-brightest-star - Page 2

hello!

could u possibly do a web weaving for all the people pleasers? i would really love it. thank u!

I give you my blank heart.
Please write on it
what you wish.
Plants die when watered too much, 
and I never learned when to stop giving.
that’s the curse of being a writer 
i adopt everyone’s feelings 
and let them live in my skin 

the mindbreaks and their heartaches 
as if my own weren’t enough
Sacrificing my first loyalty—to myself—
in my mute lack of protest, as I
chose not to have a voice.
Dear March—Come in—
How glad I am—
I hoped for you before—
Put down your Hat—
You must have walked—
How out of Breath you are—
ID: A simple drawing of five yellow flowers connected by the tips of their stems on a light purple background. Text reads: "it's okay to live a life others don't understand" "i am under no obligation to make sense to you."
I use to take pride
in being likable
A master of disguise
A one size fits all
I'm in the business of losin' your interest
And I turn a profit each time that we speak
And I understood that if I kept it all up...
no one would know me.
A dim light far in the distance? No.
To love I had to be there.
I had to be there to be loved.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
This may be me at my best.
No, I don't want to talk about myself
Tell me where it hurts
I just want to build you up, build you up
'Til you're good as new
And maybe one day I will get around to fixing myself too

I will be a mirror, don't look at me as myself.

I Loved You Before I Was Born, Li-Young Lee | Louise Kaufmann | the moon: poems to heal your heart, k.tolnoe | Setting Myself Free, Julia Greef | Dear March—Come in—, Emily Dickinson | Neurodivergency Affirmation Sticker, thatautisticjoy (redbubble) | Likable, Mary Kethya Khuon | Come Over, Noah Kahan | The Landing, Marie Howe | Calling A Wolf A Wolf, Kaveh Akbar | Two, Sleeping At Last

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A web weaving of codependency plsss

I have never understood where the line is drawn, 
between sacrifice and self-slaughter.
Love isn't soft, like those poets say. 
Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.
There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite.
You said I killed you- haunt me, then! Be with me always - take any form- drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. 
I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the 
warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
We were entwined in red rings
Of blood and loneliness before
I stuff my mouth full of cherries. 
Say, this is the taste of love, and I will choke on it.
I beg you, eat me up. 
Want me down to the marrow.
Beautiful. Crushingly so. You
look like the rest of my life.
If I've got to suffer, 
it may as well be at your hands, 
your pretty hands.
To say we were 'in love', that vague weakened phrase, cannot express it. We loved each other, we lived in each other, through each other, by each other. We were each other.

'To death do us part' in the most literal sense

... I hope you weren't wanting something more romantic, aha. 'This is not a love poem' and all that.

Wolf Hall, Hilary Mantel | The Body, Stephen King | Iain S. Thomas | Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë | Crescendo, Becca Fitzpatrick | Kin, Maya Angelou | 2 Truths and a Lie, Angelea Lowes | The Love of the Wolf, Hélène Cixous | Beau Taplin | No Exit, Jean-Paul Sartre | The Sea, the Sea, Iris Murdoch

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"You were my home, Mother. I had no home but you"
Screencap from "Lady Bird."
A woman and her teenage daughter lay side by side, facing each other on a bed. They are both asleep.
"Does your mother love you all the time? Have you ever doubted? // I've doubted my own love for my mother. I doubt. / Do I have to forgive in order to love? Or do I have to love // for forgiveness to even be possible?"
"Are you only here because your mother asked you to be? Do you only live because you were told to? // Reader, / Have you left your room and not because you had to"
"The most beautiful part of your body is wherever your mother's shadow falls."
"Mom, am I still young? / Can I dream for a few months more?"
Screencap from "Nobody Knows."
Two young children, a boy and a girl, walk down the middle of an empty street while holding hands.
"5. MY MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD ME TO NEVER PLAY WITH KNIVES. I BET SHE NEVER SAW ME BECOMING ONE. // 6. I SHARPEN MY TEETH ON MY SKIN."
Screenshot of a tumblr post by @death-born-aphrodite. 
"mom can you make my favorite ramen? can we go for a walk like we use to mom? can you hold my hand again when we do? mom can you make the pain go away like you did when i was little? mom i'm sorry i'm a bad daughter. can you put oil in my hair and we can watch a movie you like? mom can we try again? i promise i'll be good this time around."
"You're a mother, Ma. You're also a monster. But so am I - which is why I can't turn away from you. Which is why I have taken god's loneliest creature and put you inside it. / Look."
"I am forgetting how to say the simple things to my mother. The words that linger in my periphery. The words, a rear view mirror dangling from the wires. I am only fluent in apologies."

I HAVE MY MOTHER'S FACE AND HER GRIEF

Janet Fitch // Lady Bird (2017) dir. Greta Gerwig // Chen Chen // Youadan Teddy // Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong // Mitski Class of 2013 // 誰も知らない Nobody Knows (2004) dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda // Fatima Aamer Bilal days where my whole world is my bed. // death-born-aphrodite (tumblr) // Ocean Vuong On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous // Hieu Minh Nguyen Buffet Etiquette

I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.
I Think I Hate My Father.

I think I hate my father.

The Sun is Also a Star, Nicola Yoon | Woodtangle, Mary Ruefle | pinterest comment | Anatomy of Cat and Dog Skeletons, William Cheselden (quote unknown) | Father, The Front Bottoms | I'm the Villian in his history., Nat (Oh Fathers, Key Ballah) | @/inkskinned on tumblr | Thomas Builds-the-Fire, Smoke Signals, Sherman Alexie | no children art print, Rainboon | Untitled, Franz Wright | Franz Kafka in a letter to his father | Seventeen Going Under, Sam Fender | Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong, Ocean Vuong (from Night Sky With Exit Wounds)

Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.
Chronic.

Chronic.

on illness and fatigue

A Poem About Pain, David Budbill | She Used to Be Mine, Waitress | Under One Small Star, Wislawa Szymborska | Burried, Ashe Vernon | Vive, Vive, Traci Brimhall | Chronic Pain, NHS Inform | Drawing Restraints, Agnes Cecile | Half-Life in Exile, Hala Alyan | Body Terror Song, AJJ | Unknown | Battlefield, Topaz Winters | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Boy In The Bubble, Alec Benjamin | Quote by Richard Siken | Autoimmune Disease, Anna and Elena Balbusso | In The Pines, Alice Notley | Twenty, Silas Melvin

2 years ago
She Loved Him Like A Son

She loved him like a son

2 years ago

[sirius' initial over-dramatic reaction to jegulus]

Sirius: –i dont even know what to say to you Reggie and James?! you stupid motherfucker, I just never expected this–

Remus: *under his breath* ...brotherfucker

Sirius: –from you, I'm honestly at a loss for words. How cou–

Sirius:

Sirius:

Sirius:

Sirius: what?

Remus:

Remus:

Remus: *shifting awkwardly**clears throat* ...i um... i said... brotherfucker...

Sirius:

Sirius:

Remus: ...because–

Sirius: *cold* yeah no i got it. i got it, thanks.

Remus:

Sirius:

Remus:

James: *incredulous*...really?!

Remus: *hands up in surrender* my bad!

2 years ago

James wasn't the kind of person who liked to complain or speak about his problems. He didn't feel worthy of it, seeing how everyone else had it. He bootle up everything... until he couldn't anymore. Then he exploted, even the sun had their storms.

James Wasn't The Kind Of Person Who Liked To Complain Or Speak About His Problems. He Didn't Feel Worthy
2 years ago

Regulus: HELP! I told James I'd make dinner and I can't cook!

Remus, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you came to us?

Sirius, at the same time and already burning water: Don't worry, we got this

2 years ago
"i don't want to just survive anymore, mom. / it hurts it hurts it hurts, mom."
"Your finger lodged inside the throat. / Dearest Father, what becomes of the boy no longer a boy? Please- what becomes of the shepherd when the sheep are cannibals?"
Digital painting of two people holding onto each other. The man holds onto a stylized crying figure drawn in red. 
"IT HURTS SO MUCH" The crying figure says. 
"I KNOW" The man replies.
"I drink to our demolished house, / To all this wickedness, / To you, our loneliness together, / I raise my glass- // And to the dead-cold eyes, / The lie that has betrayed us, / The coarse, brutal world, the fact / That God has not saved us."
"This is what it's like to be alive without you here: some fall out of the world. I fall back into what I was. Days go by when I do nothing but underline the damp edge of myself. // What I want is what I've always wanted. What I want is to be changed."
"I did not ask to be this / This hideous creature of cracked skin and snarling voice / But this prison of flesh is the only gift you ever game me / So I will stretch this skin until I fill every crevice / And I will wear it until you regret that you created it. / You made me a creature to be feared. / So fear me."
"At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love? / At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession."
Digital painting of a headless human figure drawn in red. The sides extend out where the arms would be. There are splatters on the sides. 
"THIS VOID FEELS EXTERNAL"
"Anyone can tell you that. Here is the truth: I keep waiting for my anger to go dormant, but it won't. I keep waiting for someone to reroute my anger into the ocean, but no one can. My heart is closer to [...]"
"I am so tired of waiting, / Aren't you, / For the world to become good / And beautiful and kind? / Let us take a knife / And cut the world in two- / And see what worms are eating / At the rind."

sometimes i forget how much i didn't want to survive

Fariha Róisín How to Cute a Ghost / Ocean Vuong Prayer for the Newly Damned / @/litarnes (on instagram) / Anna Akhmatova The Last Toast / Mary Szybist Incarnadine: Poems / unknown / Anaïs Nin Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937 / unknown / Carmen Maria Machado In the Dream House / Langston Hughes Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social

2 years ago
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife
I've Polished This Anger And Now It's A Knife

i've polished this anger and now it's a knife

rubyetc.com / unknown / @/rbhvleo (tumblr) / Venetta Octavia The Burning / David Lynch The Angriest Dog in the World / Japanese Breakfast Boyish / unknown / @/jovialtorchlight (tumblr)

i. rubyetc

[ Messy drawing of two hands holding a bird. "HOLD ME, / NICELY, / I'M UNLOVELY" ]

ii. unknown

[ Black and white background image of people fighting. A man kneels down holding his head with his right hand in front of the audience. Right behind him is another man raising his fist in a punch. People lay on top of each other in the background. "WHY ARE YOU FULL OF RAGE?" ]

iii. @/rbhvleo

[ "TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER" ]

iv. Venetta Octavia, The Burning

[ "You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not eman you were kind." ]

v. David Lynch, The Angriest Dog in the World

[ Stylized drawing of a tied up dog in the backyard of a house. "The dog who is so angry he cannot move. He cannot eat. He cannot sleep. He can just barely growl. / ...Bound so tightly with tension and anger, he approaches the state of rigor mortis." ]

vi. Japanese Breakfast, Boyish

[ "And all of my devotion turns violent" ]

vii. unknown

[ "You are / a better knife / than you are / a person." ]

vii. @/jovialtorchlight

[ "once you understand the form kill it / once you understand the form kill it / once you understand the form kill it / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT" ]

2 years ago
A Handful Of Softer Things 
A Handful Of Softer Things 
A Handful Of Softer Things 
A Handful Of Softer Things 

a handful of softer things 

2 years ago
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,
The Tragic Hero; Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up / Wikipedia / Traci Brimhall, Vive Vive / Allen Frame,

the tragic hero; michael kinnucan, the gods show up / wikipedia / traci brimhall, vive vive / allen frame, the village voice (image) / william aggeler, the flowers of evil / beaft / pinterest (image) / heather havrilesky, ask polly

2 years ago
On The Topic Of Sirius Being A Teen In 2015...

On the topic of Sirius being a teen in 2015...

(Please appreciate the individually drawn Tumblr posts and posters)

2 years ago
BOOKS WILL TURN YOU ON!

BOOKS WILL TURN YOU ON!

2 years ago

forgive me father for I have sinned in all the coolest and most glamorous ways possible

2 years ago

i don’t know how to explain it but the difference between james and regulus is like the difference between these two songs

I Don’t Know How To Explain It But The Difference Between James And Regulus Is Like The Difference
I Don’t Know How To Explain It But The Difference Between James And Regulus Is Like The Difference
2 years ago

Time to write angst.

Because I refuse to feel my own emotions so I'll make my comfort characters feel them instead <3

2 years ago

got an addiction to sad weird guys unfortunately

2 years ago
Barty Wanted To Join The Trend 🖤
Barty Wanted To Join The Trend 🖤
Barty Wanted To Join The Trend 🖤
Barty Wanted To Join The Trend 🖤
Barty Wanted To Join The Trend 🖤

Barty wanted to join the trend 🖤

2 years ago

The Midnight Club - Season Two

I'm very disappointed that Netflix has decided not to pursue a second season of THE MIDNIGHT CLUB.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

My biggest disappointment is that we left so many story threads open, holding them back for the hypothetical second season, which is always a gamble.

So I'm writing this blog as our official second season, so you can know what might have been, learn the fates of your favorite characters, and know the answers to those dangling story threads from the first season.

So for those of you who want to know what we were planning to do, here's a look at what would have been season 2!

AMESH Season 2 would open with Amesh, his glioblastoma advancing quickly. He would tell the first story of the season, but would be struggling to make it through. We'd focus on his love story with Natsuki for those first few episodes as it becomes clear that Amesh's death is imminent.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

Meanwhile, Ilonka is trying to reconcile how she was fooled by Julia Jayne, all while falling further in love with Kevin, and she realizes he may be fading faster than he lets on.

Ilonka begins a serialized story in an effort to encourage him to "stay alive a little longer," like he did in season one. And the story she tells is... REMEMBER ME.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

This was the thing I was most excited about for this season.

REMEMBER ME is one of my all-time favorite Pike books - it tells the story of a teenage girl who is pushed off a balcony, and awakens as a ghost. She has to navigate being a spirit while trying to solve her own murder. We would have stretched this story out over 5 episodes. We were going to use it as a vehicle for Ilonka to try to come to terms with the fact that she is going to die, and to begin to trying to wrap her head around being a ghost... but this is the coolest part... the lead character of Ilonka's story wouldn't be played by Ilonka. She'd be played by...

Anya.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

Because this is how we live on, isn't it? In the minds of those we leave behind. And Ilonka would use REMEMBER ME as a way to imagine her dear friend Anya, waking up as a ghost, navigating the afterlife. And this sets up one of the best mechanisms of the show - even if a character dies, as long as they're remembered by members of the club, they live on in their stories.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

As the story starts to pick up steam, though, the group will have to deal with the death of Amesh, which he greets with grace and bravery.

In his final moments, he sees someone in his room - the Janitor from the first season, as played by Robert Longstreet, who says comforting things to Amesh even though he can't respond.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

In his final, final moments, the SHADOW descends upon Amesh, and he is engulfed into it, which reinforces the idea that the Shadow is DEATH...

The Midnight Club - Season Two

With Amesh's death comes something that upends the entire thing: a NEW PATIENT. We didn't work out too much about who this would be, but it would be a new roommate for Ilonka. Someone taking Anya's old bed. Ilonka would find herself being initially cold to her - just as Anya was when Ilonka arrived. Even feeling like this new girl shouldn't necessarily be ushered into the Club. But of course they would develop a beautiful friendship over the course of the season. The new girl joins the club, where something else exciting is happening - Cheri is telling a story. We hadn't decided which one, but I think it might have been MONSTER.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

Natsuki would be the next to die, which would be heartbreaking. And again, she would talk to the janitor just before it happened... and again, the Shadow would come in the final moments.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

For Spence, though, things would take a different turn.

The advancements in HIV treatment in the late 90's would come into play, and we'd see his prognosis change. The HIV cocktail came out in Dec 1995, and we really wanted to explore that.

Spence would ride the swell of antiviral advancements, and by the end of the season, he'd no longer be classified as terminal. In the finale of season 2, Spence would leave Brightcliffe just like Sandra did in Season 1, heading off to manage his disease and live the rest of his life.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

But onto the BIG MYSTERIES of the season one... here are some answers: What is up with Dr. Stanton's tattoo and bald head? Well, a few things. First, Dr. Stanton is actually the daughter of the original Paragon cult leader, Aceso. Her nickname was Athena, she wrote the Paragon journal that Ilonka found in S1. She turned on her mother and helped the kids escape, but because she was part of the cult in her teenage years, she had the tattoo.

It was her initials that Ilonka found carved into the tree in season 1 (her maiden name was Georgina Ballard, hence the G.B. that Ilonka finds carved in the tree).

The Midnight Club - Season Two

She hated what her mother became, and the atrocities of the cult. She reclaimed the property after her mom was gone, and wanted to change it into a place that celebrated life. She was trying to undo her mother's legacy and leave something behind that was beautiful. She is wearing a wig at the end of S1 not because of a sinister reason, but because she is undergoing chemo. Dr. Stanton has cancer. Having helped so many people deal with disease, she now has to deal with it herself.

Her treatment would be successful, and she'd go into remission, but having to face that - while caring for the terminal kids at Brightcliffe - was going to be a very introspective arc for Stanton.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

What about the Living Shadow? It's Death, right? Well... no.

At the end of the season, Kevin will die... followed shortly by Ilonka. And as she is dying, two things will happen. First, she'll find herself talking to the Janitor, played by Robert Longstreet... and she'll make a discovery.

HE is Death. And nothing to be afraid of. It turns out no one else ever saw this character. Stanton has a cleaning service, and the Nurse practitioners make up the rooms - the only people who ever saw this mysterious Janitor were the patients. He is Death, and offers them kind words before they die. Then what was the Shadow?

The Midnight Club - Season Two

This is an idea we take directly from the book REMEMBER ME, and we'll see it play out in the final moments of Ilona's final tale. In Pike's book, Shari is pursued by a dark entity called The Shadow. When it finally catches her, though, it turns out it is not a bad thing at all.

The Shadow is THEMSELVES. It's the Unknown. As it engulfs someone, in the last moment of their life, it takes them through a place of understanding and catharsis, preparing them for the next step.

THIS is what happened to Anya in S1 when the Shadow finally reached her - that's why she fantasized a life beyond Brightcliffe, which ultimately let her find acceptance of her death. It looks different for everybody, depending on their mind-set - because it is simply an extension of themselves.

The Shadow is just the final catharsis, a return to our original form - it is a moment of true understanding, and once we experience it, we move on to the next place.

We see the Shadow in full effect when it finally comes for Kevin. KEVIN DIES with Ilonka at his side, and it leads to the biggest reveal of the season:

Who were the Mirror Man and the Cataract Woman?

The Midnight Club - Season Two

They were Stanley Oscar Freelan and his wife, who built Brightcliffe (fun trivia, he is named after the real-life Freelan Oscar Stanley, who built my favorite hotel in America - the Stanley Hotel. The Stanley is also the inspiration for THE SHINING!).

The Midnight Club - Season Two

But more than that... there's a reason that Ilonka only sees Stanley in the mirror, and sees the Cataract Woman whenever she looked at Kevin. This is something else we took from Pike's original book... these aren't ghosts, but glimpses of PAST LIVES.

Ilonka WAS Stanley Oscar Freelan, and Kevin WAS his wife. They've lived many lives this way, and are true SOUL MATES - they always find each other, and they always fall in love. In this life, they knew it would be a short one, so they agreed to find each other in the house they built. They've been "remembering" who they are, and glimpsing their former selves in reflections, and sometimes when they look at each other. This is also why Ilonka's very first words to Kevin in S1 were "Do I know you?" and why Kevin thought she was familiar as well. They are two souls who always find each other, again and again.

The story is this: Stanley was dying, and built this cliffside home hoping that the seaside air would help him. It did, and he far outlived his prognosis (this is also true of the real-life Freelan Stanley). However, his wife began to succumb to dementia.

She would wander the halls, looking for him ("Darling!") and would even forget to feed herself ("I'm starving...") and she eventually refused to leave the basement. Heartbroken for her, Stanley painted the walls to resemble the woodland view, and the ceiling to resemble the night sky, so that it would be a little more beautiful for her.

He also painted a labyrinth on the floor, which was a technique used to try to curb the effects of dementia. She'd walk the pattern of the maze and it was believed it could help her cognition. Eventually, she developed frightening cataracts, but Stanley loved her through it all.

They were soul mates.

The Midnight Club - Season Two

So while they seemed scary in season 1, that was just how Ilonka and Kevin's mind were trying to remember their pasts. We even had their faces distorting in ways consistent with how memories degrade over time. When the Shadow comes for Ilonka, and gives her this understanding - this "remembering" - she realizes she has nothing to fear. She and Kevin will shed these personas and be reborn, and have the joy of finding each other another way. The Shadow comes for her, Death takes her gently, and Ilonka goes off with Kevin back into the cosmos, ready for their next incarnation. The series would end with Cheri telling this story to a whole new table of patients, including our new series leads. Most of our original cast now would exist as stories, a story told to the next "class" of storytellers at the table, all of whom we will have met by the end of the season. A story called "The Midnight Club."

The Midnight Club - Season Two

Well, that's it... that was what we had in mind. It's a shame we won't get to make it, but it would be a bigger shame if you guys simply had to live with the unanswered questions and the cliffhanger ending. I loved making this show, and I am so proud of the cast and crew. Particularly our cast, who attacked this story with incredible spirit and bravery each and every day.

But for now, we'll put the fire out, and leave the library dark and quiet. To those before, and to those after. To us now, and to those beyond.

Seen or unseen, here but not here.

I'll always be grateful that I got to be part of this Club.

2 years ago

devastated to announce that actually sitting down to write, with no distractions, actually works 

2 years ago

Being a writer is just 97% googling words to make sure they mean exactly what you always assumed they meant.

2 years ago
Regulus Black

regulus black

2 years ago

December just started but let's make 2023 the year of more gay transgender sex!!!! woo yeah!!

3 years ago

the sexual tension between me and writing a fic set in fifth year with mary and sirius dating and mcevans and wolfstar angst

3 years ago

bitches be like i'm fine and then cry about dead gay wizards from the 70'

Bitches Be Like I'm Fine And Then Cry About Dead Gay Wizards From The 70'

...anyway have some wolfstar

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