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TTWTWK: In Which Blinky has a Crisis (Or Three)
In 1995, around the start of spring, Blinkous Galadrigal went missing.
The same morning that the scholarly troll vanished, a man was found unconscious in a back alley wearing nothing but a set of ill-fitting, brown overalls and was rushed to the Arcadia Oaks Hospital.
Chapter Summary:
Blinky/James sits in the kitchen while have a crisis (or maybe three), gets (re?) acquainted with a good friend, and names are discussed.
AN: Heads up, around the start of this, Blinky's spiraling a little bit and repeating thoughts/phrases. He's a bit more panicked than he realizes about all this and it shows in how he’s thinking. I wanted to warn folks in case that was alarming for anyone!
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Meddling with time magic was unpredictable. It was one of those things that everyone knew, to some degree, even if they never openly talked about it. It was one of those things that seemed obvious, at least when discussing the concept theoretically.
This was why Blink (James?) felt like he shouldn't have been as surprised as he was by this bizarre turn of events.
He sat in his Norman's the kitchen, clutching a mug of tea in his hands as he stared blankly out the window at the pitch-dark sky outside.
The Krohnisfere was supposed to have only sent Master Jim back in time. And just his memories, at that.
Blinky shouldn't have been the one waking up in the middle of the night with a head full of memories of the future, as a human no less, before Master Jim had even been born. (If he was doing his mental math correctly.)
But he did remember and when combined with his memories of "now"...
He remembered that he'd gone missing for ten years, roughly eleven years before he'd met Jim. No one had known what had happened to him, or where he'd been, or even how he'd come back from it.
It seems that, after I'd finally stopped searching for an answer, it's been freely handed to me, He thought, carefully sipping the cooling tea. There was still a small part of him that was adamant that this was some insane dream he was experiencing. That he would wake up in the ruins of Arcadia, everything exactly as he had last seen them.
But the warmth of the mug in his hands, the smell and taste of the tea, the tired itch in his eyes; it all pointed to this being very real.
He was in the past, during the period he'd been missing, sitting in a human kitchen drinking tea, as a human.
He was a human.
The reason no one, not even Kanjigar, had been able to find him for so long had been because he had, somehow, become human.
He had woken in a human hospital, as a human with amnesia. He had been dubbed James and kept the name because he hadn’t known his own name.
James Lake was the name of Jim’s father. He was James Lake and he was dating Barbara.
He was Jim’s father. The same father that disappeared on Jim’s fifth birthday.
He would father Jim.
He would father Jim.
Him.
The first human troll hunter’s father.
For a half-second, Blinky/James wished he was drinking something stronger than tea right then. He couldn’t think of what, exactly, he wanted instead and he didn’t really care. Just something stronger. (Being Not-Sober was very tempting right then.)
It made sense, in an insane way, once he corralled his thoughts into some semblance of order.
The first (second?) time he’d become human, he’d felt oddly… Comfortable? In both the form and amongst the humans, where any other troll probably would have felt strange and alien. (He hadn’t been totally comfortable after the change, but not as much as he probably should have.)
Yes, he’d let his curiosity get the better of him many times, but he hadn’t felt completely out-of-place while in that state. Looking back, he would have thought of the experience as being familiar. Not completely unknown to him.
(Barbara’s rough introduction hadn’t colored his perception as much as it should have. She had felt familiar, he’d thought it had been from her actions reminding him of a troll mother protecting her den, but… He had worried over her, after finally meeting her. Meeting her again?)
He’d always thought Arrrgh’s comments on the two smelling similar had been about Jim having an ink-and-paper smell to him as well. Likely from spending so much time around the written word while in school. A mark of the young human being a learning sort as well.
And, during the pilgrimage to New Jersey, more than a few of the trolls with them had joked about how similar Jim and he had been. “Like Father, Like Son” and vice versa.
He’d thought of Jim like a son then, so it had felt like a compliment. Something to be proud of.
But now, with this new context, it seemed he was mistaken and there was far more to those observations than he’d thought.
(Because Jim was his son. A son he’d forgotten he’d had. A human son. His Son. Great Gronka Morka, he was Jim’s father.)
He took another sip of the lukewarm tea.
Now came the penultimate question, what was he supposed to do with this information?
Should he try to play along with how the timeline went last time? Pretend that his world hadn’t been turned upside-down and act like nothing was out of the ordinary? Or…
Or should he take a card from his future son Young Jim’s book and try to use the foreknowledge he’d been granted?
Time was unpredictable, even the smallest changes could cause things to spiral wildly out of control. There was a dangerous potential in changing the course of time.
But oh, was it a tempting thought.
How many could have been saved with just a bit of warning? More time to prepare? A chance to be ready for what was coming?
A few extra protections here, a few warnings there, so many little things had been ignored or dismissed before that could make a world of difference now!
Soft, five-fingered hands tightened around the mug.
The problem was, how was he supposed to make them happen?
He was a human.
He had no way to contact Trollmarket, no way to find Kanjigar (he was alive. Kanjigar was alive), no way to prove his foreknowledge without them thinking he was a changeling trying to trick them.
(Jim, his son, hadn’t even been born yet.)
After spending so much time doing something, taking action, the idea of not even trying just… Didn’t sit well with him.
He couldn’t sit back and watch, he had to do something. But what?
What could he…
“Jamsie?”
Blinky/James jumped in his seat, twisting around to look at the figure standing in the doorway (and almost unseating himself in the process).
Norman, the tall, dark-skinned man that he shared this house with, squinted blearily at him from the hall.
“It’s almost four in the morning, what are you doing up?”
He fumbled for an answer, his head still a mess from the Decade of memories that had been dumped into his head that morning.
(This man was Blinky/James’ friend. A good friend. Someone who gave him a chance, and helped him get back on his feet. Someone he never got to meet again… What had happened to him? )
“Oh! Ah, N-Norman! Couldn’t sleep, I’m fine. Just fine!” The tall man leveled a flat and very unimpressed look at him, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Pull the other one Jamsie, it’s got bells on it,” Norman said dryly. “I’d like to think that, after living with you for this long, I can tell when you ain’t being honest with me. Now what’s the actual answer?”
Norman stepped fully into the room, slowly meandering over as he watched Blinky/James stumble over his words. Trying to find an answer good enough for him. He let out a sigh.
“Jamsie, I may be a weirn, but I’d like to think I’m someone you can talk to if something’s up. I can’t guarantee I’ll believe it, but you know that I’ll listen.”
The troll-turned-human hesitated.
(Weirn, a class of witch. But Norman was a good man. A kind one.)
(James trusted him. And Blinky could probably learn to.)
Norman knew about the amnesia he'd suffered from, so perhaps that would be the best place to start.
"I- I've finally remembered. My name, my-my everything…"
So he told him. Told him that he was actually a troll by the name of Blinkous Galadrigal, Blinky to his friends, who'd been trying to find some materials that had been lost on the surface world. That he still didn't know what had caused his transformation but, if he had to guess, it may have been due to one of the items he'd gone to fetch (which may have also been responsible for his memory loss). That he'd lived in Trollmarket, which was hidden beneath Arcadia and accessed with a special stone via the bridges of the canal.
That he had no idea how to contact his friends to tell them that he was alive or prove that he was the real thing. That if he tried he would run the risk of being found by the terrible Gumm-Gumm Bular (oh Deya, Bular was alive too) or a changeling in his service or by goblins or something else equally dreadful and dangerous to his current, very human self.
And once he'd started talking, the rest of the story spilled out as well.
That he remembered more.That he knew about things that would happen in the future.
That he would marry his current girlfriend, Barbara (fierce, brave, tolerant Barbara), and they would have a wonderful little boy they would dub Jim. That he would vanish on Jim's fifth birthday and be found wandering the sewers in a daze by Kanjigar without the memories of his time as a human. He'd be brought back to Trollmarket and never know about the human family he'd left behind. Years would pass and he would only meet them again due to the Amulet of Daylight choosing Jim to be the new trollhunter, with no idea that the young boy was his son.
He told his current friend (whom he never got to meet a second time) everything that followed after that. Every triumph, every hurdle, every loss, and tragedy that came. About how Trollkind itself had changed and grown thanks to the wonderful, amazing, unfaltering young man that became part of their lives. (He'd never noticed when he'd stood up and started pacing the room, gesturing wildly as he spoke, unable to remain sitting in the wake of the emotions spilling out beside the story.)
All the pain and suffering his son had gone through trying to help the world.
He'd laughed and cried and raged and mourned in the dark kitchen while Norman sat at the table, calm and steady and listening.
By the end of it, the barest beams of the dawn were filtering in through the windows and Blinky/James felt exhausted and thoroughly rung out. But he also felt a lot lighter than when he'd first woken up with over a decade of memories flooding his mind.
From his seat, Norman let out a gusty exhale.
"Well, that's a lot more than I was expecting. Feel any better now that you let it out?" Blinky/James nodded, slumping back into his seat and grabbing his now-cold tea. Norman hummed.
"I knew trolls were a thing, even if I never had the pleasure of meeting any before. So I can confirm that ain't you being crazy and that I believe you about it.” He looked over at the troll-turned-human with a serious face, the sort reserved for clients who were in over their heads and they could both tell that they genuinely needed help. “I’m on your side though. I want to help you, even if this feels really… Strange, on my end. Tell me what you need, what you want help with, and I’ll do what I can."
Norman scrubbed a hand over his face with a sigh. "Geeze, the way you were acting earlier makes a lot more sense now. A ruddy existential crisis at four in the morning, what a way to start the day…"
Yes, an “existential crisis” certainly fit how he was handling all of this. Blinky/James let out an exhausted hum, staring into the dredges of his tea.
“So…” Norman started idly tapping his fingers on the table. “Which should I be calling you by, now?”
“Come again?”
“Which name?” he clarified, looking over at him. “Which name do you want me to use? Should I start calling you Blinkous? Or would you rather I keep using James?”
Blinky/James stared uncomprehendingly at him. He let out an amused huff.
“Alright, identity is still in question. Got it. I’ll try asking later.”
In question…
Norman had hit on that fairly well.
He was still confused (perhaps “disoriented” would be a better word?) despite being able to talk, to explain, everything that he’d remembered that morning. He was only just starting to get his feet under him, metaphorically, after the many years of memories and knowledge that had appeared.
In a way, his identity was in question. Even to himself.
So much of who he’d thought he was had been thrown into the air. Everything he’d built as James, and everything he knew as Blinky (both past and future) had put him at a crossroad. Which path was he meant to take?
(Was he Blinky? Or was he James?)
(Or, perhaps, there was a third option?)
“I don’t mind if you keep calling me Jamsie.”
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AN: AHAHAHAHA IT'S DONE!!!
Hi folks, this was actually harder than I thought it would be to get out. Blinky/James has many feelings right now and it was hard to wriggle my way through them all to get some forward motion in there.
I've also finally dropped a teensy bit of info to allow me to reveal at least one of the fun crossover thingies I wanted to put into here! The Weirns!
I'm a tremendous fan of the Weirn Books by Svetlana Chmakova, especially the initial Nightschool books, and have been forever disappointed that I've never really seen other people talk about them. So I'm writing some stuff for it myself. Partially because it kinda bugs me how SMALL the world of magic feels in Trollhunters. With how vast and varied the world is, only ever seeing trolls, gnomes, wizards, and a few aliens feels like just a splash in a pond that should be much deeper.
So I'm going to try to expand it all in a way that (I hope) makes everything flow together in a fun way without messing them up.
Plus, it gives more stuff for Blinky to have a crisis over.
There's a reason Blinky's letting Norman keep calling him "Jamsie". Part of it is the identity thing, but it's also that the part of him that's James feels like it would be REALLY WEIRD if Norman stopped calling him that. And, to a small degree, he's not thinking of trying to go back to Trollmarket yet. So it's also a bit of a mindset thing.
If yall wanna ask questions for more info, drop off an ask.
#trollhunters#tales of arcadia#toa#3below#wizards#rise of the titans#rott#the weirn books#nightschool series#crossover#the things we thought we knew au#ttwtwk au#blinky is james lake au#blinkous galadrigal#blinky#ttwtwk norman#rosies writing#rosies fanfics
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Bipperbopperbee <--> klugpuuo
if you're reading this know this is my personal blog. I will be personal
taken by the utterly amazing an talented @whisperingzeltus and @autisticartate !!!!
under the cut is stamps and stuff you can ask me abt
^^^all these r made by me :)!!!
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i am autism and have special interests and hyperfixations and here are the ones I want you to ask me abt
stuff I know all the lore abt completely:
Inscryption
Half life lost coast
Half life as a whole tbh
Splatoon
Choices It Lives In The Woods (don't recommend getting the game
Terraria
Starbound
Stardew Valley
Hollow knight
Unbound beyomd world's or whatever it was called
Glitter force sort of kind of maube
My books lol
Antiship stuff
Cool editing tips and tricks
Cool art tips and tricks that don't make me want to die
Project mirai dx
Tloz
Paper mario
stuff I know tons abt but not everything :
Funny hlai
UNBOUND: WORLDS BEYOND
puyo puyo
Sonic the hedge hog
ninjago
Mine craft
Cookie run somehow I don't know either tbh
Hollow Knight again
Nightschool series
Vocaloid
Mario.
Four horsemen
Demonvn (ITS NOT.RELEASED YET)
Next!!! Sound of the future
The owl house (sorry
gender stuff and things es wahoo
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After a few vague search attempts, I managed to refind "Nightschool", a comic series I used to read in middle school but completely forgot about
But all I could remember was witches, school, and this funky little fella
#rey speaks#thats not how exactly i found it to#i looked up variations of manga andand comics with witches with familiars and something about schools#till i found a volume cover that had neither the witch nor the familiar but it had nightschool and i was like OH#nightschool: the weirn books
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Wat? Plan B (1999), Our Entire Food Supply (Plan B) (1999), Everybody is (Plan B) (1999), Havana Nightschool (Plan B) 1999, Three architects close-up – Ideas for Development (2019), East Wing West Wing (1997-98) en Jelly Mould – Pavillions for Liverpool (2010) met detail door Lubaina Himid
Waar? Tentoonstelling Lubaina Himid in Tate Modern, Londen
Wanneer? 2 augustus 2022
Als ik het werk van Lubaina Himid in één woord zou moeten samenvatten, zou dat ‘raadselachtig’ zijn. Schilderijen worden afgewisseld met installaties en beschilderde strandwagens. In verschillende zalen worden werken begeleid door geluid, in de vorm van stemmen of muziek.
In de zaal met als motto “”How do you distinguish safety from danger?” zien we schilderijen waarin architectonische ruimtes en de zee dominant aanwezig zijn. Ook de serie Plan B vinden we hier met daarin onder meer architectonische ruimtes gevuld met lege tafels en stoelen; mensen ontbreken. In sommige werken verwijzen poëtische teksten naar het ontsnappen aan conflicten.
Architectuur speelt al gelijk in de eerste zaal van de tentoonstelling een belangrijke rol. Het motto van deze zaal is: “We live in clothes, we live in buildings – do they fit us?” Three architects close-up – Ideas for Development hangt naast een paar schilderijen die het resultaat van het denkwerk van de architecten tonen. Het lijkt hierbij te gaan om de verhouding tussen esthetiek en functionaliteit. Een pand met een parkje op een dak en verder geen groen, is dat wat bewoners willen? Diezelfde vraag naar functionaliteit komt terug in een installatie waarin allerlei puddingvormen tussen kleine boompjes liggen, als waren het huizen. De vraag die dit kunstwerk oproept is: zijn het de bewoners die hun huizen bepalen of vormen de huizen juist de bewoners, zoals de keramieken potten de vorm van de uiteindelijke pudding bepalen?
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oxenfree fans how y’all feel about an oxenfree fanstory.....
#txt.png#oxenfree#oxenfree game#nightschool studios#i've had this story in progress for four years. decided to revise it last year; stopped#picked it up again earlier this year; dropped it; started revising it Again and finally have it going somewhere#it's about an alternate alex who Managed to get free of the loop but gets caught in. yet. another loop#an alternate clarissa jonas and michael are present with vague memories of their past lives#if anything it might be a short series on ao3 ??#idk i have a whole new location but it follows the same premise >: D
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Friends Don’t Get Crushes
this is the first part in the Friends Don’t series which is just my follow on from I Dream of Danger. im worried I overhyped this, it’s only short coz it’s the first part, but tagging everyone who said they’d be interested: @mychenrymadness @chenoahchantel @up-the-tube @ginger--binger @starry-nightschool @bizackmartin @cactus-con @charlottepage thank you guys!
It had been an entire week since Kid Danger had rescued Charlotte from the lion enclosure, yet she still avoided any one on one contact with Henry like the was contagious. When he and Ray returned from a crime, there would be something in the backroom that ‘urgently required her attention.’ If he got near, she took a step backwards. And considering their usual proximity to each other, it raised a few eyebrows.
Henry, however, had taken the only approach he knew: humor. Whenever a conversation with her seemed different to how it should be between two friends, he laughed or pulled weird faces in an attempt to break the tension. It never worked. Ever. In fact, it made Charlotte feel like any feelings he might have for her were all in her head.
And despite them both assuring themselves that their newfound inability to be normal around each other had gone unnoticed by their co workers, it had had the opposite effect. Schwoz and Ray spent their evenings speculating what exactly had managed to create palpable tension between the two friends, but came up empty every time. Because Charlotte and Henry were friends. And friends don’t have crushes on each other.
As if their friendship wasn’t in a rough enough spot as it stood, word had soon gotten around that Charlotte was the newest in the line of people whose lives Kid Danger had saved. This, was the widespread news that had transformed school into her own personal hell.
“Was he cute?” “Did he smell good?” “Did he kiss you?” “Did you want him to?”
Charlotte wasn’t sure what was worse; that she was being asked these questions about her best friend, or that her answers were no longer the ones they should have been. She could barely focus on classes anymore, instead her mind replayed the events from the week before, and the months before that. Her brain was desperately trying to trace back to one moment where her feelings had changed, one specific moment she could accuse her hormonal teenage mind of overthinking and fucking up her thoughts. It would be so much easier if this were just some simple problem she could solve. But there wasn’t any one occasion where Henry had swept her off her feet and put hearts in her eyes. Instead there were hundreds of little things, the kind of soft touches and heart felt exchanges that plagued her dreams every night.
“We need to talk.” Charlotte was startled, wondering for a moment if her fear had managed to manifest in words. But when she looked up, the eyes that met hers belonged to a different male best friend.
“About what, Jasper?” She asked loftily, trying to pretend that she hadn’t just been so consumed in her own thoughts that she hadn’t noticed the bell to signal the end of school and the room emptying around her.
“I know about the dreams.” Those five words were enough for Charlotte to grab her bag- and Jasper- and drag them both to the supply closet. It was as if the entire universe was out to expose her innermost thoughts and feelings; she didn’t need anymore people overhearing.
Usually after school they would wait for Henry before all walking to work together, but today he was in detention for a reason she didn’t know, on account of the fact it had been forever since they last spoke, at least properly.
“Did Henry tell you?” She questioned, resting her weight on the wall with her hands in her hair, not at all pleased that soon everyone would know she had been having damsel in distress type fantasies about her best friend. If only her subconscious was less of a romantic.
“You told Henry?” Jasper sounded surprised. So, clearly he hadn’t been filled in about exactly what had gone down at the zoo. The only other person that knew was Piper. But Piper would never tell Jasper her secrets, she didn’t even know who she was really talking about. That meant-
“The chameleon ring!” She exclaimed, the pieces of the puzzle beginning to fit together in her head. She had remembered Jasper mentioning something about needing to get revenge on Piper for a prank she pulled and it made sense that he’d use that to do it. Only that meant that Jasper was still under the impression that the dreams Charlotte had been having were about him.
She didn’t want Jasper to find out the way she was feeling about Henry, the reality of the effect this could have on the future of their trio suddenly hitting her. But was also unfair to let him continue living under the misguided impression that she was in love with him. So she swallowed her pride and explained that the only reason she had lied in the first place was because she couldn’t bring herself to tell Piper, her only female friend, that she had developed a crush on her brother.
“Thank God! I thought I was gonna have to let you down gently,” Jasper breathed out in relief. Relief? Was the idea of dating her really that bad?
This hurt was clearly evident on her face, as he felt the need to add: “incase you haven’t noticed, I’m really more into boys.”
That had been a big deal for Jasper to admit out loud. There were no “I knew it”s exchanged, Charlotte not wanting to undermine the courage the admission had taken. He looked more vulnerable than she’d ever seen him when she wrapped her arms around him as tight as they’d allow her to, muttering into his chest how proud of him she was. They remained like this for a quiet moment longer, allowing all the new information to sink in.
Detention had let out early -due to Ms. Shappen having a ‘hot date’ that evening- and you could imagine how it looked to Henry when he saw his two best friends emerge from the janitor’s closet with their arms around each other’s shoulders. He wasn’t quite sure why the emotion that consumed him, as he watched from his locker, was of all things, jealousy. It wasn’t the kind he was used to, it wasn’t a fear of missing out on hanging out with his friends, it was a fear that his own dream, a revelation of sorts, had come too late.
Jasper could read Henry’s face like a book and he couldn’t help but laugh to himself over the idiocy of his two favourite people. Figuring now was as good a time as any to come out to his other best friend, he double checked the hallway was empty before saying two of the hardest, yet most relieving words to say out loud. “I’m gay.”
“Bro,” Henry burst out, the word laced with affection as he strode towards him, engulfing him in a hug. The word meant more to Jasper than he was able to say, it was all he could do to not cry at the feeling of a weight being lifted off of his shoulders.
It was Charlotte who suggested they stop to get ice cream before heading over to Junk N’ Stuff that afternoon. The three of them left the high school with their arms wrapped around each other and even with Jasper between them, it was the closest she and Henry had been all week. She pushed the thought from her mind. She had all the time in the world to obsess over her future with Henry, today was about Jasper.
#Henry danger#Henry hart#charlotte page bolton#chenry#fic#blurb#fanfic#fanfiction#jasper dunlop#part 1#my writing#kid danger#I dream of danger#friends don’t series#charlotte bolton#charlotte page
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The world of Nightschool expands in Svetlana Chmakova’s new series The Weirn Books! KBD looks at @yenpress‘s first volume in his latest review!
#King Baby Duck#electricsistahood#boston bastard brigade#reviews#comics#comic books#yen press#the weirn books#nightschool#svetlana chmakova#Be Wary of the Silent Woods
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NEW YORK, NY (3/18/2019) – JY, the middle grade imprint of Yen Press, LLC, announced today the latest installment in Svetlana Chmakova’s BERRYBROOK MIDDLE SCHOOL series. DIARY, the fourth volume of the award-winning graphic novel franchise, represents an exciting variation that, in addition to exclusive short stories featuring familiar faces from Berrybrook, doubles as a real journal featuring a “One Sketch a Day” section, stickers, and free note pages with fun journal entries from one of the main characters.
Simultaneous to the standalone release of DIARY, the latest book will also be included in the BERRYBROOK MIDDLE SCHOOL BOX SET, a collection of all four of the Berrybrook stories, including AWKWARD, BRAVE, and CRUSH. Perfect for the holiday gift season, the BERRYBROOK MIDDLE SCHOOL BOX SET is the ideal introduction of these books to new readers.
From its initial release with AWKWARD in 2015, Berrybrook Middle School has garnered critical acclaim, earning an Eisner nomination and winning the 2nd Annual Dwayne McDuffie Award for Kids’ Comics. The subsequent books, BRAVE and CRUSH, have also been well received, securing spots on YALSA’s Top Ten Great Graphic Novels for Teens list. The series has sold almost a million copies to date.
Creator Svetlana Chmakova is an internationally published, award-winning manga/comics author, with more than 10 published books and her work translated in over 13 languages. Born and raised in Russia, she moved to Canada at sixteen-years-old to finish high school and received a Classical Animation diploma from Sheridan College. Her full-length manga and comics series include the fan-favorite romantic comedy DRAMACON, the award-winning urban fantasy NIGHTSCHOOL: THE WEIRN BOOKS and the manga adaptation of The New York Times bestselling WITCH & WIZARD by James Patterson.
Both DIARY and the BERRYBROOK MIDDLE SCHOOL BOX SET are slated for an October 2019 release.
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Shot another episode of #atthemovieswithcarlemile #Carlemilemoviereviews and last nights features were pretty good. #Nightschool with @kevinhart4real was actually more entertaining than I expected. It’s an instant classic in my eye. #peppermint was actually not that bad either. Super cliche but it worked (but a part of me would of loved to see Someone like Robert Rodriguez directing that film and it starring Michelle Rodriguez) and I went to see #missionimpossiblefallout again for the 5th or 6th time (I lost count). I just had to see it/hear that sound mix one last time on the big screen! New blog, vlog and podcast series coming soon! Carlemile.com (at Amc Entertainment) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoW72HcF3Jo/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9g41tkbfibww
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Book Review: Be Wary of the Silent Woods by Svetlana Chmakova
Book Review: Be Wary of the Silent Woods by Svetlana Chmakova
Paperback, 240 pagesPublished June 16th 2020 by JY
Having enjoyed the original Nightschool series from Svetlana, I was excited to see the author/artist return to that magical world with a middle grade companion series. This first book even came with color illustrations to enhance the overall appeal, which I liked very much and hope continues going forward. This book’s art didn’t feel quite as…
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Heiioo meine Bücherpuschels📚🙊💕 wie versprochen kommt ein Bild heute🙈 gestern war ich einfach zu fertig... aaaber gestern war mein letzter Tag in meinem blöden alten Job als Barista😻🙈🎉 ab Dienstag hab ich endlich einen richtigen Job 👏🏻😌 🖤 Übrigens war ich gestern mit der lieben @misshanamisbookdreams spontan zur Feier des Tages in unserem kleinen Hugendubel und dort hab ich mich dann selbst beschenkt😹🙈💕 welche Bücher das sind könnt ihr in meiner Story sehen🙈💕📚 🖤 🖤 Außerdem habe ich heute „Teenie Voodoo Queen“ und „Clockwork angel“ beendet und oh mein Gott diese beiden Bücher waren ja mal unglaublich gut 🙊😻🙀 ich bin von „Teenie Voodoo Queen“ sowas von schockiert über das Ende 🙀😮 -Rezension kommt dafür bald. Und „Clockwork angel“ was soll ich sagen... ICH BRAUCH DEN ZWEITEN TEIL, dass erklärt wohl schon alles😹🙈😌📚 🖤 Später oder gleich (je nach dem) werde ich auch noch „Night school 1“ beenden .. dort habe ich auch nur noch ca.100 Seiten und daaannn werde ich ein oder mehrere neue Bücher anfangen auf die ich mich sehr freue und ich sehr viel Lust darauf habe😌😬 aber das sehr ihr dann in meiner Story später😏📖📚❤️ 🖤 🖤 Ich hab heute eigentlich nicht mehr viel vor, außer Lesen und Serie schauen und eventuell Sims4 spielen, da ich ja schon heute mittag meine Wohnung geputzt habe und gerade eine Lasagne in den Ofen geschoben habe, darf ich das😬🙈💕 Und ihr so?🙈💕📚😌 PS: wie gefallen euch meine neuen Bilder bisher so?🙈📚🙄🤔 #jacqysbuchobsession #verlieremichnicht #laurakneidl #currwntlyreading #nightschool #clockworkangel #finished #book #bookstagram #hugendubel #teenievoodooqueen #ninamackay #cassandraclare #bücherwelt🌎 #followformore #newfeed #booknerd #booknerdigans #rezension
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😅 aspettavo con ansia l'arrivo dei cattivi per movimentare la storia. 👉🏻 #ilsegretodelbosco 1 vol. della #nightschool serie Allie è un'adolescente problematica, in un anno è stata arrestata tre volte ed è stata mandata via da due scuole. I genitori, stremati, decidono di mandarla in un collegio per ragazzi "speciali". Contrariamente alle aspettative di Allie, la scuola è migliore del previsto! La preside e gli insegnanti si fanno dare del tu e sono piuttosto disponibili, trova poi subito degli amici ma ... quanti segreti tra i muri dell'enorme edificio. Cosa si aggira ringhiando nel buio? E questa misteriosa Night School? Solo per studenti molto dotati. 👎🏻 Che barba 🙄 un po' di azione prego 🤣 gli unici momenti interessanti sono quelli dove i cattivi entrano in azione. Se no si parla solo della scuola, degli amici, delle relazioni. 👎🏻In tutto il libro si e no si è scoperto qualcosa sulla Night School. L'approfondiranno nei prossimi libri probabilmente. 👍🏻 Unico persona degno di nota è Jo perché in possesso di un carattere alquanto singolare ... è abbastanza fuori di testa 🤣 👎🏻 Nonostante i vari misteri, la storia non mi ha affascinata molto. Sbadigliavo parecchio mentre la leggevo. #libri2021 #librisconsigliati #bookislife #marzoinpillole #antrodilibri #sakuralibribellissimi #stayconape #lombradibarbara #trovandopillolelibrose #amicandito #ilclubdeilettorifelici #baulett #서적 #kitabın https://www.instagram.com/p/CM630FGnK2M/?igshid=9pbp4wiwhc5u
#ilsegretodelbosco#nightschool#libri2021#librisconsigliati#bookislife#marzoinpillole#antrodilibri#sakuralibribellissimi#stayconape#lombradibarbara#trovandopillolelibrose#amicandito#ilclubdeilettorifelici#baulett#서적#kitabın
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After a few vague search attempts, I managed to refind "Nightschool", a comic series I used to read in middle school but completely forgot about
But all I could remember was witches, school, and this funky little fella
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Character list.
Just for the sake of it, i’m posting a list of who/what’s going to be on here. keep in mind that this can also be used for requested commissions and such keep in mind that these are the one’s I’m willing to draw. if they’re not on the list, then they’re not getting in yet.:
1. MY OCs (these are ALL mine, so credit me If you like them to the point of fanart.)
-Shakalos “Slash” -Sebastian C. Kaiser -Dahlia Kaiser -Jet Susanoo
-Comonoko “Cosmo” -Tempest O. Djinn “Tempo” -KuroShiro (a Pokemon OC)
-Cynthaline “Cyndy” -Shadowmai -Kamui Nijiko -Oswald
(more on the way)
2. “Shinigami 16″ RWBY AU (there are some more OCs, but they’re exclusive to this)
Ruby Rose -Weiss Schnee -Yang Xiaolong -Blake Belladonna
Jaune Arc - Pyrrha Nikos -Lie Ren -Nora Valkyrie - Rose Arc (OC)
Padparadscha Piper (OC) -Cobra Citrine (OC) -Adam Taurus
Penny Polendina -Neo Politan -Sun Wukong -Ozpin/Oscar Pine (both or separate)
Summer Rose -Jacques Schnee -Cyan Bloodstar (OC) -Amethyst Arc (OC)
Mana Nikos (OC) -Lie Sakura (OC) -Cloud Valkyrie (OC) Glynda Goodwitch
(more on the way)
3. “Black Beasts” Blazblue AU
Ragna the bloodedge -Rachel Alucard - Jubei - Noel Vermillion - Moka (OC)
Ruby (OC) - Sebastian (OC) - Dahlia (OC) - Ketsueki (OC) - Umbra (OC)
Kaguya (OC) -Jin Kisaragi - Tsubaki Yayoi - Hazama - Platinum Trinity
(more on the way)
4. pokemon (I have a different tumblr called Tyoko region for these)
Ash Ketchum Lucille Bonsai- Sakura (OC) -Prof. Sakura (OC) -Prof. Bonsai (OC)
Fakemon( a whole region worth) -Gladion - Lillie -Hau - Acerola
pokemon (official) team rocket trio Legendary Pokemon Tyoko residents.
Gijinka Pokemon
(more on the way)
5. SpiritRose Frontier (a game I’m making. it’s similar to yugioh and force of will)
Dante Voideon -Mercedes Grimoire - Kijiro Akatsuchi - Omni and tora Faerin
Magnus Olympia - Michael Zero - AiMei Hundun-Long SRF monsters (the cards)
(more on the way)
6. Misc. additions that i’m willing to draw too.
Odin sphere Undertale tales of (series) Nightschool twb(a manga I’ve read)
Final Fantasy Orange crows (another manga I’ve read) Yugioh force of will
Brave Frontier
(more on the way)
so here’s the list of who I’m exactly adding on here. feel free to use this for requesting commissions form me if you want.
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tagged by @opossumghost 👻
Name: Yvonne
Nickname: none? sometimes friends shorten it to yvo when texting, but that’s it
Zodiac sign: aquarius/pisces cusp and an ox in the eastern zodiac
Hogwarts house: ravenclaw
Height: 5’ (and half an inch!)
Sexual orientation: bi/queer
Ethnicity: vietnamese, first gen american
Favourite fruit: mangos
Favourite season: autumn before the seasonal affective disorder hits
Favourite book series: off the top of my head--nightschool (manga), @softerworld (webcomic), and literary sexts (poetry)
Favourite fictional character(s): luna lovegood, uhura nyota, damien from dream daddy, joan watson
Favourite flower: roses! if you’ve ever given me roses, I will never forget you. & I love everything purple: forget me nots, bellflowers, heliotrope, crocuses, persian shield, etc
Favourite scent: also roses! I spilled rose gin on myself once and it wasn’t even a waste, just perfume. (I might make a dedicated post on perfumes since I like gushing about them?)
Favourite colour: deep inky purple
Favourite animal: pandas, cats, foxes, bats
Favourite band: hayley kiyoko, halsey, lorde, florence + the machine
Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: these are all good, but my favorite drink is a cortado with a sprinkle of cinnamon, so: coffee
Average hours of sleep: 4 or 9, there is no in between
Number of blankets: 3, one of which is heated bc it’s winter and I Am Cold.
Dream trip: I just really want to go to flame con this year? like someone gift me a hotel/airbnb room for that specific weekend in august for my birthday p l s
Last thing I googled: 6″ baking pan
How many blogs I follow: 599, you know, bc 600 is Too Much
Number of followers: 187
What I usually post about: #æsthetic
Do I get asks regularly: I stopped getting asks once tumblr added DMs I think? which might be for the best since I only responded to 35% of them, srry
tagging @generalofchaose, @transceratops, @haunting-of-hill-house, @themerryladymidas, @yo-fuckers, @resilientpigeon, @seameetstheshore,
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summery two
since my last summery post I have been working toward making a performance piece sticking to the theme of horror. I began by learning about making garments and teaching myself to make clothes with varying degrees of success, I have made a skirt that fits me and have begun making a shirt to go with it though this is proving significantly more difficult. Here is what i have made so far.
I have also begun to research the movie tropes and characterisations i would like to play on in my performance. I have identified three films that I would like to draw from initially: Funhouse massacre, 31 and the silent hill series. These films have varying budgets and diffrent directors but they do share some similarities in regard to their female antagonists. ( see post hollywood horror) Something i still need to do is look into the medical texts on the treatment of gayness I proposed researching in my previous post. i have chosen to use the scary nurse aesthetic for my costume so I think it would be a good idea to research this as it will be a nice link back to the original stimuli of queer performance art. I also wanted to try to make my own special effects blood and goop, my character is female so there is a stigma around female bodies leaking or bleeding like they do naturally so I began to look into the text Leaky bodies and boundaries by Margrit Shildrick. this text is interesting because Shildrick looks at the female body both from a medical and biological standpoint and an ethical one, I find the separation of the self and the body interesting and I may incorporate this into my characterisation of my nasty nurse. one of the other texts am drawing inspiration from is Edgar Allen poe’s the raven. I like the melancholic atmosphere this poem, I was considering writing something to recite in costume as part of my performance, I am unsure wether this will take the form of poetry or just fragments of dialogue drawn from films and Poe’s nihilistic poetry. I found a very good reading of The Raven on youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcqPQXqQXzI
My plan to move forward with my project is to continue to experiment with costume making and attempt some makeup and special effects to enrich my performance, I will also begin to characterise my nurse and write dialogue for her to ramble as she wanders around the school of art scaring unsuspecting nightschool patrons. I may also continue to produce paintings to help me visualise and characterise how I want my character to look and move this will also be an excellent opportunity for me to practice anatomy and drawing moving bodies.
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