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April's first time (part 2)

Diana met April before April met her.

Diana had spent a century being 23, so she decided to get 24 that year. The year April went back to kill his former husband and landed him back in the river.

The first time in April's life they saw each other Diana was 25 and April 18. Diana had already fallen in love with her, and she knew that something was going to happen soon that will lead them both to the pain she had seen in April's eyes so many years before.

Still she went to the Alameda in Mexico City, abd sat an a bench where she could see all the buildings around covered in green. Just so she could find her. Just in time for April's heart to recognize her.

Diana told her to go back, find me in Paris, find me in New York, find me in London, and make belive in Love again.

"What year is it?" Was April first question, while casualy cleaning the dust off her jeans and brown jacket." I think I messed it hard". Said under her breath

"Go back love" . Answer Diana, who was covered in a patched up jacket that could be an older version of April's. "Find me, find us"

"You know me? " Did that stranger called her love? Cause it sounded as if she meant it.

"We'll met again, on you 20th birthday"

"But... When... What year is it today?"

"Today... doesn't matter... Today is the 18th of May but time doesn't matter to us, does it?

"So... You really know me, huh?" April couldn't decide wheter to run away or stay with that woman.

"Well... You know I could told you everything that has already happend, but won't you rather live it?"

Silence. "So you can... Travel too?"

Diana nods. "I... Can't die of natural causes... So we've met anytime you land since a long time ago.

You found me a couple times before I let you in, so please don't give up... We had try you know? "

"What do you mean?"

"hmm... I think... just know that I CHOOSE to come here. I could have try and not find you now so you don't go back and find me then... But you should know that I... Always remember please, I choose the life we have."

"What's going to happen?!"

Silence.

"Why you say that?!" Where am I if you say we're together?! "

"Back at our... Home, you can go meet yourself, but we both know you were trying to get some-when else"

"I'll be back" Said April, suddenly remembering, getting all red, hating this stranger who knew too much about herself.

April looked around to find a place to hide and jump, then figure she didn't need to and start preparing for the jump. A denser air surronded her, the future was greener but heavier, it had a kind of peace April didn't like. A peace that just happens right before war.

She was gone to other time.

"I won't" said Diana as she stood up and left.

[andreaebj]

I should be doing homework instead i’ll present to you a story of a time traveller and a immortal being, this idea came from a prompt here on tumblr from @writing-prompt-s , that I saw on IG. Here it goes.

Part 1

In advance im sorry for the not accurate historical facts and shit writing

The fog was dense, it was the coldest December April could remember from all the Decembers she had been on, she was there in the middle of nowhere cause in the 18th-century houses were that far apart. The snow covered her whole boot, almost reaching the knee. Thank God she had brought the thermic ones. She misplaced the landing spot and now was trying to find the house in the middle of the dense white in front of her. She was already holding back the tears, if she were to fulfill her purpose and change what happened there, she will lose the woman she loved in her own memories too. Changing the past was a line she never dares to cross, but Diana was suffering back at home, she could not die, she could not rest, and in one of her fever dreams she said she wished to never live that long.

April finally reached the huge construction, a palace-like place was right in front of her. She had lost hours searching for it, maybe that was meant to happen, when she finally opened the door the wrenching scream coming from Diana’s bedroom was heard, April run as fast as she could but the only thing she saw was the figure of Diana’s husband on top of her, biting her to death.

It was me, I killed him. April though, realizing she wasn't changing history, but that everything had happened already. Without hesitating a bit she pulled the gun she had carried from the 21th century back and fired the beast on top of Diana, according to her memories all she saw before collapsing was light, it was the shoot, now knew April. The beast had fallen, April ran towards her, Diana had indeed lost consciousness, both because of the trauma and because of the blood she lost. She treated the injury as fast as she could, as soon as the bleeding stopped she grabbed her husband’s body and jumped forward in time, leaving Diana in her bed asleep, knowing that the day after her maid will find her and take care of her.

Hudson River was the landing-place, both bodies slammed against the water in the middle of the night, a hundred years later. April came back to the surface as she tried to take off her winter clothing, she was so tired her head wasn't up for so many jumps, she was fighting against odds to reach the shore, that’s when she felt someone reaching for her, and they adjust their bodies so April could use her to stay afloat. They reached the riverside and finally, she saw once again the face of Diana, a hundred years later but just a day older.

How you knew? Said April without missing a heart bit.

Knew what? Answered Diana, but as soon as April open her eyes wide thinking she had messed up and was meeting her for the first time Diana continued. That my girlfriend was going to fall in the river Hudson? The first time it happened you jumped to my accommodation, almost flooded it, and then passed out, I figure I could help a bit this time.

Wouldn't this change something?

Don't worry love, I was alone and now we can go peacefully to my place

You speak in a strange way for this time. Said April as she started to stand up.

And who's fault is it? Responded Diana also laughing, as she reached out for two gowns so they could cover.

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PSA. Can we just take a moment to appreciate and cry over the ending of The Haunting of Bly Manor?

And at the end, where music starts playing Sheryl Crow’s ‘I Shall Believe’ is now more iconic than the ending of Titanic, My Heart Will Go On. Just facts.

[andreaebj]

RULES: answer the questions and tag someone you want to get to know better 😁

[andreaebj]

I just want someone who would talk me to sleep in nights like this

[antoniosvivaldi]

“There’s the silver lining I’m looking for.”

— Happy Birthday to Ginevra Molly Weasley

[mistbix]

adora finally learns how to relax

[gayfandomblog]

1.11 // 5.06

I thought things would be different this time, but apparently nothing’s changed!

[multisenso21]

[footcrust]

This level of romance or don’t even bother

[mayordog-deactivated20160926]

a warning

[dietaryfiber-deactivated2018092]

we have Ten Days

[andreaebj]

I found this on TW

Art by: SAMPEACH

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[andreaebj]

I have a question for those who identify themself as a nonbinary genre (Includying genderfluid). Do you feel included in the term Bisexual?

[omghotmemes]

Feels post.

[just-your-friendly-gay-neighbor]

I feel very ATTACKED right now

[tristamateer]

“Robin, to end up with a man who wanted you but wanted nothing to do with your choices,
 cared nothing for all the times you said NO,
 set up a string quartet and roses in your living room anyway, a man who mishandled you start to finish in the name of romance and the grand gesture— Robin, to end up with a man more in love with the idea of love than with you must seem like some kind of cosmic betrayal, must seem so season one pre all that character development. I know that after years of the same tired back and forth, it must be easy to mistake poor scripting for fate. But, listen to me: fuck the grand gesture. Robin, FUCK THE BLUE FRENCH HORN. He does not always deserve to Get The Girl
 just because he wants the girl. Sometimes the girl gets to drink a neat scotch and pile into bed with her five dogs 
comfortable, happy, and alone. Robin, sometimes the girl gets herself.”

— ROBIN by Trista Mateer

[weavemama]

wow how about that