#so party?

[lulublack90]

Prompt 21 - First Flat/House

@wolfstarmicrofic January 21, word count 353

“You have to jiggle the lock, and the door sticks, but it’s ours,” Sirius said proudly as he jammed the key in the lock, twisted it at an odd angle until it clicked, and then put his shoulder against the door, shoving it hard. It shuddered on its hinges as it swung open and revealed the slightly rundown flat. “Look, I know it needs a bit of love, but we can make it our own,” Sirius darted forward and spread his arms out. “We can put a sofa here, and a bookcase here. Monty said we could have his old wireless, plus we can put my record player next to it so we can have the best of both worlds. 

There are two bedrooms, so James and Lily can stay over, and the bathroom has this amazing claw foot bath and the kitchen has an actual muggle oven in it.” 

Sirius led Remus all over the small flat. He looked at Remus hopefully once the tour was over, waiting for his verdict. 

“Sirius,” He said fondly. “It’s perfect,” Sirius leapt into his arms.

“You mean it? You really like it?” 

“Yes,” Remus chuckled.

“Brilliant!” Sirius beamed. 

They were interrupted by a knock at the door. Remus turned around and pulled it open, with Sirius still clinging to him. Two burly men were standing on the other side holding a bed between them. 

“Delivery for a,” The man looked down at his clipboard. “For a Mr Black,” He looked back up at them. “Either one of you, Mr Black?” Sirius let go of Remus and handled the delivery. Remus watched as item after item was brought up the stairs and into their new flat. Once everything was set up, Sirius made sure to give the men a good tip, with help from Remus to pick out the right notes, and shut the door on them. 

“So, party?” Sirius asked. Remus laughed and pulled him close for a kiss. Something he could do whenever he wanted now without the prying eyes of others. It was a heady feeling and one he hoped never went away. 

[eternalgirlscout]

did some math based on adventurer's bible stuff about average sizes of tallmen & half-foots & the canon heights of the characters and. chilchuck is the half-foot equivalent of 6'5

[stimmingandstruggling]

more good news from tiktok: they’ve started blocking celebrities.

they’re calling it block party 2024. just blocking and ignoring countless celebrities who havent said shit about palestine. influencers, actors, anyone who went to the met gala, whatever, they’re getting blocked. and people keep talking about how cathartic it is, how good it feels, how they never realized they could DO that. there was some kind of subconscious law against blocking famous people, but it’s broken, and people are LOVING it. and it’s WORKING. a social media/digital advertising coordinator was talking about how ad companies are PANICKING, because they can’t accurately target anymore. so many big influencers, including fucking LIZZO started talking about palestine the MOMENT their follower counts started going down. and the best part? no one is forgiving them. lizzo posted a tiktok asking people to donate to palestinian families, and all the comments just said you’re a multimillionaire. put your money where your mouth is. blocked.

i feel like i’m witnessing the downfall of celebrity culture, right here right now. people are waking up.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[meloooooonade]

THE FAVORITE COUSINS OF THE FAMILY REUNION YAAAAAYYYYY i love them so much they're so silly and stupid.

Now we wait for Swansea .

Much better than Jim and Curls that's for sure

[crownorclover]

chil's innovative hands-off babysitting technique (max strength duct tape)

*no catgirls were harmed in the making of this piece

[bkgsdoll]

deaf!bakugou likes to feel the vibrations of your body.

to paint a clear picture, he doesn’t have his hearing aids in, and you two are in resting in bed after a few rounds of making love (and consoling your fiancée when he started tearing up and signing about how he was fucking pissed he couldn’t hear you moaning his name)

the sun’s orange glow as it sets just outside your window beams a gorgeous light onto you both, glistening with sweat. it’s a comfortable few minutes before you remember a juicy story you’d overheard earlier that day, and you gently tap the space next to your lover (you didn’t have to though cuz he was already staring at you with cheesy adoration).

you slightly pull yourself away from his beefy chest to begin expressively signing your daily piece of gossip. you always speak out loud when you sign, even though you know he can’t hear you. and as you’re signing with speedily, facial expressions big and enthusiastic, katsuki’s eyes dart to your lips every two seconds, nostalgically remembering the sound of your gorgeous voice before the war.

he huffs, signing wait. you pause with confusion before he shuffles forward so two of his fingers could rest on your throat. he feels you swallow and a little grin writes itself upon his face. he gives you a tiny nod to continue. and he smiles at the heavy buzzing against his digits.

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[linkcharacter]

another one passes.

[mistercrowbar]

Sorry not sorry Shadowheart, from every Astarion romancer ever.

[sangrefae]

i love getting to see day one expac launch bugs such as "eating pizza breaks male au ra faces" and "syrcus tower now has savage level difficulty mechanics"

[doobledabbadoo]

first tumblr post of 2025 & its mouthwashing fanart. unbelievable

btw the comic was inspired by this absolute nutcase comic:

[quixoticprince]

Remember how Miss Pauling said she'd spent her whole life to help the administrator....

She didn't even know what she was helping with, but she wanted to be by her side, until she learned how deeply personal and self destructive the whole thing was... and in the end there never was going to be a 'place' set for her :^(

I'm so sorry Flo 😭

[buppkizz]

etiquette tip 🍷🍷

[deadeery]

whips my neck so fast u hear an audible crack. did someone say dungeon meshi

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived