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So, while going through old files of old artwork that is unfinished because I either lost inspiration and stopped or I just completely hated what my brain come up with, I came across some pieces that I drew, painted, photographed, and/or distorted heavily in Photoshop, that I thought might be cool for my new melt creation that I am calling, 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙-𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡.

I’m loving this vibe 🖤

Episode 171: Journey Home

It was shortly after 11:00 p.m. Elijah deliberately took his time with the drive. That way, he and the boys had one last chance to talk just among themselves. They chatted about the past few days and also about their hopes and dreams for the future. "No matter where life takes the two of you, I hope you stay as close as you are now. I can't imagine a life without Salomon anymore, either."

"Where do you want to go after graduation?" / "We don't really have an idea yet. But we definitely don't want to be too far away from our families…" Elijah fell silent for a moment, staring at the road. "I don't have any family left; Salomon is my family now. That’s why he’s so important to me." / "I understand. Man… Hey, thanks again for the new poster“/ „I'm sure you'll find a great spot for it. And I’d like to see a photo of it later, once you have your new place." / "Hehe, okay.".

Elijah dropped the guys off safely at their accommodation. Saying goodbye was a little hard for everyone. He had never met fans who were so nice—and, above all, so normal. "Well then, I hope you guys manage to leave on time tomorrow." / "Yeah, we’ve already been in touch with the carpool; they’re actually pretty reliable. Take care of yourself. And if you ever decide to hang up your career, let us know." / "Oh, not just yet."

"And you, Robin… I know that song is personal for you guys, but it’s really good—incredibly good—and your voice could really reach people. I don’t want to push you in any particular direction; that’s something you have to decide for yourselves. But you both have talent. Of course, you could also just stay a small band that plays the occasional gig here and there." / "We’ve still got time to think about it." / "Yeah, definitely."

You could feel that they all wanted to share one last hug. When do you ever get this close to a favorite singer? And everyone heads home filled with a sense of pure happiness. "Oh, I’m leaving now, or else I’ll get sentimental." / "That would be a good title for a future song." / "Haha, yeah, I guess so… Take care and get home safe."

After Elijah had driven off, the guys didn't really feel like doing anything else. They just wanted to get to bed, sleep, and shake off the mild buzz from the party. Still, there was something nice about letting their emotions run free with a slightly hazy head. And neither of them had any intention of ever mentioning back home that they’d had a drink… They heading home the next day.

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The last breakfast in Crystalline Cove. "I hope you’ve enjoyed your stay here so far." / "Yes, all in all, it was really lovely. We’ll definitely come back here sometime." / "Though I probably won’t be living here next time." / "Oh, are you and your date planning to move in together?" Kendall smiled contentedly. "We have very strong feelings for each other; I think that’s going to happen soon, yeah.".

"Hmm, for some people things move faster, for others slower… Man, it won't be long before we graduate." / "Yeah. I want to spend a bit more time on the guitar soon—will you help me?" / "Sure, it’s not that hard…" / "Heh, you two will make good musicians, even if it’s just as a hobby. And I’m really looking forward to your books, too, Alexander." Alex took the last bite and hurriedly chewed it down. "Yeah, we'll see what else comes to mind. I certainly don't lack inspiration.".

After the meal, they packed up the rest of their things. "Okay, did we forget anything?" / "I don't think so—you've got your guitar, you've got your keyboard." / "Mhm. Then I think we've got everything… You're a bit sad, though, aren't you?" / "It was something special, sure… but I'm glad we can stay in touch; that really means a lot to me." / "Me too." … The two of them hugged and shared a quick kiss. Then they walked with their things to the front door, where Kendall was already waiting for them.

"Well, I hope you have a safe trip home. I’ll contact Alexander’s father right away to let him know you’re on your way." / "All right. Thanks again for letting us stay here for the past few days." / "Oh, it was no trouble at all; you were great company." / They said their goodbyes and wished each other well once more. The car arrived less than two minutes later, and they set off for the airport with a few others.

Alexander and Robyn left the city with mixed but positive feelings. The start of their journey had been uncertain, yet they had been lucky enough to attend a concert for the very first time. Elijah, too, certainly wouldn't forget them anytime soon. Now they were looking forward to being home—to seeing their parents and siblings—and, above all, to their upcoming graduation. We will see them again next time back in Pleasantview.

@dandylion240 , @greenplumbboblover :)

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Episode 173: Lydia's Birthday (Part 2)

A quick note upfront: unfortunately, there were too few photos from the rest of the birthday celebration, so don't be surprised if the title doesn't quite match the rest of the episode. AND: There is NO content in this post that is unsuitable for minors, even if Tumblr might like to label it that way! Everyone is fully clothed; there are no orgies or anything of the sort taking place.

Everyone is still busy enjoying cake at Lydia’s birthday party. "And how are things otherwise, Mom?" / "Very well. I’m really having to juggle a lot with work right now, but things are moving forward. Still, I’d like to cut back a bit; it’s just too much, and I hardly have any time for the family." / "That’s fair enough. But instead of doing the painting yourself, you could offer painting classes or something like that." / "Oh, I hadn't even thought of that. That sounds like a great idea."

"Yes, I think our daughter’s idea is pretty good, too. That way, you can still pursue your passion without having to churn things out at breakneck speed." / "I just make other people happy." / "I know, but you need to think about your own happiness, too." / … "And what about you boys? Any plans for the future?" / "Well, writing books, performing as a band now and then, and living in a new city…" / "Oh, I’m sure I’ll miss you."

„Mm, we’ll miss you too, sis. You haven’t lived at home for a while now, either.” / “Yeah, but I’m not moving to a different city—that’s the difference. Still, I can totally understand wanting to see a bit of the world.” / “Yeah, at least a little bit. And meeting new people; you really know every face around here.” Bella watched her son silently for a moment, then smiled. “Mm-hmm, as long as you look out for each other, I don’t see a problem with that, my dear.”

After the meal, Alexander took a moment for his niece. "'Aah… aah'" / "Hehe, yeah, 'A' is a good start; you can call me Uncle Alex or Ali, hehe. Come here, sweetie." Cassandra liked seeing the way her brother interacted with her daughter. "Oh, she takes after you completely, Mom," she said, glancing over at her mother. "I do have good genes, after all. She’s sure to grow up to be just as pretty as you… and me, of course—giggle." They share a lighthearted moment. It is always lovely to spend time with family. Even if paths eventually part, the bond between them remains.

As Alexander held Lydia in his arms, Cassandra couldn't help but smile a little. "Is something wrong?" / "No… A child really suits you, somehow." / "Well, actually 'making' one would be a bit difficult for the two of us." / "I know, but there are plenty of ways to have a child, even in your case." Alexander smiled and looked down at the little girl. "Yeah, but I’m not worrying about that right now, and neither is Robin." / "You don't have to; there's plenty of time. Go put her in the living room."

Alexander set Lydia down in the living room, where a few toys had already been laid out for her. "What is it? Why are you grinning like that?" / "Just thinking about what happened a moment ago. And then I had a funny thought. Just imagine if I were a woman and we were having a child—who do you think it would look like?" / "Hehe, like me." / "Yeah, probably; I wouldn't want to pass on my face." / "Hehe, you're too much. You're handsome. Let's go."

Later, Alexander and Robin drove together to the place where they used to meet—alone and in secret. The memories of that day are a mix of emotions: anger and sadness, but also joy and desire, all played out under that roof. Yet that memory belongs solely to them. Today, people meet there to chat and have a bit of fun with others.

Gradually, other friends and schoolmates arrived. "Hey, Robin… That looks really good—can I join in?" / "Sure, the more the merrier; I used to play it with my mom—she always lost to me, haha." After all, playing together is more fun anyway.

They had known each other since childhood. And when Robin was in a coma, there was great concern; after all, it was uncertain whether he would ever be his old self again. But he managed to emerge from the dark world inside his mind. Naturally, the joy was all the greater when he was able to return to school. And soon, their youth will be over.

Alexander quickly manages to draw attention to himself. As soon as he sets up his red keyboard somewhere, all eyes turn to him. And when the first notes ring out, the rest of the crowd gets swept up in his music, too. By now, almost everyone has recognized his great talent. He plays his latest song, which he had written on the side during his time at Crystalline Cove.

The foosball game came to an end; everyone had become too distracted by Alexander’s music. "Looks like it’s a draw. Thanks, that was fun." / "Yeah, for me too. Oh man, I thought you were really weird at first." / "Really? Why?" / "I don't know, you hardly said a word—well, and when it came out that you were gay, I thought you’d be hitting on everyone." / "Haha, what? Oh man!" / "Sorry—you’re a cool guy."

After putting away his keyboard, Alexander walked over to Robin, who was standing in the room with a melancholy look on his face. "Hey, are you okay?" "Mhm, yeah. Until a year ago, I thought I’d just spend all day sitting in my room, listening to music and cursing my life. But so much has changed since I’ve had you by my side. Thanks—you’re the best thing that could have happened to me." Alexander smiled, feeling deeply flattered; sometimes, he was even at a loss for words. "Want to go outside for a bit?" "Okay." Uncertain where they would end up that day, the two of them set off, leaving their friends behind.