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Some images of the sky over the past month I've taken :)
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i dont think i posted these but here i made a little frog pattern to make tiny frog toys with my grandma
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this is the first lil guy I made while still learning how i should sew it
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ABBA is special. Listen to Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) and tell me you dont feel something. You'd be lying. I could kill a man rn
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orions-things · 3 years
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The Angel of Mercy
As her eyes opened again she was met with a sympathetic look from the being before her. She knew who this was, and she wasn’t afraid. She simply smiled and took the hand that was offered to her.
She stood up and glanced back one last time at her still body on the ground, surrounded by her own blood. “Are you not scared?” The being asked her. All her life she thought she would be, but being here in this moment she knew that she really had nothing to fear at all.
“No” She told the being. “Not a bit.” The being looked confused.
“Why not? You understand who I am right? You know where I am taking you, so why are you not afraid?” They asked.
“I am not afraid because it is you that is leading me.” The girl said.
“I do not understand. I am the angel of death. Most cower at my presence and beg me not to take them” They said. “Some blame me for their outcomes, some demand I take them back. Why are you not doing the same?”
The girl simply smiled. “You are no angel of death. You are the angel of mercy, of sympathy, of forgiveness. I know you aren’t here to hurt me, you are here to guide me and make sure I am safe now.” The being looked at the girl with a kind and gentle smile. Something they had not done in a while.
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orions-things · 3 years
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Remus Accidentally Says I Love You to Sirius
Remus came from such a loving family, saying I love you doesn’t seem like such a big deal until he meets Sirius, who loses all bodily function when he hears those words. Requested by an anon!
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Remus came from a very affectionate family; the kind of family always hugging and kissing cheeks and sitting on top of one another on the couch to watch movies.
It was also the kind of family who always said I love you before bed every night, before they left the house, before they did anything that required spending even a second apart.
So Remus didn’t think it would be a big deal when he told Sirius he loved him before they went to bed that first night of Hogwarts.
“What did you say?” Sirius said suddenly, every muscle in his body pulling taut.
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i love vampires because they truly are just the "anything goes" monster. you can do pretty much anything you want with vampires as long as they drink blood pretty much
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Lily likes to pretend that she has no idea what is going on during Quidditch matches. During their first few years, it’s a fantastic way to antagonize James and watch his face turn tomato red as he breaks out in absolute hysterics. What do you mean you don’t get what the Golden Snitch does? It’s the Golden Snitch!
But as the years wear on and she finally comes to terms with the notion that she maybe likes a certain glasses-wearing boy, she uses Quidditch to her advantage. When James sneaks off to the only pub in Hogsmeade with a television to watch the Harpies, Lily sits next to him and asks questions she already knows the answers to, smiling as James’ eyes light up and he points to the screen, patiently answering in between cheering. They talk for so long their butterbeer goes warm and they nearly miss their curfew to get back to Hogwarts, but when James takes Lily’s hand as they walk beneath the street lamps, she doesn’t pull away.
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orions-things · 4 years
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I love the moon so much
the moon is loved no matter what phase she’s in... just as you are.
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orions-things · 4 years
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Dadfoot and Moomy throwing toddler Harry a birthday party. Moomy making a fuss ( @beeesworld )
Sirius walked sleepily into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes with a sleepy toddler on his hip. 
“Baby what are you doing?” He mumbled, moving to the sink and filling up a sippy cup of water. 
“The cake has to be perfect.” Remus mumbled back, returning to stir the bowl of chocolate batter. 
“How many of those have you made?” Sirius asked, setting Harry down on a chair, 
“Dunno, three?” He responded, licking batter off his pinky. Sirius walked toward him, hugging him from the side. 
“Love he’s gonna be two, I don’t think he’ll really care.” He said as he pressed a soft kiss to his husbands neck. 
“It’s the first birthday after they died Pads… I want it to be perfect.” Sirius tightened his hug.
“Pa’foot?” Harry whined. 
“Yes love?” Sirius walked over and scooped him back up in his arms. Harry rubbed his eye. 
“Wanna go back to bed.” Sirius kissed his head and walked back down the hall. 
moments later, he returned back to the kitchen as Remus was pouring the batter into a pan, scraping the excess with a spatula. Sirius held him from behind, kissing the base of his neck. 
“I love you Moony… and so does Harry… and Lily and James… it doesn’t have to be perfect, as long as you put love in it.” Remus turned pulling him into a tight hug. 
“I love you. Now, go shave, you’re not going to look like a rat for this party.” Sirius laughed and scampered away to the bathroom, a smile settled on his face. 
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orions-things · 4 years
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James Comforts a Touch-Starved Regulus
When Regulus and James start dating, Regulus struggles with how to touch James, having never experienced this kind of love and affection. James knows just the cure. Requested by an anon! 
I was told that it’s Jegulus week? So I guess it’s only right to give these boys some love ♡
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Dating was still a new experience for Regulus. Dating James Potter, no less, was as exhilarating as it was confusing.
Even in the concealing darkness of their secret dates, Regulus didn’t know how to hold hands or ask for a kiss or pull James into a hug. It was maddening, really; James was right there, fit Quidditch body standing with one hip jutted out, the long, muscled lines taunting Regulus with every flex. He could manage small things – brushing their hands together in passing or knocking their elbows together – but he could never find the bravery to ask for more.
Dating James in secret wasn’t terribly difficult, thanks to Sirius and Remus sneaking off to abandoned corridors and infiltrating the astronomy tower, so Regulus often found himself in James’ bedroom.
“You’re so clingy,” James laughed, nudging Regulus’ shoulder as they sat beside each other on the floor, the remains of their lunch sprawled in front of them. “You’re like a koala.”
Regulus leaned away instantly, fumbling with his hands. “Sorry.”
James shook his head, eyebrows knitting in confusion. “No, no, it’s cute. You just never struck me as that kind of guy.”
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orions-things · 4 years
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im a crepe im a weirdough i donut belong here
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I would like to be them
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Louis Émile Adan (French, 1839–1937) – Élégant chers au repos à côté d'un étang 
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One of the worst feelings is when you feel a hyperfixiation slipping.. Like no.. Youre so sexy pls keep giving me happy chemical
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I know we’ve already read a lot of “men writing women” crap, but I am absolutely losing my mind at this passage
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me: *gets depressed*
my breasts:
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