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motherstardust · 3 months ago
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marauders era girl hangout sesh (click for better quality)
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outromoony · 3 months ago
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"My child is fine." Your child is reading the angstiest fanfics about Harry Potter's dead parents and their friends on purpose.
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aludraslytherin · 7 months ago
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Lily: Does anyone know why James and Regulus are sitting back to back holding hands?
Barty: They got in a pretty bad fight, Reg is mad at Potter.
Lily: Okay but why the hand holding then?
Remus: James got scared that Regulus doesn't love him anymore, so that's their solution until they calm down.
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megumiifushiiguro · 1 year ago
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coffit0 · 2 months ago
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You're so lovable, Pure Vanilla Cookie
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imaginariumwanderer · 4 months ago
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Peekaboo
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mycupofrum · 2 months ago
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Day 13 – Funeral
Padfoot on the run makes a stop at Godrick's Hollow.
He never got to attend their funeral.
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protosymphonette · 5 months ago
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heyyyy promise not to be mad buuuuut... i turned your friends into marketable chibis. yeah no they're really cute and small now. we can't turn them back sorry.
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cuppajj · 9 months ago
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rough wippy of an animatic i want to do with shadow milk cookie! i wanted to make them shapeshift because messing with PV's mind is fun like that
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dykemcqueen · 2 years ago
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Top Ten Worst Moments of My Life: last night my fiancée paused the House ep and whispered something in my hard of hearing ear that i didn't quite catch. i THOUGHT she mightve said we should fuck and come back to the ep later ??? but that's pretty out of character for her and it was a really good hilson domestic ep so i just said "watching house and wilson is like sex to me" and hit play, assuming that if she really did want to have sex she would scoff and pause it again.
apparently thats exactly what she wanted but she didnt scoff nor did she pause it. she let it play. we watched the whole episode. she just took it at face value that i would rather watch house and wilson queerbait than have actual gay sex
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kathrenax · 3 months ago
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unalloyed gold
somehow i managed to unite in this piece three things i usually hate to draw: hair, flowers and clean line art
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laughingpinecone · 11 months ago
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Many many thanks to the funky patron who gave me the opportunity to make this old idea come true! The scenario is near and dear to my heart and, I figure, to Harry's as well... (Kim fixed Lamby's missing eye btw)
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outromoony · 23 days ago
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Ac: sophithil
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angeldollstuff · 1 year ago
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✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ 🚬
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shares-a-vest · 1 year ago
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Wayne shuffles to the door, desperate to answer the incessant knocking that sounds like whoever is on the other side is going to beat the exterior fly screen straight off its hinges. He is greeted by Claudia Henderson, clutching her handbag strap tight across her chest and looking very serious.
Although it might just be his sleep-deprived inability to gauge the emotions of chipper 9-to-5 receptionists who wear cosy sweaters. He checks his watch. He’s only been asleep for about an hour after getting home from night shift - what with waiting for Hurricane Eddie to finally head off for the garage.
“Hello, Wayne,” Claudia nods and purses her lips.
He scrubs a hand over his face but steps back nonetheless to let her in. Claudia is one step in the doorway anyhow.
“Coffee,” he not-so-much asks as he moves to the kitchen.
“No, thank you,” Claudia says politely, “I usually wait for my morning tea break.”
He looks over to find her pulling out his assigned chair at the breakfast table. She looks nervous, if a little pissed off as she gathers her handbag up on her lap. He blinks harshly and pinches his nose enough to press his forefinger and thumb into the inner corners of his eyes. He really needs to wake the hell up a little more, it appears.
“What did Eddie do?” he sighs, looking over the drying rack on the sink for one of the mugs he has in his rotation at the present time.
“Oh, Eddie hasn’t done a thing!” she insists, a smile evident in her voice, “I’m here about Steve.”
Cubs mug it is then...
He frowns again and turns back to Claudia, confused. And the woman looks like she was expecting such a reaction because she huffs and straightens up, looking like she is readying herself to give a sermon on the kid.
“I need you to help me convince that boy to move in with Dustin and me,” she explains, promptly holding up a defensive hand, “Now, I know he stays here, mostly This isn’t about anything to do with you… Or Eddie…”
She tacks that last mention of his nephew on with a tone and a knowing look.
Wayne clears his throat. It’s certainly far too early in the morning for the ins and outs of that conversation. He flicks the kettle on to drown out the awkward silence between them.
“Have you uh...” he hums and scratches the back of his neck as he searches for words, “Have you talked with him about this, at all?”
Claudia squeaks out a noise he assumes is a negative as he quickly spoons coffee into his mug. He’ll settle for black coffee for now - he really cannot be assed to stand up for much longer, even if he did have the sense to quickly step into his comfy slippers when Claudia came a-pounding on the door.
“And you want my help specifically?” he says, raising his voice above the steaming kettle that is whistling away in boiling readiness.
“Yes!”
He waves a hand in the air, “Well, what about Robin?”
“Oh, gosh, no! I can’t talk to that girl,” he barks a laugh that makes Claudia startle in her seat, forcing her to clarify, “I mean she is a steel trap about that boy!”
Wayne smirks and nods as he heads for the table with his piping hot - and hopefully, heavily caffeinated - beverage, “He’s not the biggest talker when it comes to himself.”
“I’m not one to speak ill of other mothers,” Claudia says in a hushed tone, “God knows, I am not perfect. But where are his parents?”
She rocks a little with each word like she has needed to ask that question for a good long while. Of course, Wayne thinks about Steve’s parents. A lot. Because the boy almost never mentions them.
He shrugs, “He says they stayed away on business.”
“After everything that has happened in this town?” she argues, voice growing shrill with worry, “Did he tell you what actually happened with the mall fire? It was more of that other dimension nonsense!”
He almost chokes on his coffee. He knows a little - there was no way around it with Eddie in the hospital surrounded by all those secret nurses and doctors. But he didn’t know Claudia Henderson knew about some of it too. Still, he decides to remain cautious and gestures for her to continue.
“And he’s been concussed more times than he can remember!”
She slumps back in her seat with a look of such horror, Wayne thinks the sweet woman sitting opposite him considers it her closing argument.
Wayne taps on the rim of his coffee cup. They would have to tread carefully, not ambush the kid.
“He does get a lot of migraines - ” is all he can think to say.
“ - And he has dizzy spells,” Claudia cuts in, leaning forward. He can see tears starting to well up, “I just want him to be looked after. I know he’s a young man with his own life and everything, but he still needs a parent to care for him, to support him.”
“Yeah,” Wayne nods firmly, “Yes, he does.”
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elssbethtascioni · 5 months ago
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Lily Gladstone as Jax ↳ Fancy Dance (2023) dir. Erica Tremblay
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