#just never posted it because I wasn't happy with the colours but I'm cleaning my hard drive

[cpericardium]

interdimensional agreement to put miles back where he belongs ❗

[tired-biscuit]

can we get more cute naruto headcanons🥹

of course, love. i wasn't sure if you meant naruto - the character, or naruto - the show, so i just went along with the first option 'cause i've been feeling in a nart mood lately and he's been bouncing around my brain a lot, lol. hope you like it!!

also, i actually wrote a post about naruto headcanons a long while back and that one includes various characters. you can find it here if you wish to check it out.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fem!reader, mix of modern AU and canonverse // fluff so sweet it makes your teeth ache. naruto being a lovely friend/boyfriend/human being.

𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗢 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

every tiktok he finds at least mildly funny, he’ll send it to you. the 99+ notifs usually come from him and him alone, and if you don't open them fast enough and react to at least half of them, he spams you over text to ‘open the fuckin app!’

wears mismatched socks all the time. usually bright, vivid colours with funky designs that peek from underneath his jeans whenever he sits down. i'm thinking happy socks type of beat.

grows hot and sweaty in his sleep, but luckily for him you’re a loyal girlfriend, so you endure it all. yes, you stay put even as he drapes his heavy arm and leg over you every night and murmurs pure gibberish into the side of your neck.

holds your hand everywhere you go. it’s not even subtle, he intertwines his fingers with your own and holds on tight. strokes your knuckles, too, and thus turns you into putty as a result.

sometimes forgets you can’t hear him speak with kurama, so whenever he zones out so out of nowhere, it’s really funny. especially if it happens in a public place, like in the middle of the street or a grocery aisle; he looks like how the windows shutting down noise sounds.

texts his kisses with ‘mwah, mwah, mwah!!!!!!’

has the ugliest picture he’s ever taken of you set as his contact photo for you. whenever he loses his phone and he asks you to call him (it happens more often than you’d think) so that he can find it, you see the caller ID and get upset. he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

you definitely own matching onesies (yes, even as adults.)

his sneakers always look busted af.

doesn’t like going to the hairdresser’s, but he’s more than happy to sit patiently as you cut his hair at home.

covers his ice cream in sprinkles and chocolate syrup. the thing is a nightmare to eat, but he loves it.

is very clumsy whilst eating his food, he always ruins his shirt. it drives you insane because you have to clean him up like he’s a toddler.

he yanks the covers off of you when he feels like it’s time to get out of bed and tugs you by your ankle when you try to protest as a result.

definitely a morning person.

is willing to have chapstick applied only by kisses.

never carries a backpack, he stuffs everything he owns into his pockets and if it isn’t enough, he whines until you have to put the remainder of the stuff into your bag.

is unable to take you seriously when you’re pissed off. he just finds you too cute, it’s fucking infuriating.

loves hugging you from behind.

doesn’t know how to cook, but at least he tries to help you out.

insists on showering together all the time (he’s super gentle while washing your hair, bless him.)

if you have younger siblings, he gets along with them super well. he’ll play dolls with your baby sister and will beat your little brother at every game on the console.

can’t take a decent picture to save his life. whenever you ask him to take one of you, it always ends up blurry or with the tip of his finger in the shot.

kisses you goodnight no matter the hour.

i feel like he’d make you watch the entirety of one piece with him.

has trouble focusing, but he feels very calm whenever you’re around, with his hand in your own. it’s very sweet.

so, so, so clingy. and touchy, too.

he's definitely your friend first before he becomes your boyfriend.

super nosy. if you’re gossiping over the phone with a friend, he’ll drop everything to listen in.

loves you more than you love him. it’s just how he is.

[yenvengerberg]

🎊 NEW YEARS CLEAN-UP 🎊

rules: unburden yourself from the abandoned WIPS collecting dust in your folder and share 5 gifs, then tag five people.

thank you so much riya (@thebookluvrr1816) for tagging me!

so what's maybe different about my giffing process is that i actually rarely abandon gifsets. like if i start making it, i'm locked in, i have to finish and get the idea out my brain. on the rare occasion i don't finish a set, then i'll readapt any gifs i made for another set (but i could actually only find one instance of a set that i had abandoned this year, and i'd adapted it for another set instead). so this is a selection of gifs that i either cut from a set as i had to narrow down choices, or an 'original' look at a gif before i changed it. because of that, i'm going to link the set it was made alongside or was adapted into for comparison!

this gif became altered for this kanej week + book to screen gifset. it originally started off as just a quote gifset. i started making this just after s2 dropped, but i think a mutual posted a set of kanej + this quote around the same time and i didn't want to be copying it so i ended up never finishing the set. when kanej week rolled around i ended up reusing the two gifs i made (this one + the one that became 'never stop fighting'), but damn, i did love this blue, and looking at it now i actually think this one came out better

2. an early version of my kanej week quotes set. i did several for this set with a gif inside the font, but i just really hated the way it looked overall, and at the last minute changed it. i still reused all the gifs i'd made though - you can see the two here in the second panel!

3. the original take on the third gif in this inej eps set. i ultimately changed it because i didn't like the blend, particularly that you couldn't see the knife being played with which is a moment i really wanted to include. but i do adore the yellow light shining on her as she's praying, there's something almost saintly about it, and wish i'd been able to incorporate it as i wanted to (please ignore the line it's just there because i gave up and never fixed it!)

4. a gif from this 'la vie en rose' ed and stede gifset. i thought the way they looked at each other with stede tilting his head was so cute, but ultimately i found blending the scenes a little messy and it didn't really match the other gifs/the lyrics so i cut it.

5. cut from this choni set, i basically cut this because there was a lot of movement in the scene and i wasn't happy with the colouring - they lean in to kiss and that meant there were a lot of issues with colouring layers overlapping skin and at that point i'd done a lot of frame-by-frame colouring and was feeling too lazy to do this one too.

there we go! this gives a bit of an insight into my giffing process too, it's always interesting how gifsets change as you continue to work on them to find what works, so hopefully this also provides a bit of before and after!

tagging some talented mutuals (but no pressure as always!): @ughmerlin, @crowley-anthony, @seance, @saws2004, @taiturner, @natscatorrcio, @morgana-pendragon, @singularities, @khaotunqs

[shayla-illustrations]

Character Poster Design 7 - Making the poster

This post may be out of order because I have a headache and it's almost 4 :)

The first challenge I knew I would have was the hair, I knew I wanted a galaxy but I didn't want to just take an image from google so i made my own using similar colours to the characters clothes

I added the colours to the character just to check this was what I wanted and gave a general hair shape.

I also made another value study for the poster to decide what order I want the background environments would be

I added the hair cleaned the line art and made the colours. I added colours and shadows like in current cartoon styles

After a LONG day, like REALLY LONG, like i was here till 10PM long. I made these environments and then learnt how to shade and render

BAM check that out. It looks amazing. I will never do anything this good again.

The problem now is the character doesn't stand out and there isn't any indication they are using their powers. So I made a soft white outline around them and changed the layer type to dissolve

BOOM they POP. Now the fun thing here is I wasn't happy and decided to do a little more tweaking

KAPOW I added some different colours to the dissolve, made it less intense, added clouds to the ocean scene, split the dimensions with a soft black and white light, created the title and gave it pretty colours, AND added some soft black behind the letters to make it readable. I'm so happy with how this turned out and am absolutely exhausted. I learnt so much just making this poster and these skills will be so helpful in my future.

[lfcology]

swatches | sirius black

summary: you had loved sirius black for longer than you could remember. through two wizarding wars and a harsh time in azkaban: you were head over heels. what happens when he misunderstood your relationship? everyone lives au lowkey as it should be! 

pairing: Fem!Reader x Sirius (post books so they’re slightly older)

word count: 1.6k

warnings: misunderstandings, mention of pregnancy/getting pregnant

*

Two wars. You had survived two wars against the most powerful dark wizard ever and had no inclination to tell your longtime friend you loved him. You'd been head over heels for Sirius Black for the better part of two decades yet opted to keep your feelings to yourself – stating something about the timing not being right. But if not during a war – nay, two wars – when would the time be right? You'd been with other people, trying to get over the raven-haired beauty yet no one ever made you feel anything close to what you did with him.

He'd served years in Azkaban, convicted of some of the most heinous crimes against muggles and the reason behind his best friends death, but you knew he was innocent. Sirius Black was a lot of things but a traitor was not one of them. Now, years later, he was finally free – an innocent man to the world. Once the dark lord was defeated again, and things started to calm down, 12 Grimmauld Place wasn't needed for the order anymore so you insisted on helping Sirius clean it up.

Though you couldn't wash away the painful memories of his childhood, it didn't mean you couldn't try. Harry was old enough to live on his own now but after years apart he and Sirius wanted to catch up on lost time. The first order of business you planned was putting that horrid painting of Mrs. Black in the basement. It took a lot of spells to detach her from the wall but the relief that came across Sirius' face once she was gone was worth it. The two of you worked together tirelessly to bring brightness into the home for the first time since it was built. The Black family tree tapestry was peeled off and replaced with a fresh coat of white paint and a photo wall.

Photos of James, Lily, Marlene and other friends lost over the years lined the wall and memories flooded your senses. There were moments in time captured that reminded you of easier days. Your times at Hogwarts. Your summers at the Potters. You, Sirius and Remus, admired your handy work on the wall. You three had lost so much but the thankfulness you felt to still have each other was beyond you. Sirius wrapped his arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple. Remus excused himself to spend time with Teddy, leaving you and your love alone. "Should we start clearing out some of the rooms?" You suggested despite not wanting to leave Sirius' side just yet.

He hummed in confirmation before (rather reluctantly) letting you go. The house had been empty and cold for years so in an attempt to revive it Harry, Remus, Tonks and baby Teddy were due to move in. You two started with the guest room that would become a nursery for Teddy. Magic made cleaning much easier but being around Sirius meant more time joking around than actually being productive.

"This whole bloody house smells like dirty boxes." He said with a huff and a wave of his hand to open the window.

The two of you sat for longer than you'd like to admit trying to put a crib together the muggle way. Soon you gave up and used magic, much to Sirius' dismay who insisted "it'll just be 5 more minutes". With a wave of your wand, the walls were coloured a soft sage green compared to the drab mud brown it was before. Things were finally coming together.

"Do you wonder what it's like?" Sirius asked as he set a few toys out onto the shelves.

"What what's like?" You asked from your spot at the bookshelf.

"Being a parent." He clarified.

You shrugged and put down your copy of ABCs with Merlin. "I suppose... I kind of assume I won't have kids. I'm too old now."

"Nonsense!" He replied quickly.

You raised your brows and crossed your arms. "I know you're about to mention something about Moony but shall I remind you he didn't carry the child?" You countered.

"You make it sound like you're ancient." He scoffed. "Don't rule it out, darling."

You let out a laugh and returned to your task of sorting the shelves. "It takes two to have a baby and I don't exactly have a lineup of people wanting to impregnate me.”

"I sure hope not." He said incredulously. "Now, what colour should the walls in the master room be?"

You furrowed your brows. What on earth did he mean by I sure hope not? Instead of letting yourself dwell on it later, you decided to outright ask him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He looked perplexed. "What? The colour of the master room?"

"No, no... that you sure hope there isn't people lined up for me?" You said crossing your arms a tad defensively.

Sirius, to put things simply, had a habit of being rude sometimes without realizing it. So, you were expecting a backhanded comment about your looks or a joke about how long you've been single. "Well, wouldn't exactly be the best for my odds." He said with a chuckle. "Now, the room colour." He repeated holding the swatches up.

"To hell with the swatches Sirius! What are you talking about!" You all but yelled at him. Was this a joke? Did he find out you were in love with him and decided to subtly tease you about it? How had he even figured it out? You felt yourself going into overdrive. You were going to kill Moony. He had to be the one to tell him after all!

"The swatch is for your room too so it does matter," Sirius said bewildered.

"What?"

"What?" He repeated making you huff. He could be so frustrating sometimes.

"What do you mean my room?"

"Well, it's gonna be our room." He clarified.

You were surprised if that's what you could call it. Sirius thought you were moving in? And sharing a room with him? What on earth was happening? "Sirius, I'm not living here? I thought it was just you, Harry and Moonys family?"

"What? Why? It's meant to be a family home!" He protested with a pout that reminded you of the ones he wore as a student not getting his way with Professor McGonagall.

"We don't have room for me if Teddy has his own room. He'll need one as he grows up." You explained.

"That makes no sense! We would share a room."

"Why the hell would we share a room? We're adults we can't just be dormmates like we're kids." You said and he gave you a disgruntled look. “We've been sharing beds for 20 years why does it matter now?" He rebutted and crossed his arms.

"Don't you want privacy?" You asked.

"For what? We're dating so I don't see why you're being so weird about this."

Now that shocked you.

"DATING?" You shouted and he chuckled softly as he took a step towards you. "Since bloody when?"

"Well, we've had a weird relationship for 20 years I just assumed? Two wars change people." He said and you gaped at him.

"Bloody hell Sirius." You said rubbing your temples. This was not how you expected to find out your feelings were returned. Was this his loneliness speaking? His trauma?

"I'm sorry if I overstepped in thinking that..." He said rubbing the back of his neck and losing his confidence. He became sheepish under your scrutiny. Maybe it wasn't so outlandish of him to assume that. You two did kiss and cuddle a fair bit more than the average friends. But Sirius had always been fond of physical affection with his friends and you chalked it up to that. You honestly never expected him to feel the same way you did.

"I-" You began before swallowing down in an attempt to collect your thoughts. "-You weren't wrong. I just never really thought you'd feel that way about me."

He scoffed. "I've felt that way since we were in 5th year!"

"That makes no bloody sense! You hooked up with half the damn school but didn't look at me." You scoffed back.

"Because I was trying to hide my feelings like a dumb teenage boy! It killed me seeing you all over Peter so I deflected the only way I knew how." He countered. You rolled your eyes. You and Peter had gone out twice before realizing you were better off as friends.

"You don't get to do this Sirius. You can't just say you've liked me for more than 20 damn years and not made a move." You said pointing your finger at him accusingly.

"Need I remind you I was in prison for half of it. And I just asked what colour you want our room to be." He replied with a huff.

You were silent. He wasn't wrong after all but in your overflow of emotions, you chose to place all the blame on him. "I..." You looked down. "I'm sorry. I just always thought I wasn't your type."

He took a step closer and gently held your shoulders. "It's my fault for not letting you know how utterly in love with you I am."

Hearing those words come out of his mouth shot electricity through your body. It was a euphoric feeling you could definitely get used to feeling all the time. You looked up at him and cupped his cheek softly. For the first time, you realized the way you looked at him was the same way he looked at you: with utter love and devotion. You were so worried about not letting your feelings for him spill that you didn't realize you'd been dating the man of your dreams this whole time. The man you'd longed for but thought was unattainable.

"I love you too..." You said through happy tears. "I have for so long."

"Now darling, what colour for our bedroom?" He said with a perfect smirk and a kiss to your temple.

It took two wars but you and Sirius were creating the silly little family you always dreamed of.

*

taglist: @writing-wh0re​

[cattles-bians]

damie vibecca exes au part 8

post directory

obsetress: now i just want fanart of damvibecca at the gym

em: well. pitch it to me comrade ghostfucker

obsetress: idk that's about as far as i got i just reread that bit about vibecca in their matching gym outfits and my brain got stuck

em: hypothetically do u have a colour palette in mind bc i associate gym outfits w like. bright loud colours and

em: idk if it works w our earth sign queens

[em note: emily is a liar and did NOT draw fanart of damvibecca at the gym]

[em note 2: we have the gym art now [x] [x]]

obsetress: i was imagining like charcoals tbh, or jewel tones

obsetress: i could see them in like jewel tone purples or that jewel tone blue green color

obsetress: yeah viola jewel tones or blacks n charcoals

obsetress: becs pastels and camels but jewel tones at the gym

em: it’s about Matching

em: And Destroying Ur Ex (platonically)

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: viola's feeling particularly smug about it but then

obsetress: dani's in an old school tshirt and shorts and jamie's in............ one of dani's old school tshirts and shorts

em: YES

obsetress: not intentionally, she just grabbed whatever was there

obsetress: dani chirps "oh you two look so cute! baby look, they have a matched set"

obsetress: viola arches an eyebrow "and so do you, it seems" and dani laughs "not on purpose, jamie just grabbed whatever was on top in the drawer"

viola: you two... share... a wardrobe?

dani: yeah?

em: god cute

obsetress: cute n dumb

em: they can share nearly everything except pants

em: well. pants as a treat

em: haha pants

em: trousers

obsetress: also rly nice rly clean smooth funny juxtaposition in my brain of vibecca being the ones who intentionally match and damie the ones for whom it just accidentally happens

obsetress: hahahah pants

obsetress: they can share pants but................ should they

em: idk miss chapter 12 danis thighs jamies pyjamas

em: should they

obsetress: PLEASE

obsetress: that's exactly what i was referring to THANKS

obsetress: anyway

obsetress: rebecca just laughs

obsetress: viola huffs and bex is like "sorry, babe, but it is kind of funny"

em: dani jamie wearing like

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

em: poor viola

obsetress: thinking about dani's ass in those

em: yeah....

em: violas huffing until jamies exercise flush lasts a little Too Long

obsetress: big blush jamie taylor

em: she’s still like ‘oi dani close ur mouth’ but then she

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: just ogling each other

obsetress: (they briefly pause to ogle vi and rebecca passing a medicine ball back and forth as they do squats and have to acknowledge that, yeah, they've all done alright by themselves)

em: funny montage of the gang doing exercise while surreptitiously taking Peaks

obsetress: omg all i want

obsetress:sometimes having friends as a lesbian means they're all your exes except one, who's your gf, and you're all checking each other out always anyway

em

And That’s Beautiful

obsetress

obsetress: dani: checking out viola's biceps, rebecca's abs

viola: checking out dani's thighs n ass

rebecca: minding her business

jamie: scowling n scrawny

obsetress:(n also checking out dani's thighs n ass, viola's biceps, and begrudgingly peeking at rebecca's abs)

obsetress: every other woman at the gym: checking out jamie, trying to figure out the entire dynamic here

are they a polycule? what

em: jamie probably like

em: maybe she gets really into running bc she just checks out and listens to her audiobooks but like

em: slow twitch vs fast twitch fibers so stays scrawny

obsetress: i can see that

obsetress: just gets on the treadmill and zones tf out

em: jamie ‘why don’t i have biceps’ taylor vs jamie ‘no u gotta lift w ur hips’ taylor

obsetress: she hates it but her psych told her it'll be good for her routine so you know she was like yes ma'am every day ma'am

em: cant believe safe lifting procedures screwed her over

em: ‘yes ma’am every day ma’am’ ur just Going for it arent ya anshdjdh

obsetress: sorry but don't tell me you can't hear it

obsetress: jamie's the person who takes notes in therapy

obsetress: jamie, in the locker room after their workout: do my biceps look bigger?

dani, patiently, already knowing where this is going: bigger than what, baby?

jamie: than yesterday

dani: mm, rome wasn't built in a day, you know

jamie: do they look bigger at all?

dani: well

em: i mean not to perceive her too much but mattresses scene indicates AE/jamie like. at least some muscle in the leg area

em: poor jamie

em: not playing to her strengths

obsetress: yeah she does

obsetress: i mean ae has toned af arms

obsetress: she's just wiry

em: how could i forget the benchpressing dog gif

obsetress: dani's like "jamie, baby, come do squats with me and vi" "m'good" "baby, c'mon, you'll like it" "don't wanna do squats" "it could be good for you" "don't wanna do squats with you two"

em: dani: you gotta like. eat more

jamie: i eat plenty

dani: no u graze all day and then u don’t eat dinner

obsetress: dani: five biscuits spread out across a day doesn't count as eating more

em: dani: protein jamie it’s abt protein

obsetress: dani: you need more protein, which is why i think some lentils would really––

em: jamie thinks protein shakes are Nasty

obsetress: jamie does think protein shakes are nasty but dani will make her a smoothie and sneak it in like she's a child

obsetress: viola and rebecca, with their matching monogrammed blender bottles, just staring

obsetress: becca's like "jamie, just drink it, really, it's fine"

obsetress: viola just does this haughty sniff at her and that's what finally gets jamie to start

em: jamie can deal w being a brat but the idea of viola having Anything over her drives her Insane

em: Drives Her Fuckign Nuts

obsetress: she hates it

obsetress: just the absolute fuckin worst

em: do u think dani ever like

em: like they REALLY need to clear out storage but it’s a boiling frog situation where it’s increased so gradually that

em: like jamie thinks it’s Fine storage is Clear Enough

em: it’s Not

em: danis like. should we invite rebecca and vi over

em: just be Idea of A Snide Viola Comment fills jamie w a burning rage

obsetress: oh my god

obsetress: i'm obsessed with this

obsetress: i would read a whole oneshot about this

em: eventually dani comes clean abt it n jamie thinks it’s v funny bc yknow; open and honest communication is a v important part of their dynamic

em: jamie: next time just tell me my storage looks like shite dani or i will be grumbling abt viola for a Week

obsetress: inevitably

obsetress: when they do have to come over to clean

obsetress: dani offers them takeout and wine ("step up from pizza and beer at least," jamie grumbles) and viola's like "jesus, dani, let's just go out to dinner. my treat"

obsetress: at dinner, viola's like "if you want more storage, i have some wonderful properties––"

obsetress: rebecca's mouthing "sorry" from next to her across the table

em: every time they go out rebecca takes vi aside n is like ok sweetheart so you promise you’re not gonna try convince them to sell the apartment again

em: and violas like (mock horror) of course i won’t. ye of little faith

em: and every time

em: every time she does

em: she’s tryna HELP

obsetress: she would too she'd be like

obsetress: "i'm just trying to HELP"

obsetress: "they're our FRIENDS"

em: i’m on a mission to figure out like

em: this is way way down the line

em: but i wanna believe eventually viola and jamie start to, at the v least, Tolerate each other

em: jamie might even be fond of the crazy bird but she’ll NEVER admit it

obsetress: god like vi's on business or some shit in like

obsetress: the UAE

obsetress: negotiating some Deal

obsetress: and so dani and jamie get dinner with just bex and they're driving home after and having a perfectly mundane conversation and then jamie's just blurting like

obsetress: "i think i miss vi"

em: she’s HORRIFIED

em: she tries to play it off as like um

em: she’s Too Comfortable

em: things are Too Boring

em: which is weird knowing everything we know abt jamie

em: but actually she just... maybe misses viola

em: danis like god i wish i was recording this

obsetress: jamie's passed out next to her at home later (it's ten pm) and dani's chattering happily away on the phone with vi (drinking a martini in her dubai hotel room at one am since, y'know, no bars) in bed right next to her

obsetress: "jamie, uh, said she misses you. i know. no, i KNOW. don't tell her i told you. yeah, yeah, you win, vi, we know. uh-huh. uh-huh. i'm gonna pretend you didn't just ask me that"

em: CUTE

em: u can’t lord it over her vi it’s a little secret

em: vi's like when have i EVER

em: she does

obsetress: once they're good again, dani and vi absolutely just. lose time (there's a metaphor in there) talking to each other still

em: this is wholesome tbh

em: i really like the damie stories where like

em: look it’s nice when damie have each other but it’s also nice when they have their own friends and stuff

em: dunno how to articulate that well

em: it’s a balance! it’s a balance

obsetress: yeah! exactly

obsetress: because that's part of the love n possession thing too yk

obsetress: not to say either of them would ever be like "no friends for you" but

obsetress: wanting to have a life outside of your partner yk

obsetress: they're meeting vi and rebecca for dinner after vi gets back and vi's just grinning and sweeping jamie into a hug "i heard you missed me"

em: she gets jamie a souvenir t-shirt

em: it’s too big

em: OR

em: child’s t-shirt

obsetress: (jamie sleeps in it that night)

obsetress: oh childs might be better

obsetress: she's like "you're a little scrawny, so..."

em: jamie sleeps in it.... soft bitch

em: she feels too much

obsetress: jamie taylor softest bitch

obsetress: dani watches her pull it on and raises an eyebrow and jamie's just like "wot"

em: jamies like (grumbles) i knew she was comin back i’m just

em: shouldn’t you be HAPPY about this development dani

em: ‘s’a gift... s’rude not t’....’

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: dani just grins "mmhm"

em: it accidentally makes its way into jamies workout clothes pile

obsetress: oh my GOD oh my god

obsetress: viola's shit eating GRIN when jamie shows up at the gym in it

em: jamies like fok

em: mental maths tryna figure if she wants to just. work out in a sports bra

em: she Doesn’t

obsetress: she Doesn't!

obsetress: (she's shy)

em: god it’s one of those shirts that’s like

em: someone who loves me went to UAE and got me this t-shirt or something

obsetress: dani corners her in their empty row in the locker room "you could've just taken it off, you know" "dunno, not everyone needs to... see that, you know?" "i'd certainly like to see it" jamie rolls her eyes but she's grinning "you can see that any time" "well maybe i wanted to see it during my workout" "dani......."

em: jamies embarrassed bc of her gnarly farmers tan means her tummy is at least five shades lighter than the rest of her

em: crisp tan lines

obsetress: god jamie's farmers tan

em: once again i am bringing my tan lines jamie agenda

obsetress: dani loves jamies dumb farmers tan so much

obsetress: she giggles

obsetress: but it's the most loving giggle possible

em: and then when she gets into running...

em: god when i was rowing there were a couple ppl w like what i called a neapolitan icecream tan which is

em: gimme a second

obsetress: jamie gets all huffy when dani giggles at her tan but then dani's like "baby, no, i think it's cute" and jamie gives her a look and dani grins mischievously and ducks her head

obsetress: and then she's licking and kissing and nipping her way along jamie's dumb tan lines

em: there it is

obsetress: it was inevitable

em: so caught up in the joy of jamies dumb farmer tans i forgot abt her gnarly scar she keeps under wraps

em: baby

em: the most baby

obsetress: baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

em: jamie decides the only way to claim the stupid t-shirt as hers is to cut off the sleeves

em: it’s abt the ritual of the thing

obsetress: she shows up at the gym wearing it and

obsetress: that's viola's "oh no she's hot" moment

em: YEAH BABY

obsetress: literally just like

obsetress: world stops

obsetress: viola stares

em: jamie finally gets to do an exercise that shows off her sinewy manual labor grip forearms

em: viola’s probably just as horrified to find jamie hot as every time jamies like oh no

em: violas hot

em: and once again jamie CANNOT know she’s hot bc she will be insufferable

em: she will be the Worst

obsetress: viola's tugging rebecca aside "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "what?" viola waves a hand and rebecca just furrows her brow a little and is like "that's just... what she looks like, vi"

obsetress: viola corners dani next "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "i did" "oh. right" viola pauses, then "why didn't you make sure i was listening?" dani just gives her a look and walks away

obsetress: dflksdjfldaj god the way jamie and viola are. the same

obsetress: kind of incredibly, in the same ways dani and rebecca are the same

em: “hey baby, did viola seem different today? seemed off”

em: jamies like. is she mad at me. did i break another social taboo.

em: rebecca ‘jamie looks like jamie’ jessel vs dani ‘my gf is so hot i can’t stand it’ clayton

obsetress: "i tell you how hot she is at least three times a week, vi"

em: danis tryna goad her into making the damn shirt a crop top

em: jamies like yeah but isn’t that a step too far. i feel like i am destroying this shirt too much

em: she does it anyway

em: so jamies workout clothes are danis endless grey baggy school t-shirts and this one ugly souvenir shirt that like

em: psychological warfare and she doesn’t even know it

obsetress: i would........ like to see it

obsetress: also crop top jamie is one of my favorite jamies

obsetress: she is severely underrated

em: crop top jamie is

obsetress: and we do not talk about her enough

em: jamie wear More crop tops

obsetress: viola and rebecca in bed, in matching facemasks, after going to the gym post-epiphany that Jamie Is Hot

obsetress: viola: are dani and jamie hotter than us?

rebecca: what?

obsetress: and like

obsetress: viola is NOT insecure

obsetress: she is constantly confident that she's the most attractive woman in the room at any given moment, but

obsetress: she's just so staggered by this realization

em: some neutral third party (ms grose and mr sharma probably) are like well. u guys definitely have a little more of a scary thing going on

em: i’m imagining rebecca and viola at brunch w hannah and owen v seriously discussing this

em: viola brings it up and rebecca GROANS but then she gets invested in the convo

obsetress: GOD yeah

obsetress: she's leaning forward and gesturing with her fork "when you say 'scary'..........."

em: owens like scary is a compliment

em: hannah grose sips her tea knowingly

obsetress: rebecca just narrows her eyes at hannah grose and hannah raises her eyebrows and shrugs

em: after a week or so viola bursts into a room w stupid big sunglasses and a tray of take out coffees and she’s like Don’t You Worry Jamie I Have Concluded You’re Hot But I’m Not Threatened By It

em: jamies like sorry WHAT

em: you’ve been thinking about WHAT

em: viola leaves without ever following it up

obsetress: dani is entirely unfazed

obsetress: doesn't even blink

em: danis like neat she remembered the oat milk

em: everyone in this au is insane

obsetress: any lesbian in 2021 is insane

obsetress: par for the course

em: was gonna protest but

em: Yeah

obsetress: this lesbian meme account i follow on insta is doing “stop asking who’s the top and who’s the bottom. start asking...” posts

obsetress: and one of them is “start asking who’s baby and who’s fuck around and find out” and it just makes me chuckle

obsetress: jamie taylor baby

obsetress: viola lloyd also baby

em: dani is baby passing and jamie is fuck around faking

obsetress: oh my god that’s why that’s why i think we cracked it

obsetress: dani (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: rebecca (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: the reason they could never cross further even tho per the transitive property dani (so similar to vi) should be able to date beccs and jamie (so similar to beccs) should be able to date vi is because

obsetress: you can’t have two babies and two fuck arounds in a relationship together

em: oh of course. i see. i see

em: however in the rare rare crack ship of the ‘jamie viola hatefuck’ a similar phenomenon to ‘social anxiety mum friend ordering food’ instinct takes over and someone fucks around and finds out

em: this is just my unhinged jamie viola hatefuck bulkshit which is. it’s ironic ok it’s ironic it’s ironic it’s

em: ok one last thought bc i know it’s super late for u but

obsetress: omg i also have a last thought let’s trade

em: what if mikey is about isabels age n jamie ends up looking after him for one reason or another for a bit

em: and viola absolutely Dotes on him

obsetress: omg

obsetress: that’s what does it. jamie seeing viola w mikey

em: grumble grumble i guess she’s not that bad

em: except then she’s like god what if mikey likes her MORE than me

obsetress: “dani what if mikey gets one of those weird first crushes on vi”

obsetress: dani doesn’t even look up from the laundry “who hasn’t had a crush on vi”

obsetress: jamie’s like “mE” and dani just gives her the most withering look

em: danis like It’s Par For The Course Jamie

em: danis a teacher she’s like it happens don’t sweat it

em: anyway

em: what was. what was ur last little thought

obsetress: i was just thinking more about viola also baby and how also she’s been so privileged her whole life that sometimes there are just some things she can’t do for herself because she just doesn’t know how

obsetress: like she’s never had to learn

em: rebecca gets um

em: freeze dried coffee

em: nescafé

obsetress: but like

obsetress: rebecca genuinely loves taking care of vi for whatever reason (it’s because she loves her) when she really needs it but

obsetress: rebecca also takes no shit and is like “i’m not making the nescafé for you. you’re 36 years old, vi, you need to learn to do it for yourself”

obsetress: and she’ll stand there and watch her do it and then she makes vi do it at least three more times for posterity

obsetress: “i’ll make a plebeian of you yet, viola lloyd”

obsetress: (god only the two of them would think a line like that is funny)

[paradox-psyc-hoe-sis]

Remus Lupin dating a hufflepuff would include...

Remus lupin x hufflepuff!reader, the marauders x platonic reader

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: no smut but talk of sexy times (sfw)

A/N: I'm back, babey! Recently took a smol hiatus but I'm back and better than ever. Here are some headcanons of what life would be like dating young Remus Lupin as a hufflepuff; I might do something similar with the different houses and the other marauders, but idk yet. As per usual, if you want a request then by all means shoot me a message! I write for the umbrella academy, marvel and Harry Potter so feel free to request anything :)) - Aphrodite

(Also I'm sorry I didn't spell check this, please forgive me)

• Every moment between you two was adorable!

• Being the semi-traditionalists that you were, it was a mutual agreement to take things slow and steady. But Remus was so infatuated with you - and you with him - that neither could deny the ever growing spark you shared.

• He'd always invite you on study dates in the library every Saturday, but most of the time it was just an excuse to see more of you.

• You'd always bring along a snack from the kitchens to the library, a different pastry or bake every week.

• "Guess who brought muffins!!!"

• When you aren't looking, he likes to leave cute messages on post it notes and hide them in your bag or throughout your books.

• "The only thing sweeter than those muffins is you, my love"

• You totally know when he does it, you've caught him a few times.

• However, you like to return the favour.

• "Maybe next time we 'study', you can let me Slytherin to your arms for cuddles"

• He loves the puns you make. Despite always being followed by an eye roll, he really does love them.

• He keeps all his notes from you in his bedside table and will read them after a particularly rough full moon 🥺

• Obviously, Remus was terrified to tell you his secret, but it went less dramatically than he thought it would.

• When you acted so truly selfless and reassured him that you'd be there for him no matter what, it really made him tear up. You promised to always be there after every full moon.

• You two can always be found cuddling in the gryffindor dormitories, 24/7.

• When you have a free period or a day free from studying, Remus will sneak you past the common room and into the dorms, where you'll just lay in his bed. All day.

• He's definitely the big spoon, he loves to hold you as tight as he can. But sometimes you'll lay your head on his chest, facing the ceiling, and he'll run his fingers through your hair.

• The boy is a human radiator, so you could practically hug him and his warmth all day long.

• One time you slept over with the rest of the marauders, and upon waking up, realised you had started your period. On Remus's sheets.

• "Hey, it's alright. I know this stuff happens, let's get you cleaned up."

• He was so mature about it all that you probably fell in love there and then.

• While you had a shower and changed the sheets, he went to Hogsmeade with James to get you some pads and snacks.

• Not needing a heating pad because he's just so damn warm gosh darn it

• While you and Remus were growing closer, you had an unexpected friendship with Sirius.

• I say unexpected, as when you first met you were positive he'd be trouble.

• "Moony, you never told me you were dating a hufflepuff! What a cute little cupcake she is." (Delivered with a wink)

• Let's just say, you may or may not have threatened to "shave off your pretty little locks if you call me a cupcake again."

• Although, this rivalry soon turned into friendship when you realised your senses of humour were identical.

• When Remus is busy and can't hang out with you, Sirius will take you to hogsmeade or play a game of chess to pass the time.

• Funnily enough, Sirius became oddly protective of you, letting Remus know that if he ever hurt you he'd be dead.

• Remus was always calling you a cute name, despite the circumstance.

• His favourite things to call you were babe, sweetheart, love, and snickerdoodle.

• You just stuck with calling him Remy, Moony, or honey (he'd never admit it, but he loves when you call him 'honeybuns')

• Remus is smart, and so are you. But when you're together, you share half a braincell.

• He's literally such a dumbass.

• "Babe, do you think toads can sense fear?"

• Cue you looking into the camera like Jim in the office.

• Whenever somebody tries to make any comments about Remus being a werewolf you are the first person to defend him.

• Nobody was afraid of you lashing out because you're "just a harmless hufflepuff". Their opinions changed when you punched a Slytherin prefect in the face for calling Remus a monster.

• At night, you'll both sneak out of the common rooms and meet in the kitchens for midnight snacks.

• You making some tea, and him eating some chocolate while talking to the house elves.

• You were always the best in your year at herbology, Remus however didn't stand a chance. He wasn't terrible at it, but certainly needed your help during lessons.

• "Y/n...what in God's name is that!?"

"...babe that's a celery."

• The summer between fourth and fifth year, he had the worlds biggest growth spurt.

• He was a little bit taller than you before, but when you returned to school for fifth year, he towered over you like a half-giant.

• This means that you could steal his fuzzy jumpers with them falling down to your knees.

• Sleepovers at the gryffindor dorms were a common occasion, but sometimes Remus would come to your common room late at night to have a dance party.

• Quietly playing the mixtape he made for you while you both danced around the area.

• You both had your first kiss towards the middle of fifth year, almost a year and a half after you first started dating.

• Remus came top of the class on an important DADA test. When he told you, you instinctively kissed him.

• You pulled away almost straight after, apologising for not asking for consent. Before you could say another word, he pulled you closer to him and placed another kiss on your lips, running a hand through the back of you hair.

• When you broke apart, you rested your forehead in the crook of his neck as he whispered in your ear.

• "I love you, y/n."

"I love you more, Remus."

• He wasn't really a big fan of PDA, but would happily do whatever you wanted.

• When the marauders were planning a prank, Remus made sure you were as far away from the action as possible.

• "What if we get y/n to be the bait? She could get-"

"James, there is no way y/n is going to jump into the great lake with weights ties to her ankles."

• You both did it for the first time near Christmas of sixth year.

• Peter was long gone home. James and Sirius had both left that morning to go back to the Potter's, offering you both a place to stay for the holidays. However, you were both happy to get some alone time.

• In the evening, he lit candles in the dorm and did cute stuff like that.

• He was so so nervous, but was still a gentlemen through and through, always asking if you're comfortable and making sure what he's doing is okay.

• It was really sweet, and both of you were really happy afterwards.

• Sometimes you'd share a bath with him in the prefects bathroom. The rest of the marauders always joked about how there'd be a bit more than bathing involved, but they were wrong.

• When you would share a bath, Remus would bring a book and read to you, doing silly voices for each of the characters just to see you smile. Neither of you ever did the Devil's Tango in the prefects bath, as it was always just for a nice relax.

• Speaking of books, Remus was always reading one. Sometimes you'd cuddle up next to him while he read, and he'd quietly read each line.

• Sometimes you'd do the same, reciting small poems from muggle books.

• He never told you, but after you had your first kiss his boggart changed. It changed from the moon to himself as a werewolf, holding your dead body.

• Gruesome, he knew, but it was significant to him.

• Along with his boggart changing, your patronus changed. In your third year you learned how to conjure a patronus, and yours was a porcupine. Yet in your sixth year, you discovered it to be a werewolf.

• Remus full on cried happy tears when he found out.

• After the worst full moon yet, Remus ended up in the hospital wing for 5 days. He was found unconscious, and woke up 2 days later to see you and Madam Pomfrey by his side.

• You took notes for him in class, brought him a few new books and bars of chocolate, and spent every free moment in the hospital wing with him.

• He had three long slashes across his face when you found him in the shrieking shack, yet he looked so calmly asleep.

• "When you told me you wanted to start having lie-ins, I didn't think you'd sleep for two days straight."

• You were the first person he wanted to see after such a terrible night, and despite your jokes, he was so grateful to have you next to him.

• "I hope you're not going to break up with me now that I'm ugly."

"You? Ugly? How could you ever think such a thing?"

• On valentines day, he enlisted the help of the marauders to make things perfect.

• After a date at Madam Puddifoots, you returned to Remus's dorm to a beautiful view.

• Fairy lights were strung along the bed frames, rose petals in a trail along the floor, your favourite scented candles burning on the bedside tables, and a teddy bear bigger than your entire body sat on Remus's bed.

• Turning around to face your boyfriend, you saw that he held 3 boxes wrapped in red paper.

• "Happy valentines day, m'love"

• Placing the gifts on the bed closest to him, he picked you up and wrapped you in a bear hug.

• You crocheted him a jumper in his house colours and got him a leather bound copy of his favourite book.

• He made you a bar of chocolate with your favourite flavours, bought you a chunky cardigan that he knew you wanted, and placed a painted, small wooden box in your hands.

• "Open the box, love." He stated with a smile. He seemed a little nervous, but eased up as he saw you smile.

• Inside the box was two aeroplane tickets to Paris.

• "It's not much, but I was wondering if you'd come with me this summer?"

• This was followed by a lot of happy screams, to say the least.

• When quidditch season came around, you both loved to support the other's house.

• You'd sport Remus's red and yellow jumpers when gryffindor was playing, and he would go all out with yellow and black spirit when it was a hufflepuff match.

• However, when it was hufflepuff against gryffindor things got way too competitive.

• You didn't speak to Remus for a week after gryffindor won.

• "Come on babe, just talk to me! I didn't mean it when I said that hufflepuffs are as good at quidditch as they are at their owls!"

• Professor Mcgonagall didn't really know much about you, being from a different house and all, but she saw how much Remus changed being with you.

• He seemed really well taken care of, and for once he was unconditionally happy.

• After dinner one night, Mcgonagall asked to see you in her office.

• "I just wanted to say thank you for taking such good care of Mr Lupin. It may be unprofessional for me to see him as a son, but I do, and I'm grateful that he has someone like you to support him."

• From that moment forward, she saw you as a daughter, and invited you to have tea with her every week.

• You didn't know it, but every full moon she'd add 50 points to hufflepuff, she could never thank you enough for looking after Remus.

• After you both graduated, you almost immediately moved in with each other.

• With the help of James and Lily, you bought a small cottage a few hours away from hogwarts.

• Every other wednesday, Sirius and Lily come around for a girls night while Remus and James catch up.

• A few months after you moved in together, Remus realised what he wanted, and for once he wasn't afraid to ask for it.

• It was a beautiful Saturday evening, the sky was purple from the sunset. Both of you were sat on the porch swing in your back garden, surrounded by magical plants and flowers, when he got down on one knee.

• "Y/n y/l/n, I've loved you since the day we met. I couldn't wish for anyone better than you, and it would be my dream to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

[eatingfireflies]

In a previous previous fandom I used to post comics I've done for fests in my own blog (this was in LJ, where all the posts remain where they are and you can only link and crosspost), but with my comments for funsies. Let me do the same for the comic I made for 夜明けの星をてのひらに, the web only event for dimireto held at Pictsquare on Dimitri's birthday. They made a site collecting the birthday anthology works posted on the tag and I wanted to take part in it. (I'm almost ROM when it comes to the 3H fandom 😔)

If you don't want to see my comments, you can find the tweets here.

I've used that Oscar Wilde quote in a Free! fanfic I wrote before, as well as the final line. I plagiarise myself a Lot, but I'm not good with coming up with new ideas and the theme of the only is literally 夜明けの星をてのひらに, so I thought I could use it again.

I planned to just rely on screentones to create shadows but my skills weren't up to it. I had to paint everything instead to get the light and shadows effect I wanted.

The lines are sort of fragmented because I wrote them with the thought of translating everything into Japanese. I have very limited vocabulary and grammar so I needed to keep things simple. (In the end, two friends helped me out ☺)

I'm actually really proud of that panel with Dimitri's back.

I usually draw on SAI (and just use CS6 to clean up + add text), but I wasn't running any scripts that make it autosave. I also had no idea you can invert the preview without actually flipping the canvas for reals (now I know, please don't @ me). I got trigger happy inverting this one page and SAI crashed. I lost two hours of progress and had to redraw everything. (I was already in the 'inking' stage.)

I really had a lot of fun drawing Dimitri's hair.

This last page was harder to colour because I didn't have the shadows that would hide my sins lol. The 3rd page got a bit brighter at the bottom to make way for this white page, but I'm not perfectly satisfied with it.

The first few lines reference how the 'holding the goddess's hand' conversation never happened with m!Byleth (it's in the goddess tower scene, which is gender locked). I'm still a bit salty about that. Anyway, I want to focus on Byleth's humanity anyway even though I choose to write him as immortal in my fics. 😅

[boba-dirt-tea]

Seraphina Winter - Salt & Sugar

READ IT WITH THE SONG MI AMIGOS ;)

This is my attempt to warn you guys about this story. It contains Blood and Death, Adult Dialogue, Sexual references and themes.

"After all the shit I've been through and yet this is what has broken me. Am I a joke to you?" she whispered but her words barely reached his ears, in the strangled heap they came out of her mouth. She had caught them by accident and she scoffed at the irony that was her fiancé cheating on her with her sister a month before their wedding.

The way she had walked in on them and then he shot up and out of the bed while her sister cowered and hid in their sheets made her laugh out loud. "It's not what it looks like babe, I swear" was all he shouted in a way that made her think he was trying to convince himself more than her.

"Fuck you, Thomas. Oh wait never mind, Annie beat me to that" I spat at him. The sight of him backed up against the wall while my sister tried so hard to blend into MY BEIGE coloured sheets was almost depressing.

"Sera baby- " was the only bit of his sentence he could form before I strutted calmly into our walk-in closet and started packing my shit into whatever bag of mine that I saw first. But then I remembered I was paying for all this shit and the apartment we were all gathered in. So I calmly turned around and flashed my most loving smile to the two people I had loved the most in the world and said "Get the fuck out right now" oh yeah and then I pulled out the Glock 17 I had hidden in the Chanel bag on the closet shelf and made their asses hurry just a little more. Because I wasn't actually a calm person.

Funny how when someone sees a pistol they automatically think I'm gonna shoot and so the first time my sister opened her mouth in this whole situation was to beg for her life instead of apologizing for sleeping with my ex-fiance. I smiled bitterly at her as I registered and took note of where her priorities lie.

"S-Sera please don't do this, we're family please!" was the sentence she was going with to try and save her life. How I ended up with a pitiful older sister like this I do not know and I never will because she was the only family I HAD left.

"Get out" was my only curt response to their wide-eyed, gaping mouthed stares. I don't even know why Cole was so surprised though, he knew what he was getting into when he proposed and yet he still thought he could do this and I would be none the wiser to his affairs.

"Do you know what Sera, your fucking crazy? You bitch" was how Cole had gotten his third and final strike and then a red card in the form of splattered red liquid with brains mixed in between all over my fucking walls. kill me please I thought as I realised I had to clean it or at least pay for cleaning.

I cut him off before he could alert the whole fucking street with his dramatic antics and I shot him. As I watched his brains splatter onto our once pristine white walls my dumbass sister let out a screech that sounded like the scraping of a fork against a plate and holy fuck if it wasn't for my parent's dying wish and the fact that we had the same blood running through our veins I would have put a bullet right between her eyes. But, she was still my fucking sister so I shot her in the leg and she fainted.

Noise problem solved 😗.

A major headache from the flight I had caught in and then the vigorous activities after that was coming along nicely and it was fucking me off even more.

As I made my way to the guest bedroom I was slowly discarding piece by piece of my outfit and when I finally plopped onto the bed and it hugged all my aching muscles I remembered Annie was passed out in my bedroom and Cole was dead on the floor somewhere next to her. "for fucks sakes" I muttered under my breath and then I was sitting up again in bed dialling Rickys Cleaning Services.

"Hello Ricky's Cleaning Services here, are you calling for an existing order or shall we arrange a time for pick up?" a familiar cheerful voice sang from the other end of the phone line.

"I'm calling to inquire about your house deep cleanse. Can you be here in an hour?" I recite from memory.

"Sure can, that'll be $400. Please leave the door open." and then the line went dead. I laugh as I remember that Bruno Mars song and he had said the exact same thing. only a Lil sexier.

I turned off my phone as the headache I was talking about earlier assaulted my brain from all directions and it landed with a thud somewhere. That was the last thing I heard before I snuggled into my covers and then I was out cold. but not as cold as cole was gonna be now I thought.

I scared myself sometimes and the moment I made that joke I knew I was about to wake up and either regret killing and shooting the cheating fuckers in the other room or I wasn't gonna feel anything. And the latter was the one that scared me more, believe it or not.

I dreamt about a wedding that never happened and a family that never disappeared. Because yeah I don't care but it doesn't mean I wasn't looking forward to all of the above.

~*~

Hihihi :D

This is a random story I have literally just written out and posted. It has not been edited and I was creating the story as I went along. I'm not active on here but I feel like I like where Sera's story is going and I might just continue it even if no one even realises there's a story lmao.

Thank you for taking the time to read this far <3 It makes my trigger happy heart sing!

[antignocchiphase]

Hey uhhh... My cat died 4th April, 2021. Mog (or moggles, affectionately) was 16 years old, and would've been 17 in August.

I don't want to be sad or angry at her passing, so I'm making a post for all the happy, cute, or silly things she's done over the years. I think telling stories about her will be good.

So this is Mog.

One of her favourite places to sleep was the dog's bed. It was near the radiator, so obviously the warmest place in the house. Because we hang our wet laundry on and around the radiator, a lot of it ended up covered in tufts of fur. The life of a cat, am I right?

Despite being a mostly black cat, her fur managed to stand out on any colour of clothing.

A fun fact about Mog: she'd drink from anything that wasn't her bowl of water. Puddles? No prob. The dog's waterbowl? Surio! A mug I drank from and then purposely left on the floor? A-Okay. An old flowerpot? Why not!

We tried a lot to leave out random sources of clean water, but they rarely worked. we will forever lament the amount of tea that would be poured down the drain because Mog had drunk from it.

Here's dearest moggles in my sister's toy push car. She can't drive, obviously, and if she could... Let's just be happy she never tried. This doubles for her trying to drink out of places she should not be drinking from.

Of course our darling baby girl wouldn't be the same if she wasn't remembered trying to get onto the table at any given time. Should it be stealing left over meat, my chicken nuggets, or licking at the vegetables them deciding she doesn't like them: mog was always present at the table.

Mog was very good at hiding. This was understandable, as three year old me didn't quite understand what personal space was yet, and well... She's a cat. Nonetheless, seeing two bright green eyes peaking out from under my mum's bed was always a novelty (no matter how many times it happened)

If you could imagine an electric drill, or a motor engine, you wouldn't be far off Mog's purr. She's as loud as anything, and it didn't take long for her to get going.

Some key places she liked to be scratched would be the sides of her jaw, and between her shoulders. It wasn't hard to find her shoulders- she was bonier than a skeleton. Most of her was fluff.

to the little lass who'd wait for me to finish washing up, miaow at me until I fed her, and smack her sister whenever they saw each other. Not by any means a good cat, but my cat at the very least. To little mog, who hated being picked up with a passion, and rolled over like a dog if you stroked her. To mog, I love you.

Rest In Peace, Mog. The best cat I've ever known.

[xharrystyles04x]

Holidays don’t always go to plan

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Me and Harry both decided to visit Anne for the holidays. However on the drive there it was silent, not an comfortable silence but one where you can feel the tension rising in the air and puts you on edge. Recently, me and Harry hadn't been on the best of terms, we had been together for a year and half now and only recently just moved in with one another but since we did that we had been causing arguments over the smallest things, like who does the washing next, accidentally puts the wrong colours together or even just leaving the toilet seat up.

"(Y/n), can we just be civil while we're at mums? She doesn't need the arguing while we're here," he's speaking to like I'm the only one starting them.

"Ok," I leaned my head against the window to calm my nerves. "It isn't just me Harry," I mumbled to myself. He must have heard because it was followed by a grunt and him drumming his fingers on the wheel. Well this is a great start.

It wasn't long till we pulled up to Anne's house, it was in the countryside and gave us a chance to have a peaceful week while we're here and take a break from reality. The front door opened and Anne came down the stairs and started to walk towards us, Harry soon followed and got out to meet her half way. A sigh left my lips as they interlocked in a hug, well let's get this holiday started then. Harry must have forgotten I was here as he started to walk towards the house leaving him mum behind, I climbed out the car and opened the back to get our bags out, at least it wasn't that much to carry. "Here let me help you out love," Anne came around the side and took Harry's bag while I grabbed my own.

"Thanks," she smiled.

"Well I thought I taught my son better to help a lady with the bags, but no rush I have a week to iron out the crinkles again," she winked and closed the back as I got my bag out. "Don't worry, he's already said you two have been going though a rough patch but don't worry to much about it dear, it's normal to have this in a relationship and I'm here for you both if you need me," god wasn't she such a great mum.

"Thank you," we pulled the bags into the house and to the bottom of the stairs. Harry sat on the couch flicking though different channels trying to find something that peaked his interest. "Harry could you help me carry the bags up please and I'll put them away?" I wasn't asking him to run a ten mile marathon but it sounded like it as he once again grunted and threw the controller to the side and stood up, taking both of the bags and walking up the stairs.

Anne gave me a small smile and patted my shoulder, "I'll make us some hot chocolate and we can talk about what's going on with that boy of mime,"

"Thank you but I don't wanna be a bother, you've already invited us into your home I don't wanna put our problems on you too," she shook her head.

"Nonsense," she disappeared into the kitchen.

The stairs creaked as I walked up them and into the room, Harry now laid on the bed eyes closed and the bags in the middle of the room just placed randomly. I walked over to them and laid them on the ground and started pulling the clothes out to put on the hangers but I must have been a bit to loud for Harry's liking. "Ughhh, be quiet please?" He glared at me. I placed the top on a coat hanger and placed it inside.

"Sorry..." I uttered.

"Look (y/n), I told you already I don't wanna argue. I'm tired, I've been busy recording the new album, I drove us here and had to put up with your nagging on the way here and now I just want to sleep. You couldn't even carry the bags up yourself," ouch.

"You two I just finished dinner for us, come down before it gets cold," Anne called up to us.

///At dinner///

Anne sat at the head of the table, me on her right and Harry on her left that put him right in front of me. "So you two, how are things?" She questioned as she cut into her food.

"Good thank you," Harry lied and smiled. Another lie.

"And you (y/n)?" She looked at me but before I could answer Harry did.

"She's fine mum, we both are," again with that fake smile.

"Harry Edward Styles she can answer for herself can't she not?" She scolded him.

"I'm fine, thank you Anne and must I say this dinner is just perfect," a look of doubt showed in her eyes.

"See I told you mum," Harry input.

Dinner didn't last long due to the awkwardness but when it came to an end I offered to clean the dishes, "here let me do that," I took the plates from her and went to carry them to the kitchen to clean.

"Finally helping them?" I placed the dishes on the side.

"What do you mean Harry?"

"You've just seemed to be lazy the past couple days," he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame.

"Not now Harry," I put bluntly.

"What I'm just saying? Don't take it to heart," that was it.

"Don't take it to heart you say? Oh I wasn't Harry, I didn't take to heart when you would come back late and moan at me for not cleaning because I was making dinner but I thought he's had a long day at work and I should have, that's the least I could do. I didn't take to heart when you didn't say love you back when I did, I didn't take to heart as you grunt and mumble under your breath and before actually talking to me about the problems WE have you go to your mum instead," I felt the tears and turned to him. "I don't know what is wrong with you recently Harry, maybe stress I don't know. But don't you dare call me selfish," I snapped.

"What are you crying for? You're obviously taking it to heart (y/n), grow up! I'm the one to go to work and record and pay our bills and make you happy to buy you things," he raised his voice.

"You don't have to do them things, I offered to get a job but you wouldn't let me, I tell you endlessly you don't need to buy me things but you do. Don't you dare make me out to be a gold digger," that's it. "Maybe I should just move out," I turned away.

"Yeah maybe you should because clearly we aren't ready," the tears came streaming down at that.

"Harry Edward Styles, how dare you say that!" Anne argued with him. He walked out, something must definitely be on his mind to ignore his mum like that, Harry was his mummy's boy. "Oh come here dear," she walked over and took me in her arms as I cried.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry," I hiccuped.

"No, no it's fine," she rubbed my back. "It's no excuse for what he said but he's just tired and we both know he says stuff he doesn't mean when he's tired and he's working on an album what is gonna get him more stressed so pay no attention to what he says," she comforts me and takes a step back. "Harry get here right now mr!" She calls for him and he walks in head down and hands in pockets. "Now mr, I know I raised you better then that and you shouldn't say such a thing even if you're tired, you know better," she points a finger at him. "Now you two better make up and don't think about leaving this kitchen till you do," it was just an awkward silence when she left.

"Look ha-"

"No wait... I didn't mean what I said, I'm sorry. I'm just stressed out with everything and I know that's no excuse for what I said and I know you do everything and I'm acting like the selfish one right now," he looked at me and pulled me into a hug. "I hate seeing you cry and it's worse when that reason is because of me," he takes his thumb and rubs the tear stains away. "See better already," he forced a smile.

"You're so dumb sometimes, you know you can always talk to me, no matter what," I pulled back and met his eye. "I love you Mr Styles but no more arguments," he nodded and embraced me once more. "Still want me to move out then,"

"Never... Never leave me (Y/n)."

"I won't as long as you want me there but later we need to talk more about this ok?" He nodded. "Thank you," he lifted my chin and bent down slightly and caught my lips with his.

"See I knew you two wouldn't take long to make up," Anne smiled. "Well you two do that in your room and not in the kitchen mr," she joked. "Now you two go finish talking about things, I'll finish down here," to say the least Harry was the luckiest man to have a mum like her.

"I'm sorry mum for what I did and ruined dinner," she shook her head.

"Nonsense just don't do it again or your be grounded mr," she once again joked causing us to all laugh. How this was a holiday.

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[bearlyagodking]

I try not to talk about what's going right for me because it feels like at a moment's notice it could all go wrong and leave me looking like a tit. This time feels different, and I've heard that telling people what your goals are and how you plan to achieve them can increase liability and make it more likely to succeed, so fuck it, here goes nothing.

Let's start with where I'm at. Recently I got the decision that I've been withdrawn from uni and my appeal was denied because I missed the 10 day deadline that I didn't know existed because I was working in a toxic work environment that needed me to work 12 hour days for entirely commission, so there was a good chance I'd earn nothing for a full day.

I felt like a failure, hell I am. I failed the one thing I was certain I wanted to do in life. But I think that's okay.

Uni was a stagnant pool for me. I wasn't growing or progressing, my mental health was declining and my physical health was joining it. But I'm getting distracted from the main message here.

I knew something was majorly wrong, even when I tried my hardest, things were falling apart around me. I took the job to fix my dire financials, which in turn further fucked up the degree I knew I was failing. But I felt I was trying so hard.

Then I stumbled across a wonderful little YouTube channel called HowToADHD. I watched a few videos (I was pretty convinced I had it anyway) and things just seemed to make a bit more sense. Yes I was trying my hardest, but I was fighting against my brain, and I had no idea how to.

The biggest change I've made is trying to set a routine. Nothing complex, but the aim was to get me out of bed, ready for the day, and doing the productive things I've always wanted to do, meditation and exercise.

So I bought a bullet journal and some colourful pens, I was doubtful any of this would work, I've tried a thousand times to 'Hack the brain' and nothing had worked. I very much expected this to go the same way. But fuck it, I thought, I've got nothing else going on.

I set a simple routine:

Wake up

Get out of bed

Brush teeth

Wash face

Meditate

Exercise

Shower

That was it. I hoped to do the NHS couch to 5k program every other day, but I wasn't expecting anything.

At first it was slow, it was a manual effort to get up and do these things.

But the last few days, well, they've worked.

I've been up and about and I'm excited to meditate and exercise, something I never thought I'd say. I've got the longest streak on headspace, myfitnesspal, habitca and couch to 5k I ever had.

It's working.

I'm just so fucking happy that for once it seems to be working, and I have so much to thank HowToADHD for already. She's let me know the little tricks of habit forming and consistency, and with my own soft limits and expectations, I can get out of bed on the low spoons days and get at least some stimulation to my body, and get myself clean and fed.

It's getting easier, and I don't want this to go away. But I also want everyone to feel this way.

I've been writing this for a while now, and I don't know what else to add on, I'm getting a bit fidgety just sitting here. I know it won't flow well to read, but it's off my chest and hopefully that'll be for the best.

If this has struck a chord with you, I'd recommend you do check it out. For the first time in a long time, I feel I have a chance of actually doing something with my life.

Thanks for sitting through this long ass post.