#weekly theme: rainy days

[hmshermitcraft]

Water doesn't get along with Tango and Jimmy, with Tango being a Netherborn and Jimmy having wings and all. Thankfully, Scott has ice powers and can simply freeze the rain for his boyfriends if they need it.

After Scott nearly passed out because he was determined to stop any water touching his boyfriends, Jimmy thinks to point out Scott could just... Freeze an umbrella for them instead. That way he doesn't have to use his powers continuously!

Maybe they should have figured that out before...

[thebestofoneshots]

SERIES MASTERLIST

Gilded Constellations | (wolfstar x reader)

Summary: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally meet Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure. Mostly canon-compliant. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Read Gilded Constellations on AO3

Read the French Translation by @nagareboshi-chiyo

Paring: Sirius Black x Reader / Remus Lupin x reader / Wolfstar x reader

Chapter average: 5k - 6.5 k

Content: Smut in later chapters, Poly!Marauders, throuple, graphic descriptions of violence, MAJOR and minor character death (this is The Marauders Era guys, you know), jealousy, angst, pining, love triangle, LGBTQ+ themes, The Wizarding war 1.0, implied child abuse, possible proofreading errors, mental health struggles, hurt no comfort, hurt with comfort, period typical attitude, first war with Voldemort, canonical character's death, fluff, Requited Love, F/M/M, mostly canon-compliant.

Status: Ongoing (Weekly updates)

PLAYLIST

01 | Summer Breeze

02 | Escape

03 | Bitter Sweet Symphony

04 | Rainy Days and Mondays

05 | Good times

06 | Crazy Little Thing Called Love

07 | Peaceful Easy Feeling

08 I Fooled Around and Fell in Love

09 | The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke

10 | Black Dog

11 | Do Ya

12 | You really got me

13 | Rebel, Rebel

14 | Maybe I’m Amazed

15 | No One Like You

Interlude (Q&A Event)

16 | Boogie Wonderland

17 | Tonight’s What It Means To Be Young

18 | Friends will be Friends

19 | Silver Bird

20 | Bad Moon Rising

21 | Fox on the Run

22 | Long Long Way From Home

23 | Hungry Eyes

24 | Peace of Mind

25 | I’ll get Even With You

26 | Hooked on a Feeling

27 | Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

28 | If You Want BIood, (You’ve Got It)

29 | With a Little Help From My Friends

30 | Bridge Over Troubled Water

31 | Strange Magic

32 | Come a Little Bit Closer

33 | More Than a Feeling

34 | You Belong to Me

35 | Chill of Desire

36 | Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

37 | Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

38 | Let the Good Times Roll

39 | Running With the Pack

40 | Hot Stuff

41 | Urban Adventure

42 | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

43 | Sympathy for the Devil

44 | No One But You

45 | Hold The Line

46 | Comfortably Numb

47 | Let Me Take You Home Tonight

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BONUS TRACKS:

Your Theories, The Note, The Costumes, Sirius and the Chimney, Sirius and Vix after the bad moon, Evans and Vixen, Remus and Vixen at the infirmary, Remus holding Sirius at DADA, Remus and Sirius’ height difference, the FOXSTAR picture, Art by @nineloseteeth, We're going French,

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A/N: Most Poly!Marauders fics are oneshots, where the relationship between characters is already established, and they're all happy and pleased with it. No issues, no drama, but I WANTED the drama. Couldn't find it, so I set myself up to write the story behind the stablished relationship. I wanted to know how they started dating each other, the jealousy, the will they won't they, because getting into a poly relationship can't be an easy task, and I wanted to explore that story. If you're interested: Welcome to Gilded Constellations!

[simplymarr]

Chapter one.

summary: vincent renzi x fem!reader.

A young law student is navigating her last year in university, where she meets a misteryous french professor that is going to help her getting her thesis done. A strong chemistry and a love for books and hard work it's what gets them to work so well with each other. But how much are they going to resist when temptation arrives?

warnings: age gap (legal ofc) he's 43 and she's 26. Other that that, none (yet).

London. 8 am and a room full of people on a rainy day. Cold fingers on the desk, waiting for something to happen.

I looked over and the clock was still; maybe it was broken or maybe the time was way too slow in the morning. Even for me.

Today it was the last-first day i was going to have on that university. Five long years studying law, yet it felt like i was still a stranger in that big, cold classroom.

I was, finally, going to get my thesis done. No more wasting time, no more fear. I had to be strong.

How difficult could it be?

The world with its unique, hidden irony seemed to have answered my question when, all of a sudden, he walked through that old, wooden door.

Mature, maybe in his early forties. Tall but not too much; quite skinny. Long neck and serious countenance. Silver hair, some strands fell on his forehead as he walked across the room until he reached his desk. His polished clothes didn't look wet even though it was raining, and even for me to be so far away from him i could, somehow, sense that he smelled like cigarrettes and old fashioned, classic cologne.

Professor Vincent Renzi was his name.

He came from France. He said that he had recently won a case in the city, and that a colleague of his needed him to replace him for a few months at the university. A two-hour weekly class and, most importantly,

he was in charge of correcting some of the theses.

I hesitated the rest of the class, unsure of what was going to happen. Would he be easy on me? or would he be an idiot? After all, all male professors in law school seemed to treat women like they were not smart enough to be there. Or worse, like they fucked their way to the top.

Suddenly my feet stepped on earth again when i felt a deep voice making, in a strong french accent, a question that no one dared to answer.

"So, has anyone already started working on their thesis?"

Silence.

Then, for inertia or maybe an obscure, unconscious desire to be seen by his blue eyes i raised my hand.

He smiled at me; perhaps relieved that he hadn't been ignored. Little wrinkles formed on each side of his mouth as he spoke:

"Great, at least someone is doing their job. Now, enlighten me, please".

........................................

I tried to leave as soon as the class ended.

Maybe it was the shame, the blushed cheeks as i explained to him the central themes of the thesis. For the first time, i felt like my tongue wasn't mine as the words kept coming out of my mouth, but i felt grateful for that.

However, due to how far away i was from the exit, i was the last one to leave. I slid between each seat until i reached the door where, luckily for me, he was standing, waiting.

"That was good. Very good actually". He said as he reached out for a pack of cigarettes between his pockets.

I stuttered.

"Well, thank you. There's still some issues i need to fix, you know. References and stuff". I tried, without luck, to sound as calm as possible.

"That's why im here". He said, staid but in a soft tone.

As he left the building and got into his car, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and lighting a cigarette, i couldn't help but wonder

what the hell was i getting into.

next chapter soon

[eggymf-archived]

no place like home;

ft. garreth weasley with f!reader/mc (one-shot)

themes: hurt to comfort, angst to fluff, established relationship, aged-up characters, post-hogwarts, fiance!garreth, ex!dark!mc, slytherin!mc, 3rd person pov

warning: two idiots in love arguing, mc being the bigger idiot for once, implied traumatic events, implied violence, not spoiler-free, get a load of this sap

summary: she couldn't bear to make him suffer with every horrific danger that constantly chases her, hence she decides to run away one rainy summer night.

word count: 3.2k

a/n: happy weasley wednesday! this is my first entry and fic of garreth actually. i’ve decided to frankenstein the [lyric prompts] sent by @applinsandoranges​​ a while back along with the weekly prompt for weasley wednesday, “wet”. also, if you have read these two smut oneshots (pt.1 and pt.2), this fic features the same mc (just older). that aside, enjoy? :D

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bonus: audio

It was during the summer of 1892 — the year when they finally graduated from Hogwarts. 

She never expected to be given the privilege of spending the summer after her 7th year with Garreth. It was undoubtedly what she truly needed: an opportunity to escape from the utter chaos of the life she has within her own family home in London: specifically her father's seething wrath after that stunt she had pulled, which almost destroyed their own family’s stellar reputation within the wizarding world's pureblood society. 

Family drama aside, not only was it the perfect time for her to rest and recuperate, but it was also the chance for her to contemplate the future now that she has broken free from the shackles of her responsibility as an heiress (temporarily, that is). Perhaps in the midst of it all, she could also make amends for her past wrongdoings.

Oh, but [what on Earth can atone for all the wrong things that she had done]? 

It wasn’t an easy task, to say the least, for the blood that was spilled on her hands all in the name of the greater good has long stained her psyche. There was an insurmountable amount of filth that resides within her as the vessel of accumulated pain, and all she could do was endure the ordeal. The moment she had made that dire decision in the repository during her 5th year, she was doomed to a life of loneliness, but all of that changed during her 7th year when the threads of her own fate were intertwined with his.

She never would've expected that Garreth Weasley out of all people would serve as the beacon that would lead her back to all that had been long forgotten — her own happiness. 

Truth be told, she wasn't the most forthcoming with the notion of romance in general due to her unsavory experiences and personal issues, opting to steer clear of the entire topic in general. In fact, she was better off alone, but for some miraculous reason, the fiery-haired male had managed to creep into her heart, taking his rightful seat on its long-abandoned throne. It was truly a mysterious outcome, for nobody would've foreseen the unusual relationship to even happen, much less prosper.  

A Slytherin and a Gryffindor; the celebrated hero and an aspiring potioneer. They were like day and night; the sun and the moon — ever so different, yet fell in love too soon. Perhaps the irony of it all was what truly brought the both of them together, regardless of all their atrocities, differences, and follies combined. 

But even the greatest of love stories always had their own fair share of trials and tribulations, and the silly, dramatic little tale of her and Garreth weren't an exception. She remembered it all vividly: the times when she'd discourage him from pursuing her, only for her to fall harder and harder for him in the end.

“You'll never know peace a day in your life once you decide to be with me, Weasley.”

“I'm not good for anyone, lest you want a head full of gray hairs before you reach the age of forty.”

“You're better off without me, I assure you.”

“Garreth, please don't. I'll ruin your life.”

Yet her words, no matter how grim, threatening, or incessant, would always be met with his adorably goofy little grin along with the same simple reply that held the undying promise of his devotion and loyalty.

“I know.”

If only things were that simple.

From this moment onwards, ["I know" is never good enough] — not when she's aware of the dire consequences that would soon follow should she decide to pursue the yearnings of her poor, naïve heart. It was too huge a risk to gamble the life of the man who had brought her solace and joy amidst the pandemonium that rages within her blackened soul, for he was all she had left — the only person who would never treat her as a pawn across the chessboard; her most trusted confidant, companion, and lover: her chosen family.  

The musical incantation of Vulnera Sanentur from his Aunt Matilda's lips was all that she heard whilst she silently wallowed in her own thoughts of self-blame, her eyes darting around the damaged parts of their humble abode out of pure guilt. She glances at Garreth's father, who winces as several hands aided him to sit more comfortably on the sofa. His younger sister and older cousins scampered around to repair the several damages within the house whilst checking up on the others after the incident.

It was an ambush by dark wizards: the ones who sought to covet the corrupted power within her. Despite her not being a family member of the Weasleys, they fought gallantly alongside her, defending her as if she was one of their own. Although they are well capable of empathizing and understanding her prior violent display of magic within the heat of battle, it did not quell the bubbling shame that stews within her being. 

It was almost the norm for her to be targeted by the enemies that she had made in her past battles, but to be attacked while she was in Garreth's family home? To put the Weasleys in danger? Preposterous. Utterly preposterous. She'd never forgive her enemies for it. Hell, she'd never forgive herself for it either. 

The warmth of Garreth's palm on her arm startled her from her train of thought whilst she was in the middle of repairing the broken walls, offering her a kiss on her forehead the moment her head turned. 

“Garreth…” her voice, uncharacteristically small and hesitant, trails off while he cups her cheek, tracing his thumb over her delicate face as a form of reassurance.

“It’s not your fault, so please don’t think about it too much, alright? We’ll handle it from here,” he reassures.

Despite her evident disagreement with her fiancé's words, she bit her tongue, not wishing to add any more fuel to the fire. She gave the Weasleys one final glance as she headed to the kitchen to help his mother prepare their dinner for tonight while the others focused on either healing their mild injuries or fixing the damages within their house.

The Weasleys were a beautiful family. It was the ideal family that she would truly love to be a part of in a heartbeat: they were kind-hearted, selfless, and honorable, never swayed by the adversaries that came their way. It was for this very reason that she decided to protect them with all that she has, and she would never allow a single soul to harm even the hairs on their head even if it means that she has to bring herself out of the picture in the end.

Thus, she has made her final decision. 

[She's only safe when she's alone], just as they'd be a whole lot safer without her presence. She could easily slaughter anyone who stood in her way without fear of disappointing anyone with her ruthlessness, and none of her loved ones would be used as ammunition to make her submit to her enemies’ bidding. This painful choice was truly for the best — such as the fate of all fallen “heroes” who walk a lonely, dark path.

Yet despite all the danger he'd have to face and the sought-after coalesced filth of humanity that literally resides within her, her departure was Garreth’s greatest fear.

It was on the same day of the incident that he received the heartbreaking news in the middle of that particular rainy night. His sister was about to pay her a visit for their usual heart-to-heart session, only to find out that she was no longer in their home.

“Gone? What do you mean she’s gone?!” he bellowed, fear lacing his voice as he sped towards the guest room with soft footsteps trailing after him.

“Garreth, I'm sorry. I went to her room and—”

Not giving his younger sister a chance to finish, Garreth barged into the guest room with evident panic, only for his heart to sink at the sight of a room that was entirely bare of her belongings except for a note that she had hurriedly scrawled before she left.

I'm sorry. I love you.

Garreth quickly ran down the flight of stairs and straight to the exit of their home. The shouts and cries of his name fell on deaf ears as he bolted out of the house, racing into the chilly night with a million panicked thoughts buzzing unpleasantly within his head as raindrops drizzled upon his form.

[She had his heart, and he could only hope that she wouldn't hurt him] permanently with one measly written goodbye. He was angry and dismayed with her drastic decisions that lacked his consultation, but he simply couldn't allow all that they'd built to just disintegrate in a blink of an eye. She was, after all, his dearly beloved — the person he'd give his all without a second thought.

As soon as the thunder rumbled, he hurriedly took out the piece of parchment that she had left, casting a tracking charm with his wand. The piece of paper immediately bursts forward, leaving a trail of glittering golden dust for him to follow before the increasingly damp piece of parchment falls to the ground. The spell worked, and it only meant that she hadn't wandered off too far.

He knew exactly where she was from where the trail was heading. With the location clearly visualized within his mind, he apparates to their usual spot, hoping that she was still within the particular vicinity.

Needless to say, he was right.

There she stood in front of the tree where they often frequented for their usual picnics — the place where it's usually just the two of them, gazing upon the meadows of the countryside whilst enjoying the summer breeze. She looks upon the ring that was on her left hand, admiring the ruby and two small diamonds that glimmered under the moonlight. With great reluctance, she attempts to slide her engagement ring off, intending to keep it within their box of little keepsakes before she leaves, which was contained within the tree's hollow.

Amidst the soothing pitter-patter of raindrops, the sound of an audible crack was soon heard from a distance followed by several thuds of footsteps, effectively stopping her. She whips her head in the direction of the sudden noise, only for her eyes to meet a pair of emerald-green orbs. 

[Sometimes, she forgets that she was his] — he'd always find her wherever she may be simply because he knew her that well. She should've expected that he'd figure out her whereabouts within minutes after she had left the Weasley family home. He was, after all, her dearly beloved — the keeper of her heart; the one who knows her better than herself.

“Blast, I shouldn't have loitered around…” she thought ruefully as she faced him completely, a shaky breath escaping her lips as she braced herself for an earful. Instead, he runs towards her with a relieved expression, pulling her into his embrace before kissing her fervently. 

As if it were right on cue, the rain began to pour harder, just like those dramatic little romance novels written by Muggle authors. His touch, although scorching against her cold, damp skin, brought relief to her mind, body, and soul. 

It was only he could bring her such solace, nobody else.

As soon as his lips parted from hers, he grabbed her bag nearby before turning to her direction once again with a tired sigh. Before she could retaliate, he swung his arm around her, engulfing her in his arms before apparating back to his home — specifically into the living room, where the rest of the family was awaiting their return. A blush crept up to her cheeks upon feeling their eyes on her and Garreth, who held her by her waist. The both of them were soaked to the bone with their clothes and strands of their hair clinging uncomfortably onto their skin.

Wordlessly, Garreth set her bag on the ground before flicking the tip of his wand at both of them, casting a drying spell before making his way to the kitchen. She winced at his deathly silence, while the others glanced at each other with an evident grimace as well.

“... Alright, you lot! Off to bed, we go. Come along now!” his mother urges, pushing the other family members right towards the staircase, much to his younger sister's and cousins' chagrin.

“But mum—!”

“Shhh!”

She received several apologetic looks and pats of good luck from his cousins, for she was obviously going to need it. Garreth was upset — abysmally upset to be precise. It was a rare occurrence, but whenever it happens, it was a painful punch to the gut.

Silence looms over the living room, the thumping of footsteps dying out as they scamper to their bedrooms, leaving her and Garreth alone on the first floor of their home.

“Garreth…”

Silence.

“Garreth, please say something?” she pleads, all to no avail. He remains tight-lipped, averting his gaze from her as he grabs the nearby teapot to pour each of them a cup of tea.

She hated it when he was like this, but his reticence was definitely warranted. She sighs in defeat, finally deciding to stop beating about the bush.

“... The attack from earlier—”

“—Was, again, not your fault. And you ran away because you didn't want any of us to get hurt. I know that,” he cuts her off bitterly before he sips his cup of tea in hopes of calming himself down. 

“Then you're aware of the dangers, Garreth. You've seen what they're capable of. You've experienced it for yourself.”

“Yes. So?”

“So why did you bring me back? You know that chaos ensues whenever I'm around, and it's never the good kind.”

“Really, now? Seems like a pretty peaceful night to me until you decided to leave,” he sarcastically snapped, much to her exasperation.

“Garreth, for god's sake—”

He slams his cup on the countertop, nearly shattering the object. His frown deepened, finally looking at her with a glare.

“A note with no explanations? Sneaking out right under my nose? Is that how trivial our relationship is to you?” he asks with a tone mixed with anger and hurt. She visibly pales at this, panic evident within her eyes that he would even think of such a thing.

“Garreth that's not—”

“—what you meant? Oh, believe me, I know. But it certainly feels that way and it's really upsetting. I'm not mad though. I could never be mad at you, but I'm sick and tired of you pushing me away at every bloody inconvenience!”

“I'm doing this for your sake! As long as I'm around, you and your family will always be—”

“I didn't ask you to play hero for us!”

“So you'd rather thoughtlessly sacrifice everyone else just to keep me around?!”

“YOU'RE MY FIANCEE FOR GODRIC'S SAKE!” 

She was stunned into silence by his raging outburst, all retaliations within her head immediately disappearing as he ran his mouth, pouring out every single trace of frustration that had accumulated within his chest.

“Don't you know you're just as important as everyone else in here?! I know what I signed up for — mum knows, dad knows, my little sister knows, every single relative knows! You're already a part of this family at this point!” he continues exasperatedly, running his fingers through his hair out of sheer agitation. “Gods, you’re always like this! I hate that you feel the need to constantly tell me I shouldn’t be with you! I’m still here, aren’t I? Is that not enough for you?!”

She looks away, letting out a shaky exhale while she clenches her fists, her eyes becoming glassy with tears. His heart was thumping loudly, his chest heaving as his emotional hurt slowly descended from its peak. His glare soon faltered the moment he realized the aggression of his words, his fiery anger slowly dissipating as he stared at her with guilt simmering within his gut. Her eyes were downcast while she chewed on her lip, desperately keeping her emotions under wraps while placing her arms gingerly around herself to soothe her nerves.

With an aggravated sigh, he gently pulled her into a warm embrace. She whimpers at his display of tenderness despite the prior exchange of heated words, finally letting her tears run free as she wraps her arms around his waist, a string of apologies pouring out from her lips. He pressed his lips at the side of her head before parting from her as he cupped her face with both of his hands.

“Darling, listen to me. Look at me.”

She acquiesced, her bleary sight slowly trailing up to meet his verdant-hued eyes, which gazed upon her with pure love and adoration despite his recent display of anger. 

“I know I may not be the best man for you, but you best believe that I'll do whatever I can to keep you safe. When I swore to you that I'll accompany you to the ends of the earth, I meant every single word,” he whispers with heartfelt sincerity, wiping a stray tear away with his thumb. “But all I ask of you is to please have a bit of faith in me; in us — that we’ll manage all of this just fine. Please, I love you too much to let you go...”

“But… Your family…” she meekly sobs.

“Then we'll live alone together, just the two of us.”

“But what about you?”

“Then I'll be stronger for you! Hell, I'll beg Sallow to teach me how to duel better if I have to so please…” he begs, his voice cracking. 

“Don't ever leave again. Stay with me until the very end.”

At that moment, she finally caves into her heart's desire, standing on her tiptoes to urgently plant her lips on his without hesitation while his hand flew to the small of her back, the other placing itself at the back of her head to press her further into him. After what seemed like an eternity, they finally parted, gazing at each other's eyes with a smile of relief etched onto their faces. A surprised yelp escaped her lips as he scoops her up into a bridal carry, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.

“Well then, now that's done and settled, let's get you to bed, shall we?” he grins, his anger completely appeased by her response.

“At least let me bring my bag upstairs first, love. I need my clothes,” she laughs.

“Clothes? For what?”

“...To change in?”

“Oh, trust me. You won't be needing them tonight,” his voice drops into a teasing whisper. 

Her eyes widened, warmth creeping to her cheeks at his insinuation. He chuckled at her reaction, planting a kiss on her cheek before heading upstairs with her in his arms. The tense aura that loomed over the entire building was now completely gone, her soft giggles of sheer elation filling the halls before a peaceful silence ensued the moment the door to her room was closed shut.

Like the moon and stars that reside in the night skies, this was where she truly belongs — right in the arms of her dearly beloved; her most cherished abode.

[critter-genfic-events]

This week, we have eight amazing timeskip/future fics recced! Some skip ahead a handful of decades, while some skip ahead centuries, but all of them are wonderfully heart wrenching and hit just the right spot. Check them out under the cut, and as ever, comment or kudos if you like them!

The Matter of Lot 19 by pagerunner (10102,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Keyleth returns to Whitestone after many, many years to see about a unique and precious clock that's up for auction. But she's not the only one intending to bid...and her competitors might not only be interested because of the clock's connection to a certain legendary de Rolo.

Reccer says: Beautiful and Bittersweet and has a lot of great older Kiki and Sun Tree moments.

Library Magic by westwind (2739,General) Warnings: None Pairings:

After the Mighty Nein's adventuring days are over, Caleb travels with a library in an enchanted wagon. He comes across a stranger who's nevertheless familiar.

Reccer says: I liked it

The More Things Change by FinnsKeeper (4922,Teen) Warnings: Major Character Death Pairings:

Beau is hurt. The best chance they have of saving her is asking for her to be consecuted

Reccer says: A heartbreatking but fascinating take on the nein being consecuted

Unexpected and Predictable by alullabytoleaveby (2131,General) Warnings: Pairings: Verin Thelyss & Caleb Widogast

The last thing Caleb expects to hear on a rainy Tuesday evening is the sound of a knock at his door and Verin Thelyss, Ambassador of the Bright Queen to the Dwendalian Empire, on his doorstep. But he should have expected it. After all, Essek had already prepared for this eventuality.

Reccer says: I love this glimpse of Verin, and Caleb being able to explain his relationship to Essek's brother.

What Makes a Home? by literalfuckinggarbage (3188,General) Warnings: Child abuse, abusive parenting Pairings: Beau & TJ

TJ turns up on Beau's doorstep after running away from Kamordah. Beau takes care of her little brother.

Reccer says: It's really lovely seeing an older Beau step up to being an older sister and the relationship between her and TJ is incredibly sweet. They have a rapport, they banter, and the love that's grown between them over the years is plain in each word between them. The ending is so wonderful too and it's a concept I really should rotate more.

cycles by justsleepwalkin (500,General) Warnings: Major Character Death Pairings: Caduceus Clay & Essek Thelyss

Caduceus and Essek take a walk among the falling leaves and have a talk about endings and beginnings.

Reccer says: Beautiful and atmospheric - a perfect moment between the two of them.

From the Mixed-Up Files of The J. Lavorre Catalogue Raisonné by renquise (2328,General) Warnings: None Pairings:

An art history report on the famous artist Jester Lavorre

Reccer says: I adore epistolary fics and this perfectly scratches that itch. Seeing what people might say about Jester and her friends centuries after they are gone is a treat!

a little birdie told me by Ink_Beneath_Her_Fingernails (1647,Not Rated) Warnings: None Pairings:

Kiri absently wonders if the Gentleman somehow had the foresight to keep her name out of their ears, and how he'd managed it for all these years. (Or: The mob boss Kiri we all deserve.)

Reccer says: Mob Boss Kiri - what's not to love?

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Round Up - Part 1

Thanks to everyone who participated this week. The theme was: rec a feel-good fanwork (a fanwork that gives you the warm fuzzies). If I've missed any, please let me know.

Disclaimer: This is a compilation of works i've been tagged in or which appear in the #fic rec friday tag relevant to the weekly theme. The recommendations below do not represent a personal curation of works. Please read at your own discretion. Heed tags and ratings on each individual work. Keep yourself safe, friends!

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Leading with the Left by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

911 Lone Star

Fan art

"Hi. You're TK, I'm Carlos, and we're soulmates" by @ambiguouspenny

"Sure, ma'am, but just so you know, I am a homosexual" by @thisbuildinghasfeelings

"Wanna race?" by @heartstringsduet

2.12 (part 1) by @reyeslonestar

2.12 (part 2) by @reyeslonestar

3.08 by @reyeslonestar

and they were soulmates fanart by @birdclowns

Barbie inspired tarlos mugshots by @qtepasacalabaza

Being Alive by @ambiguouspenny

Bitchy TK With a Popsicle by @fitzherbertssmolder

brian michael smith/paul strickland by @mahanonu

coffee meet cute by @fitzherbertssmolder

Grace Ryder by @yorit1

Happy Pride(Wedding Tarlos) by @t-mato

Marjan & TK Disco Roller Skating by @fitzherbertssmolder

Nancy Gillian MVP by @heartstringsduet

nancymarjan art by @iinryer

points of contact by @reyeslonestar

Since The First Night I Took You Home by @a-kinkajou 

softball TK by @dannylarryson

tarlos drawn animation by @reyeslonestar

tarlos “soon” by @birdclowns

tarlos instagram au set by @revengeofthesiths

tarlos proposal by @alwaysablossom

tarlos wedding art by @alwaysablossom

TK and Carlos + Love in Art Pt. 1 by @thevenstar

TK and Carlos + Love in Art Pt. 2 by @thevenstar

tk and marjan art (plus marjan fic) by @iinryer

tk and nancy by @birdclowns

TK sleeping by @heartstringsduet

TNT Bachelor Party by @asktarlos

we make a pretty good team by @herosiris

You're My Hot Mess by @fitzherbertssmolder

Fics (Part 1)

16 weeks by paperstorm

A Love Like Theirs by @noxsoulmate

A Rainy Day in Austin by @carlos-in-glasses

a mighty ocean or a gentle kiss by @strandnreyes

And We'll Only Be Making It Right & Now my heart is in your hands by @noxsoulmate

But most of it was beautiful by @heartstringsduet

dream this night away by @reyesstrand

Four Suits by @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

i only want to be with you by @ladytessa74

Just A Little Longer by @bonheur-cafe

la puta by rakketyrivertam

Light comes flooding in by paperstorm

Mr. July by @goodways

Of little girls and their cats by @bellakitse

Protect Me by @karaxuno

Pure devotion by @mi1kc0ffee

Only For Tonight by @detective-giggles

Seven Ways Back to You (series) by Lolaland (me)

Show Me What I'm Looking For by Mari_Marie

Showing You my Love by @ramblingdisaster73

Soon by @rmd-writes

Sunshine On My Body, Rainbows Bloomin' In My Skies by @lemonlyman-dotcom

[adachicuto]

fall with han

warning: food mentions

putting on your hoodies and going to the nearest park just to jump into a pile of leaves like little kids and like jeongin’s excited puppy. after that, you, jisung, seungmin, and jeongin would all make your way to a cafe nearby

when it would get a little too cold you would both stay in if you could and would try and make your favorite fall-themed cafe drinks at home and han would be so excited when they would turn out really good

sleeping through all of the singing on the way to the hiking trail and you’d wake up just in time to see changbin and minho taking pictures of jisung with funny filters

at minho’s, jisung would help pack the leftovers for the stew for everyone to take home and he’d also get a chocolate cake from a cute bakery for everyone to enjoy and it would be amazing

scary movie marathons on rainy days and you would both get a little scared when the rain would come down heavier against your windows or when the lights would flicker. you’d probably end up watching a funny youtube video afterward

buying and being gifted fall-themed toys for bbama and taking them on walks throughout the day. the three of you would also cuddle on the couch while watching a show or movie with tea or something

visiting everyone weekly, especially felix to be able to taste any and all of the sweets he’d bake and then telling everyone to come over because of how good they would be

getting hoodies for all of the members just because and bringing them to them with their favorite coffee/tea orders and they would all be super grateful for the gifts

making sure you each get lots of rest after long weeks and that you both take time to relax and step away from work and deadlines to focus on your well-being etc.

so, that would mean hour-long naps on your off days and sleeping in for as long as you would both please, and watching movies to shows for the rest of the day in your pajamas

tagging along with han to chan’s apartment to make him breakfast on some days and he’d be pleased when everyone would turn out good and not burnt lol and chan would appreciate the thought

fall with jisung would be a lot of fun and comforting. the two of you would spend a lot of time together doing your favorite things during the season and you would both enjoy those moments

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Girls Like Girls

Written By: Lily-May Young, Owen Thomas & Hayley Kiyoko

Artist: Hayley Kiyoko

Released: 2015

“Girls Like Girls” tells the story of a young girl actively looking to start relationships with girls currently involved with boys. In an interview with US Weekly, Hayley described the song as a “female anthem for a girl stealing another guy’s girl”, subverting the common theme of “guys always.. stealing other guys’ girls”. According to Hayley in an interview with Elite Daily, she didn’t have any artist that she could relate to when she was growing up, and so, she decided to tell her own stories. Kiyoko describes “Girls like Girls” as a story that she believes others can relate to: “There’s not a lot of representation for young girls who are best friends who might fall in love. A big point for me was to respect that and keep it real, so people can realize it’s not just a joke.” In a personal essay written by Kiyoko for Paper, she said that “Girls Like Girls” was born on a rainy day where she had a writing session with Owen Thomas and Lily May Young. “Growing up, everything I did was always about girls. I took dance because of girls. I got involved in student council because of girls. Not that I ever expected any of them to like me back, but I just felt comforted being around them, even if I could never date them. So there we were. The song “Girls like Girls” was born."

[Intro] (Boys) (Boys) Boys, (Boys) (Boys) [Verse 1] Stealing kisses from your missus Does it make you freak out? Got you fussing, got you worried Scared to let your guard down Boys, boys Tell the neighbors I'm not sorry if I'm breaking walls down Building your girl's second story, ripping all your floors out [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new [Verse 2] Always gonna steal your thunder Watch me like a dark cloud On the move collecting numbers I'ma take your girl out We will be everything that we'd ever need Don't tell me, tell me what I feel I'm real and I don't feel like boys I'm real and I don't feel like boys [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new [Bridge] I've been crossing all the lines, all the lines Kissed your girl back made you cry, boys [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Tell me if you feel it too! Tell me, girls like girls like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new

At Last

Written By: Henry Warren & Mack Gordon

Artist: Etta James

Released: 1960

Originally recorded by: Glenn Miller and His Orchestra feat. Pat Friday & John Payne, 1941

A song originally written in 1941 by Mack Gordon and Harry Warren and originally performed by Glenn Miller and His Orchestra for the 1941 movie Sun Valley Serenade, this ballad found its greatest success in the hands of the late Etta James in this 1960 recording. The tune became James' signature song. The song is featured on several “best of” lists, including inclusion in the Library of Congress' National Recording Registry and induction into the Grammy Hall of Fame in 1999.

[Verse 1] At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song (Oh, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] At last The skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up in clover The night I looked at you [Bridge] I found a dream that I could speak to A dream that I can call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I've never known (Oh, yeah, yeah) [Verse 3] You smiled, you smiled Oh, and then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven For you are mine at last

[hccn-overseer]

Issue 27, 10/18/2023 - The Overseer

Issue Masterpost About the Overseer

Weekly Weather Report

By Lydia

Temperatures are represented using Celsius. Sorry, Americans!

Wednesday: Temperatures will reach a high of 10 degrees and a low of -4 degrees. Skies will be partly sunny throughout the day with high winds up to 27 miles per hour.

Thursday: Temperatures will reach a high of 13 degrees and a low of -2 degrees. Skies will be cloudy for most of the day and will occasionally change colors throughout the early to late morning.

Friday: Temperatures will reach a high of 15 degrees and a low of 3 degrees. Skies will be rainy throughout the next few days.

Saturday: Temperatures will reach a high of 17 degrees and a low of 5 degrees. Skies will continue to be rainy with heavy downpours throughout the mid to late afternoon.

Sunday: Temperatures will reach a high of 22 degrees and a low of 11 degrees. Skies will continue to be rainy with occasional pop-up thunderstorms. Expect them to pass quickly if Bdubs is present.

Monday: Temperatures will reach a high of 12 degrees with a low of 2 degrees. Skies will begin to clear up in the late afternoon and a haze will follow for the rest of the week.

Tuesday: Temperatures will reach a high of 15 degrees and a low of 6 degrees. Skies will become significantly more hazy and difficult to see through.

Wednesday: Temperatures will reach a high of 18 degrees and a low of 9 degrees. Skies will remain hazy as this condition intensifies.

Now onto other news below the cut!

Lost and Found

By Lydia

All of the following items have been brought to The Overseer staff’s office for safekeeping until they are claimed. If you recognize one of these items as yours, please visit us to receive your items, or contact us at lostandfound@thehermitnews.org. Lost items will be sent to Twinkly Trash if not picked up after two weeks. Thank you! *Not a real email address.

Item 1: Eight discarded journals Each of these journals appear to have been written by a member of a group chasing down a series of mobs, including a Warden, an Ender Dragon, a group of Polar Bears, and six dolphins. The journals delve into the interpersonal drama of the group, noting an authority system similar to the television show Survivor on multiple occasions. The staff has been treating these journals as their own personal source of entertainment, as if they are sitting on the couch watching a soap opera at home and eating buttery popcorn.

Item 2: A CD-ROM of an old video game This video game is labeled Star Catcher 2600 and took the staff a day and a half to acquire a device with a disc drive. With help from stragglers around Etho’s base, they were able to see their curiosity realized with this point and click adventure game. The plot of the game, according to our staff members, involves a hapless, eclectic group of spacefarers attempting to stop several stars from exploding. Despite its blatant scientific inaccuracies, the staff has noted that the game’s 1990s neon-themed aesthetic choices and campy dialogue has made the endeavor of searching for a disk drive worth it.

Item 3: The memoir of a deceased singer This memoir, titled Unremarkable In Hindsight, details the life of Oliver Ophelia Vidi, a secondary member of a boy band from the early 2010s. The cover shows a pale, curly-haired teenager with a nose ring and pointed ears. The singer, who describes himself as less than talented but valued for his photogenic cherubic face, holds great disdain for himself and all of his band members, noting that the bubblegum pop they created could not hold a candle up to other singing groups within the genre that happened to skyrocket at the right moment. Oliver notes a hardy grudge he held against the lead of the band, who seemed to revel in the spotlight of being a teenage idol, because Oliver believed that the band was composed of complete hacks who saw a way to make a quick buck after being featured on an MTV reality show. Oliver also notes that his own taste in music was so diametrically opposed to the group’s own that the songs they performed made him want to fly into a rage on multiple occasions. One of his greatest gripes with the group is that they all “Absolutely refused to learn how to play any musical instruments. It is as if they were allergic to even touching one.” He details the agony of having his middle name revealed to the world in a joke told by one of the older members of the band who was six years his senior and saw the others as immature by comparison. A few months after his memoir was written, Oliver died during a confrontation during a hiking trip, having been stabbed with a knife by his traveling companion.

Item 4: An EMDR Manual and a notebook This book was found near one of Pearl’s alien trees, seemingly recently bought. The manual describes in great detail the preparation, processing, and evaluation of the practice, as well as a collection of studies in which examples of the practice are given. Words of caution litter the manual, and it is heavily emphasized that the practice should not be taken lightly nor performed by someone who is not professionally trained. A dark blue quill was found in a notebook next to the manual, filled to the brim with notes written in small and practically illegible cursive. A note was found inside of the book requiring the manual and notebook be turned in to The Overseer office as promptly as possible if ever lost so that they may pick it up, and for the staff not to add any notes to the notebook’s blank pages. The staff, while happy to keep the book in safekeeping, has not followed these instructions and has doodled a clowder of cats on the first blank page they found.

Item 5: A box of LEGO blocks This box of LEGO blocks was found in one of the Scarland hotels, though they all appear to have been glued together in a strange amalgamation resembling a modern art abstract sculpture. The blocks are all sizes and colors, and the staff has noted that they would not be surprised if an inebriated person had assembled all of them in this strange array during a vacation, though the staff did note that they enjoy the sculpture and will likely keep it for themselves if no one would like to claim in.

Item 6: Four Jack-O’Lanterns These pumpkins are quite large and have all been carved to carry faces on all sides resembling a cluster of Hermits making different expressions. The faces include those of Cleo, Zedaph, Tango Tek, Scar, Cubfan, Gem, Iskall, and xBCrafted. They have also all been donned witch hats that appear to have been bought from a costume shop. The staff has placed them all around the office in preparation for Halloween.

Fun and Games

This week's fun and games are once again brought to you by Lydia!

And that's all for this week folks! Thank you for reading and have a wonderful week!

[oatbrew]

tags you're it

mostly psycho-pass, joseimuke, (j)rpgs, and video games, lit, vibes, and some misc romance-adjacent stuff. maybe writing and some art. 

i don’t tag everything but i will tag content/trigger warnings so drop me a line. i also collect tropes/themes:

#god’s not dead; she’s just very tired. catch-all religion, spirituality, and mythology

#they used to shout my name; now they whisper it. prophets, martyrs, and made heroes

#après moi le déluge. witch grandma à la strega nona and/or neighbor who communes with goats and that old dead guy who lives in your cupboard

#those who do and those who don’t. cyberpunk, machines who dreamed themselves into sentience, (non)binary states

#upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand. decaying empires, beasts slouching towards bethlehem, and crumbling concrete in the backstreets of the city

#tragedy is clean. it’s restful. it’s certain. the ontology of tragedies, loop storytelling, doomed endings, and good old-fashioned classics

#half daughter / half apology. kind of an ‘about me’ tag— mixture of queer-ing, gender-ing with monster theory and being slightly off from that mental illness luv <3

#diaspora blues. soul-weary homesickness when home doesn’t resemble home anymore

#whatever walked there walked alone. ghosts, hauntology, places that are born rather than built

#romance novels are good actually. because they are!!! also featuring romance novels that i’ve recently read

#💌. future love letters for me and you <33333

#growth. revisit and repeat

#provocations. other food for thot

#footnotes. arbitrary to-read list, mostly history or critical theory/activist texts

fandom-specific things:

#secondhand smoke. tsunemori akane and kougami shinya from psycho-pass (this is THE blog essentially)

#hawya. my fic, “here, and where you are”, a shinkane pride and prejudice/regency au

#pp. psycho-pass meta, memes, discussion, etc.

#sims. my long lifespan sims 4 playthrough ft. shinkane and their descendants

#daybreak. zayne (and his variants) and mc (named "aurora chen" in-game) from love and deepspace.

#one single thread of gold. artem wing and rosa/mc (named “elle finch” in-game) from tears of themis

#got your six. shepard and garrus vakarian from the mass effect series because no universe exists where one is without the other

#shepard. my mass effect oc, augustine jane shepard. she’s a pinay earthborn sole survivor with a paragade streak.

#if he is not the word of god. god never spoke. tomas ortega and marcus keane from the exorcist

#please picture me in the weeds. five and viktor from the umbrella academy, and the loving oroborous of the apocalypse that is their family.

#there was the poetry. a dot ham and a dot burr from hamilton. yeah i know

other:

#jm. catch-all liveblogs/notes for all my joseimuke playthroughs

#tme. my book, the moon eaters, which is magical realism set in contemporary los angeles with elements of filipino mythology! really love this novel, hope to write it someday

#for a rainy day., #drafts. prompts, ideas, fic fodder/memes, and works-in-progress

#notes., #fic rec. media reviews, notes, and recs

#weekly reads. my round-up/reviews for what i read the past week

#audio. mostly showtunes, my middle school emo phase, etc. that i downloaded from limewire

#🇵🇭. philippines and filipino diaspora-related art/text

#gif., #edit. non-fic/art related things i’ve made

#reply. answered asks/replies

[vampireboy2003]

Weekly comic reviews N°1

The book tour, by Andi Watson

Published First in 2019

This book came in to my possession almost by chance. I had some money to spare this month and wanted to spend it on a graphic novel (living lavish, i know) this one, out of all the other ones in the book store that day, looked most appealing to me after a quick sift through the pages. Its fitting then, that the book is all about a guy that gets majorly screwed over by circumstance.

The book tour tells the story of G.H Fratwell, a relatively unknown english author who, upon the publication of his latest novel has to now go on a book tour to promote It. The book tour is a colossal disaster from day one, and on top of that he becomes the main suspect of some murders he didnt commit.

The story is almost simple in its structure, with Fratwell going from bookstore to bookstore, and hotel to hotel, and misfortune to misfortune, all without cracking that very British "politely inconvenienced" face.

Its a very kafkaesque tale, not only in its themes and presentation, but with a lot of references peppered in. For example, the title of Fratwells novel -- "No K" is one of many references to The trial, a short story that this book is clearly inspired by. You can see a very heavy kafka influence not only in the plot itself but the tone of the story, finding humour in the absurdities that Fratwell goes through, and in Fratwell himself almost perpetuating some of the things that happen to him by wanting to not inconvenience whoever It was that was making him miserable at the moment. It is a book ultimately about Fratwell and his downward spiral, as he realizes no one around him really cares about him, his book, or wether or not he killed a woman. I wont spoil the ending here, but make sure to be prepared If you like things neatly tied up. The ending DID work for me, and it kind of gets me reflecting upon the work and making me want to read again, which is good!

The art also wraps around the story pretty perfectly, with very simplified designs for every character (especially our main character) and more detailed backgrounds and buildings. It is pretty to look at and delicately drafted, and gave me the feeling that the street itself was swallowing up Fratwell, while providing a lot of character to all of the generic european towns and bookshops he visited. One of my favourite sequences in the novel is the opening one, where we see a character arriving in town through a lot of big wide pannels of cityscape. It reminded me almost of a movie, and in fact the timing displayed throught the whole story is really tight, this being not only pacing, but the pannel-to-pannel and page-to-page timing that really makes you feel those akward situations Fratwell puts himself in, and even the timing of the "jokes" the book has.

Ultimately, while i could write a lot more about the themes and overall message of the story (its pretty dense and would take me at least another re-read), its a light read that one could do in a rainy afternoon. It IS quite derivative of Kafka, but in a way that didnt bother me as someone who didnt really know all the references going in (but might bother someone who does for all i know) id definately reccomend this if you want a real dream-like experience, where in the end you can really chew on the story for a while.

I give It

7 kafkas out of 10.

Thanks for reading and make sure to tune in next week where i will read uhhh another comic.

[hmshermitcraft]

!theme!

Rainy days and Hybrids don't always mix well. You have some like Ren who will do anything to get to go play in the storms until the first bit of thunder chases him into the closest base to demand cuddles. Others like Grian and Pearl can't stand for their wings to get sodden and heavier than their actual body weight.

What they all agree on is that making sad eyes as Xisuma until they're given hot chocolate and warm towels is the best part of the rare Hermitcraft storm.

The hermits all need to help towel down and wet hybrids. It's impressive how much room they can take up when they're big and puffy! Something Grian takes full advantage of - if he's gonna be wet, then he's gonna be a problem about it. A problem very easily deterred by kisses.

[justkidda]

Creating a Fun and Educational Indoor Play Space at Home

With rainy or cold days keeping the kids indoors, it’s important to have an inspiring play area ready at home. A dedicated indoor play space encourages active, creative and cognitive development through self-directed learning. In this article, we’ll explore simple yet engaging ideas for setting up your own family-friendly indoor playground.

Designate a Play Zone

The first step is allocating a contained area, whether part of a room, entire room or sectioned-off play tunnel. Tidy to avoid hazards and lay down easy-to-clean flooring like foam interlocking tiles. Establish behavioral “rules” to maintain order.

Include Open-Ended Toys

Open-ended toys like wooden blocks, dolls and vehicles invite imaginative pretend scenarios. Opt for durable, non-toxic materials. Rotate toys bi-weekly to maintain interest. Sand or water play tables are great multi-sensory additions too.

Add Soft Elements

Cushioned pillows, rugs, foam mats allow comfort for creative building or story time. Tactile objects like bean bags are stimulating. For toddlers, padded tunnels, arches and soft blocks aid motor development in a safe fall zone.

Engage All Senses

Incorporate toys that excite different senses. Offer patterned scarves and textured fabrics for tactile fun. Add mirrored panels or prisms for visual sensory stimulation. Consider mellow classical music in the background too.

Set Up Challenge Areas

Designate sections like an obstacle course using pillows, small slides and low balance beams. For older kids, build a construction area with lumber, tools and connectors. Tape drawing, jigsaws or puzzles encourage focused problem-solving.

Rotate Activity Kits

Put together themed baskets of curated play items, swapping them every 1–2 weeks. Science kits with safe experiments, arts tubs stocked with molding materials, dress-up trunks and play food bring fresh excitement.

Go Digital Sparingly

Limit tablet, television or digital toy use to occasional educational videos/apps. Interaction with physical educational toys and books is ideal for developing minds at young ages.

Make It Mess-Proof

Cover play space surfaces with easy-clean tarps and situate over floor pads if possible. Keep art supplies, spills and messes contained for relaxed free play.

A dynamic indoor playroom fosters wholesome development when stocked with options for movement, creativity and discovery. Have fun designing your home play space oasis!

[helloparent]

Creative Days of the Week Chart Ideas for Preschool Education.

Creating engaging and effective Days of the Week chart ideas for preschool learning can be fun and educational preschool activities. These charts help young children learn about the concept of days, order, and routines while improving their cognitive and fine motor skills. Here are some creative ideas to make Days of the Week charts for preschool learning:

1. Visual Days of the Week Chart:

Create a colorful and visually appealing chart with each day of the week written in bold, bright letters. Include corresponding images or stickers that represent activities or events associated with each day. For example, a sun for Sunday, a school bus for Monday, a book for Wednesday, and so on. This visual representation helps preschoolers associate days with specific activities.

2. Interactive Velcro Chart:

Make an interactive chart using Velcro strips or circles. Write the days of the week on separate cards and attach Velcro to both the chart and the cards. Preschoolers can stick the correct day in order each morning, promoting hands-on learning and daily routine recognition.

3. Felt Days of the Week Chart:

Create a Days of the Week chart using felt fabric. Cut out felt squares for each day and write the names on them. Add a felt background, and preschoolers can rearrange the days as part of a daily activity. This tactile approach enhances sensory learning.

4. Song and Dance Chart:

Design a chart with the days of the week and pair it with a catchy song about the days. Each day, sing the song and have preschoolers dance, clap, or jump to the rhythm. Incorporating movement helps reinforce learning and makes it more enjoyable.

5. Nature-Themed Chart:

Develop a nature-themed chart by associating each day with a particular element of nature. Use images of the sun, moon, clouds, raindrops, leaves, and more. Discuss the weather or natural events linked to each day to expand their understanding of the world around them.

6. Storybook Days Chart:

Select a popular children's book for each day of the week and create a chart featuring the book covers. Read one book each day and discuss the story. This encourages a love for reading and connects days with exciting stories.

7. Daily Routine Chart:

Design a chart that outlines the daily routine of a preschooler. Include waking up, breakfast, school time, playtime, and bedtime. Use images or drawings to represent each activity. This helps children comprehend their daily schedule.

8. Weather Forecast Chart:

Combine learning about days with weather by creating a weather forecast chart. Assign each day to a different weather condition like sunny, rainy, cloudy, or snowy. Incorporate weather-appropriate clothing and activities.

9. Seasons Chart:

Connect the days of the week to the seasons. Use images or symbols representing each season (e.g., sun for summer, snowflake for winter). Discuss the characteristics and changes associated with each season.

10. Magnetic Days of the Week:

Turn your refrigerator into a learning tool by using magnetic days of the week. Place each day in the fridge, and each morning, ask your child to find and place the correct day in order. It's a convenient and engaging way to reinforce learning.

11. Weekly Activity Chart:

Create a chart with each day featuring a specific activity or theme, such as art day, science day, or outdoor play day. Plan activities accordingly, making each day exciting and educational.

12. Personalized Name Chart:

Incorporate the child's name into the Days of the Week chart. Write their name alongside each day to reinforce letter recognition and spelling.

13. Cooking Calendar:

Assign each day to a cooking activity, such as "Muffin Monday" or "Pizza Friday." Cook simple recipes with your child, helping them associate days with cooking adventures.

14. Nature Scavenger Hunt:

Pair each day with a nature-themed scavenger hunt. For instance, "Nature Wednesday" could involve finding and collecting leaves or flowers in the garden.

15. Gratitude Calendar:

Create a gratitude chart with each day dedicated to something your child is grateful for. Encourage them to express gratitude daily, fostering positivity and mindfulness.

By incorporating these creative Days of the Week chart ideas for preschool learning, you can make the process engaging, interactive, and memorable. These activities not only teach the concept of days but also enhance various developmental skills crucial for a child's growth and education.

Originally Published by HelloParent.

[sellbuymusic]

[🎼Playlist] On a rainy day ☂ New Age, LoFi Music

Hello, this is the royalty-free music library SELLBUYMUSIC.

As summer begins, the rainy season has arrived. This rainy season seems to be particularly humid and hot. Although the discomfort index is high, let's endure this rainy season well!

Today, we have prepared a playlist for rainy days along with essential items for the rainy season.

Umbrella/Raincoat

It's a big trouble if you don't have an umbrella on a rainy day! Especially when there's a strong wind, a sturdy umbrella is truly essential. If you don't like your clothes getting wet, wearing a raincoat is a good idea. These days, raincoats come in various designs as fashion items.

Dehumidifier

Dealing with the humidity during the rainy season is really difficult. In such cases, dehumidifiers and dehumidifying agents are essential! 😆

Rain Boots

To keep your feet dry and comfortable during the rainy season, rain boots are an absolute must-have! Especially when your shoes and socks get completely wet on your way to work...just the thought of it is so uncomfortable.. 😥

Let's make sure to prepare these necessary items for the rainy season this summer and stay fresh and comfortable!

The weekly playlist theme prepared by SELLBUYMUSIC is "On a rainy day ☂ New Age, LoFi Music."

We have curated moody New Age, LoFi, and jazz music filled with the sound of rain. These are perfect for vlog videos or when you want to relax.

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Dawn In Rain by kim bum seok

Dancing in the Rain (Original version) by Sam Yoon

After the rain by B4therainent

On a rainy day at home by chanmi

211008 - RAIN by seoulMINA

Rainy Day by Sarang Yu

walk on a rainy day by Pikkugi

Rain by DJ Orga

Rain Coffee by SellBuyMusic

rain by hawol

Just Rain by SellBuyMusic

Jazz in the Rain by beenintheclub

Rainy Day Hip-Hop by Musfallandy

Waiting for the Spring Rain by Music mole

rain by SellBuyMusic

Royalty free background music library SELLBUYMUSIC https://en.sellbuymusic.com/

[certainstrangerrunaway]

Weekly Challenge 5: Return to Shakespeare

Runtime: 05th June - 11th June '23.

Summary: This week was rough.

Monday, the first day, was almost in its entirety reserved for something I called "study organization" - which basically means that I took a whole day off just to organize the stuyding of Shakespeare for the remainder of the week. Yikes. 🤗

However, that wasn't that bad as the planning itself, which was only vaugely thought out and then somewhat poorly executed. In a nutshell, I decided to cover all of the Shakespeare's history plays (two tetralogies only) by the end of the week and the 'cover' part included: reading the plays, understanding all the nuances surrounding their themes, characters, plots etc. and also knowing to/rehearsing how to speak about all the exam questions that include history plays. And while my planning stage was ambitious, I soon realized that I overlooked in it certain things like time management, time organization and even time prediction (predicting how much I can do in specific time frame).

So, what was the natural outcome of that oversight, one might ask? Well, I have read only two plays out of planned five by the end of the week: Henry V (Wed) and 1 Henry VI (Fri-Sat). I also covered 2 Henry VI (Sun), but I didn't "read" it by myself: I rather followed the summary of certain professor from youtube who was posting the video summaries of Shakespeare's plays for his students and whom I discovered completely by accident. (It seems I indirectly became one of them lol.) And while he really did help me understand the play in its entirety, as it felt like I did read it with him in a way, I did not count it as a "read" one. After all, it was only indirectly read.

Fast forward to Wednesday, when I decided to start studying: I quickly realized that I ain't gonna do it all by the self-imposed deadline, so I narrowed the task down to only cover first tetralogy by the end... and even that was only half-done (and started from the end of the second tetralogy 😬).

So, the lessons I can now take out of this are to not be overly ambitious in the future, while working more on the practical side of things. The sides need to be evened a little bit. Smoothe the wrinkles. Iron the edges.

I made a pause on Thursday, for study summary.

Apart from this main, overarching task, that run from end to end of my personal weeks, binding it in a way, like a spine - there are other things I did throughout the week. Somewhat less important tasks, but still important to be mentioned here. Let's call them 'tasks of the second order.'

These include:

💫 going to the post office and sending money to my University on the name of 'exam registration' on Monday. (If someone knows the proper English terms for these, feel free to let me know in the comments.)

💫 going to a neighboring city to participate in my penultimate class of the year and of my entire undergraduate studies! Lecture: Less Belles Sours. (Interesting.) False bomb alarm on bus station and the University: bus redirected. Taxi lesson: to order it earlier next time upon arrival(i.e. from the bus). Rainy day. (Tuesday)

💫 registering for the exam I wanted to do at the end of this June (Shakespeare), after my money was safely deposited to my student e-account. Now I could properly start studying. (Wednesday) Aside: this late-night last-minute exam registrations are now like a tradition of sort, though this time at least I wasn't late as usual.

💫 renewing my monthly dose of medications and picking up my new headphones from a store (the old ones went defunct, so I expected the new ones for a while - turned out they were ready for taking for several days already). Also, mowing the grass around the house. (Thursday)

Some peculiar experiences I had during some of these:

👉 while in the post office, I felt parts of my mind awakening and becoming sharper. Of course, whenever I think about my mind, it's usually in the terms of "right and left brain parts." So, it was the left part of the brain that was suddenly awoken. Alas, it was short-lived.

👉 I finally managed to register my exams on time! after countless episodes when my payments was delayed, which meant my registering also needed to be delayed, which meant I needed to embarass myself, time after time, with sending the explanatory mails to student offices. So, I had an improvement this time!

Inovation I introduced this week: Mind Decluttering. (Starting from Wednesday.)

Namely, after realizing that my phone was negatively affecting my overall mental health for some time (the almost incesant stream of information was flooding my very passive and unproductive brain on a daily basis), I decided it is a time to take a pause from it for a while. In a way, I needed to re-learn how to use it, so that it stops being detrimental factor in my life and starts being something that will contribute to my well being. In short, I needed to stop being its slave and learn how to take a role of its master. I should make it my friend, not my foe.

So I decided to introduce the "no phone" zone to my day, usually the seven hours during the main part of day: 12pm - 07pm. During this time, the phone would be either turned off or switched to the "airplane/flight mode" and I would dedicate my time to something productive, instead off aimlessly using the phone. I named this process of filtering the unneccessary information out of my brain and focusing on the important - "Mind Decluttering."

Slightly embarrassing, but important milestone: I regularly brushed my teeth in a succession that hasn't stopped till this day, starting on Wednesday this week. (Maybe this can read as unusual to someone who never grossly neglected themselves like me during their days of depression, but that is one thing that depression can do to you.)