It’s official: Krystal Almighty herself is forty years old. That means Fox and I have very tenderly kissed her forty times to count those four decades of living of hers.
We are really heading into the future now. 0.0
-Jamie
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charles leclerc (2024) // proserpine (dante gabriel rossetti, 1874)
(charles x art, 40/?)
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you know i am actually constantly in prayer i am just doing it a little differently from everyone else. The horniness is a part of the prayer
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for his birthday patrick can throw a cake at pete’s face. as a treat :D (ft. aftercare and my pen dying halfway through the third one) inspired by this gifset
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ever since i was a teen girl i knew i wanted to give edward cullen a lil kiss on the forehead
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this year pat will have been dead just as long as he’d been alive 🫠
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what happened to hello? how are you? my name is… what happened to that?
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The Perfect Gift
Sirius…I have something for you." Remus said, passing him the long, black box he'd been hiding all day. Sirius looked at him questioningly. "Don't worry…you can open it in polite company."
Harry smirked. "I'm polite company?"
"Something like that." Sirius said, winking at him.
Sirius opened the box and slowly drew out the large, red tapestry. The person who Andromeda knew had done a lovely job capturing what Remus wanted. His and Sirius's names were near the top, centered and joined with silver thread, and decorated with silhouettes of the dog and the wolf. Harry's name was under their and joined with silver thread as well. James and Lily's names were off to the side, with a silver stag, resembling Harry's Patronus, and a lily. Lyall's name was connected to Remus, and Andromeda and her family were connected to Sirius's. "Our House" was written in script above the family tree and "Notre Maison" was written at the bottom, in acknowledgment, if not a direct inversion of "Toujurs Pur," the Black family motto. Silver and black moon phases outlined the tapestry.
Sirius's eyes grew rounder and rounder as he took in the carefully embroidered details. "Remus…" he said, his voice choked.
Remus squeezed his hand. "Happy birthday, darling."
"I can't believe you did this." Sirius said in a low voice.
Remus pulled him close, whispering, "Your name will always be on it." Sirius buried his face in Remus's shoulder, overcome with emotion.
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theres almost always two of everything
two hands
two eyes
two legs
two ears
and yet theres only one of us
maybe thats why some people
are drawn together
as if even the universe itself
couldnt keep the two apart
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Other people get, like, a spa day or a supercar experience for their fortieth birthday. Me, I get a motherf**ing sword! 🗡️
I may not have a choice about growing old, but I don’t have to grow up!
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man shoutout to @lixabiz bc 'a sun will always sing' might just be the greatest fucking thing ever written in the history of human writing and it means EVERYTHING to me thank you SO MUCH for writing it and i hope youre doing awesome
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