#its been a minute

[artifour]

reincarnation!

[the-empress-7]

Someone close to the Givenchy team that I know, dropped this bombshell on me - Meghan had originally had a dress designed to look like a mix of Princess Grace and Audrey Hepburn’s wedding dresses back in early 2018 but after she saw the dress worn by the now Princess Alessandra of Hanover, she decided to completely change the design of not only her own wedding dress but those of the entire bridal party, and this is why the dresses for everyone were so sloppy and only finished so close to the big day and fittings so chaotic and tense.

Everything was literally pandemonium, and what has been reported in the press hasn’t scratched the surface. She fired the original makeup artist & hairstylist and who she went with was picked only a week before the wedding, and so there weren’t any trials of hairstyles or makeup.

The florist had to put together several bouquet styles for Meghan, but she wouldn’t make her mind up - Philippa Craddock was handed in the end a bunch of long stem flowers and told to put them together, and say that Harry picked them when he didn’t do anything. The so called raw silk was literally a piece of fabric lying around as the amount of flowers that Meghan wanted wouldn’t wrap around any of the better fabrics that Philippa had brought.

The flower crowns were a last minute thing as well because Meghan deliberately didn’t include a hairstylist for the children, who turned up expecting to get something done and in the end, she decided Ivy wouldn’t have a flower crown not only because she wanted her to be singled out, but because Meghan had wanted to exclude Charlotte. Therefore making a flower crown free for Ivy, as Meghan didn’t want to include Charlotte in the wedding ceremony.

[stormxwings]

shadow cast

[anxrroz]

lil' Robin

[visceravalentine]

[id: a poem. it is titled: ‘stargazing/for laika the space dog, and for the thousands of poems written for her’. the poem text begins: ‘it goes like this: / a true story told over and over / it goes like a stray dog / it goes like a race against time / against invention / it goes like a very good girl with a very big job to do / it goes like she was never meant to come back / it goes like a one-way trip / it goes like the scientist taking her home with him the night before, it goes like a proper goodbye / it goes like a story told over and over / to hear people talk now, / it goes like she’s a constellation, / the stuff of legend / it goes like ‘look up and you can see her there’ / take a left past the moon / she’s sparkling / she’s static / she’s wagging her tail / she’s playing catch with comets / she’s turning circles on the moon / she’s the happiest girl in the universe / she’s a bedtime story / she’s what stargazing’s all about / a thousand artists spin her a happy ending/ a thousand poets won’t let it end like this / a thousand people have something to say about the dog up there in the night sky/ and it sounds a lot like we love you. we love you. we love you. end poem text. the last three lines are in italics. end id.]

EDIT: my poetry is about love and humanity. these themes mean nothing without love and support of trans women. my poetry is about love and humanity and my love for transness is forever imbued in every word i write.

[magicratfingers]

Gonna invent a new tradition for myself to do tomorrow

ummmmmmm

i'm gonna make a pinata and marathon uhhh something idk yet

[lemmielem]

Father and Daughter making the evening rounds.

[papa-peach]

Took this after the gym the other morning ✌️

[beijaflor888]

[greenbrains]

[argumentativeantitheticaldrmgirl]

Hi, it's me 👋

[thedrinkingg33k]

Feels like I am just moving through the day from one nap to the next.

[moonagedaydream345]

About half an hour later there was a knock on the door. Narcissa pushed it open once she had been allowed entry, and sighed at the sight before her.

“I remember walking in on Andi doing this exact same thing.” She huffed a laugh, “She was decidedly more battered, truth be told, but it’s a familiar scene nonetheless.”

“I’m leaving. Tonight is the night, Narcissa.” Regulus stood, attempting to close his trunk and failing due to it being full to the brim.

Narcissa sighed, “Here, let me.” She sat on the top of the trunk, allowing Regulus to clasp it whilst her weight held it down.

“Did you do that for Andi, too?”

She smiled, shaking her head, “No. I begged her to stay.”

Regulus froze, “Why? She almost died. I saw her face, Cissa, we all saw her face. What they had done to her that night.”

“Mhmm, that was the first and last time our parents had raised their hands, or their wands, for that matter. It was mostly verbal in my home. Reminders of our insecurities, how we’d never quite be good enough.”

Regulus shook his head in confusion, “So why did you beg her to stay?”

“Why did you beg Sirius to stay?” She whispered, “your brother may be right, I am one for self-preservation. But I haven’t been given much of a choice in any other direction. The night Andi left was the night my world collapsed. I didn’t have one of her best friends to fall in love with and rescue me. I had the Malfoy marriage.”

“But you can get out soon enough, surely? Emmeline is waiting for you.”

Narcissa laughed sadly, “I think I’ll be here a little while longer, Regulus. You’re leaving, there’ll be enough fall out from that for them to lose me too. You are the heir of house Black, the last remaining one at that. I am the Malfoys’ last hope for a continued bloodline. Losing us both is too risky, too much of a fuss.”

Regulus sighed, putting the last of his things in the pockets attached to the side of his trunk, “You’ll get out one day, I promise.”

She nodded, “I really hope so, Reg.” She stood from the trunk and dusted off her skirts, “Now. Are you eating before you go?”

“I’m not leaving until later, about nine. I want to cook though. James’ kitchen is a bit shit compared with ours. I want to say goodbye to it.” 

Narcissa let out a giggle, “It can’t be that bad, the Potters are wealthy enough.”

“Oh yes, the kitchen at the manor is incredible. But James’ flat? Absolutely not.”

She thought for a moment, “Why don’t you two live in the manor?”

“I wouldn’t make him go back there, not until he’s ready. He found them, Cissa, he was the one who found them dead that morning.”

“I see. Well, one day he may be strong enough. That day, he shall have you at his side to ensure it.”

He nodded, “I’m never leaving his side again.” 

[lemmielem]

Second part of THIS face challenge ask.

This is the first time I’ve ever drawn an Act I Silco!

[sirnlish]

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