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Do you never leave this library?

“The Library is safe. The safest place I’ve found, since…”

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“Welcome in. I don’t get a lot of visitors. If there’s anything you need help finding, let me know.”

[Side blog for a supernatural-themed au of Eli Clark from Identity V. [Leave an ask in Book Returns~ [Blog follows as lifted-oriion

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Is there a children's book section in your library?

“The library was initially a collection of information - myths, origins, and features of the various creatures that inhabit this world and sometimes the next, last, or in between. We never expected children to visit - it never came to mind - and then some things happened and…

“Well, Fiona was the one to suggest and later collect a handful of books when she could. Her occupation rarely offers the opportunity to search, so excess trinkets- er….toys are more abundant in the room. I have considered attempting to simplify the informative books, but selecting the relevant information is proving more difficult than I’d expect.”

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☑: something muse has accomplished that they’re proud of

E: There’s the archive? I…have accomplished very little in my lifetime, and certainly nothing to be proud of.

F: You heckin liar! When I met him, Eli’s vocabulary was limited to what you’d find in a dusty old bible. I found him a dictionary, and he was talking like a scholar in two weeks. While traveling across the country, no less! That’s plenty to be proud of! Not to mention that he basically adopted and cares for about half the orphans in the city, continues to do so with children and the unruly non-mundane, found an ethically sustainable way to keep up with a too-large population of vampires three villages over, solved about half of my cases when I couldn’t, which he still refuses to take credit for, and he esca-

E: That is enough, Fiona. These are hardly what can be called accomplishments. They get the idea…

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[[hhhhh okay so most of this is bc ART so uhhh

@idv-ask-azraelSpaceboi?? SPACEBOI!!!! (i dont play joseph enough in game to have that skin but of course i have it anyway, it’s space themed for hel’s sake)

@ask-vampire-hunter-naibThis blog was originally made because of their encouragement. Initially, I’d thought we would end up connecting our blogs, but there’s more I’ve developed since starting so the compatibility might not be there any longer. We don’t talk much any more, but they’re pretty rad - they do good art.

@the-count-desaulnierAnother Joseph. Am I biased? Maybe. Do I care? No.The colors, the lines!!! THE CHARACTERS!!!!! From a writing perspective, I’m in awe. From an artist’s perspective, I’m starstruck. Also has delightful post tags.

@ask-luckyA new baby to the thrall, as I understand it, but precious. Such a good style, and characterization, too!!

@askminiwuchangbabybabybaby-THe pure chaotic energy of these two. A+ must poke more, and also interact when i get my own Wu Chang blog running

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… 🙃 with the mun!

Title:If I Let This Guy Into My House I’d Have an Unlimited Supply of Craft Feathers

Alt titles:

- Outing Myself as a Furry- Why Is My Tea Cold?- Fix Your Dang Posture You Stupid, Stupid Bois

Sat down and did this in an hour bc i was too lazy to do it digitally. Apparently I work faster/better traditionally? I think I just have lower standards. The proportions are off and i don’t give enough of a darn to fix it and reupload the image onto my computer so heck it

I had to learn how to draw humans to start this blog, and it’s going about as well as expected. i started with aliens from my favorite video game, so…i guess i’m doing okay? still need to learn how to do expressions tho. bonus points to anyone who knows what i am

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Dear past me,

The page tucked away in an older volume that looks more like a field journal than a tome. The journal is stained with ink and dirt and all manner of things, but the binding is still sturdy despite the obvious abuse it’s been through, filled with scribbles, but it’s the note that sticks out: cleaner, free of wrinkles, but tucked away as if wished to be forgotten.

Things I wish I’d known:

It was all for nothing.

You are not what you think you are.

You will not be trapped in the dark forever.

The woman with the stolen demon’s horns is someone you can trust.

You are not what you think you are.

Keep them hidden. It will hurt at first, but it will be worth the safety.

There are other things out there.

They aren’t as scary even when they try to be.

You are not what you think you are.

Don’t let them lie to you. They do not want what is best for you.

Do not believe them. They will do everything in their power to get you back.

The things you see can be changed. Not always, but you can try.

It wasn’t holy water.

You are not what you think you are.

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Dear person I hate,

In address to Father S-

Hate- Intense hostility and aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury- Extreme dislike or disgust, antipathy, loathing

Is that what I feel? Hate? I feel like there is a pebble stuck in my throat, and other times something that burns between my lungs. When I think of you, of then, my hands shake and my shoulders grow stiff and I cannot breathe for the memory of that taste on my tongue. Was it worth it? The pain, the humiliation, the efforts all to hold on to a lie you constructed, and for what?

Is that hate? Do I hate you? Can I? I am told I have every right to, but those words so stringently rehearsed cling to me, claw into my core and will not release me. They pierce my heart and rake at the remnants of my memory, and they leave me with no peace.

“Love thy neighbor as thyself.”

Never were there words so damning, for love and hate cannot coincide.

Love and hate cannot coincide.

They cannot coincide.

They cannot.

They cannot…

But…

You are not my neighbor…are you…?

You do not live in the house next to mine, nor do you live on the road down the way. Nor do you live in the next town over or the village after that, nor across the water in the country next over. You are somewhere in between all of that, but you are not…cannot be called…a neighbor.

Neighbor- a person who lives near another- a person or thing that is near another

You are not near me. You are miles and miles away, cities and towns and rivers away from me and my Sanctuary. I have placed so much distance between me and you that we are not considered near each other in any sense of the word. You are not my neighbor.

And I am no longer beholden to you.