#they're stargazing...

[lucdoodle]

this is so cute... omg🥺💖

[gayofthefae]

This shot being in the show is wild.

[itsmebeff]

more sciencepeoples

[aithusarosekiller]

Imagine jegulily where reg is silently working against voldy for a while before the cave (possibly alongside Severus? Or maybe they're set on different goals idk it depends on if you think they'd get along) and as his partners, James and Lily are the only two who know what he's doing

We know he dies around the time they find out Lily is pregnant with Harry (you see where we're going here?) she tells them both around a week after finding out and debating what to do and they're all nervous but decide they want to keep him because it's something that can be theirs

Regulus then goes through a silent crisis and decides the progress is too slow, the baby will be born and they will still be losing the war. He's panicking trying to think of something he can do to make a difference. So when Kreacher returns in pain with a story to tell, he decides then and there that he is not going to let this baby grow up in a world of hatred. It doesn't matter if he dies, his partners will be better parents than him anyway. He goes to the cave determined to finish this by himself so his, Lily's, and James' baby can grow up in a world away from danger and hatred. As we all know, he never leaves the cave.

And his partners wait for him to come back from wherever he disappeared to but he never does. Lily is the one to figure it out first. James takes a while longer. They can't tell anybody else or it may compromise their position in the order so they stick together; Lily helping James unload his emotions as the one who'd been certain they were all making it out alive, and James making sure Lily and Harry were as safe as possible because he was paranoid of losing anybody else he held in his heart. They grow even closer than they were before and when they go into hiding they are rarely not in the same room even when they drive each other mad. Harry is born and they consider naming him after his other father but decide it would only cause trouble with the others.

They agree that when they make it out of the war, they will find out what truly happened to him, and then if the next baby is a girl, her middle name shall be Lily. If it's a boy it will be Leo.

October 31st 1981 comes around and they never get the chance to have that second baby.

Meaning yet another parental figure sacrificed themselves for Harry but this time it was before he was even born.

Harry- 0

Dead parental figures- 5

[tlmtwelve]

Phee already knows all the constellations, but she likes listening to Tech explain them.

Week 9 Prompt: @summer-of-bad-batch

[pathological-runaway]

“Isle? But it’s so… empty.” You spend the next three hours wandering aimlessly across the sand dunes looking for anything that could make anyone prefer Isle to Prairie or Valley or even Wasteland. You get liking a place for its beauty or for its charm, and you almost understand enjoying it because of danger. But liking something that’s so empty, just sand and broken boats? It’s beyond your comprehension. The mystery of loving Isle of Dawn doesn’t leave your mind for days, yet, despite all your efforts, you don’t see what’s so special about the lifeless desert.

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“You alright?” they ask, sitting down on a bench. It’s nice to finally have a chance to talk to them.

“Yeah. Thanks for helping me.”

“You’re welcome!”

A pause. You should say something. You really should. But what?

“What’s your favourite realm?” you ask because you don't know any other way to keep a conversation going.

“Isle of Dawn.”

You’re confused.

“Isle? But it’s so… empty.”

They shrug.

“A little. But it’s nice.”

You spend the next three hours wandering aimlessly across the sand dunes looking for anything that could make anyone prefer Isle to Prairie or Valley or even Wasteland. You get liking a place for its beauty or for its charm, and you almost understand enjoying it because of danger. But liking something that’s so empty, just sand and broken boats? It’s beyond your comprehension.

Sure, the sunrise looks nice, but there’s not much to it, especially after you’ve seen it a couple of times.

You return to the village, confused.

***

The mystery of loving Isle of Dawn doesn’t leave your mind for days, yet, despite all your efforts, you don’t see what’s so special about the lifeless desert.

***

“What’s up, little one? You seem down. Is everything alright?”

You sip your juice sadly.

“Thanks, Candlemaker, I’m fine. I’m just thinking.”

The spirit sits down next to you, a radiant smile on their face. They’re kind and warm and it makes you a little sad for some reason. It would be nice to have someone this kind by your side all the time. But they’re a spirit, they stay in Aviary and never travel anywhere other than the starry sky. They have a family there, you recall. A partner and a child.

Their child is lucky to have a parent like them.

“Anything I can help you with?” they ask.

“I don’t know. About a week ago, someone told me their favourite place was Isle, but I don’t understand why. There’s nothing there but sand.”

Pointing Candlemaker thinks for a while, tapping their fingers on the counter.

“Well, Isle hasn’t always been like this, you know.”

For some reason, you've never thought of this. It’s easy to picture Prairie with all the buildings intact, or Valley in its past glory. Even Wasteland keeps traces of what was there before the world ended.

But Isle?

“It wasn’t?” you ask incredulously.

Candlemaker shifts in their seat to get more comfortable.

“Oh, you would’ve loved what it looked like before…” they start, and it seems that they’re never going to stop.

You listen to them carefully for an entire hour until you fall asleep to the rhythm of their voice.

You dream of starry nights and flowers and lying in soft grass.

***

You visit Isle again the day after. It's still empty, but if you look closely, your imagination paints a picture over the empty hills.

You see grass, just like that growing near the Temple. You see flowers — they’re neither big nor very bright, but their soft hues are beautiful, and you never expected this beauty to be hidden right here. You feel a cool summer breeze coming from the endless sea and hear a tinkle of bells in the distance.

You still think Isle is empty, but it’s good to know there’s more to it than you previously thought.

***

You’re lying in the grass on the roof of the Nesting shop, trying to discern a constellation in the sky. It’s tricky.

“Looking at the stars?” you hear a voice and sit up.

“Yeah…” you reply shyly.

“Is it alright if I join?” they ask, their eyes shining.

“It is. But, uhm… I think I’m bad at this,” you confess, fidgeting with your hands, “I haven’t found a single constellation yet.”

“Oh, it’s OK! I could show you if you want! It took me a while to learn to notice them, too.”

The smile on their face is so big you start smiling as well.

“Thank you. It would be great.”

You both lie down and study the stars. After some time, you ask:

“Stargazer, can you tell me about Isle?”

And they do.

You listen attentively and when you return to your nest, you think of vast seas and shooting stars and sitting quietly at the shore.

***

You go to Isle again and sit down on a stone, contemplating the ocean. When you close your eyes, you can picture a landscape so pretty you wish you could stay there forever.

You see waves kissing the sand on the coast. You hear birds singing nearby and a child laughing by your side. You imagine them playing with small rocks and building a tower. You feel a chilly wind coming from behind you as the sun goes down.

When you open your eyes, Isle is so painfully empty you consider never returning.

***

“Wow, that looks heavy! Mind if I help?”

You nod, and the spirit takes half of the boxes.

“Thanks, Voyager,” you breathe out.

“No problems, mate. Where are you taking all this stuff?”

“Harmony Hall. Frantic Stagehand asked me to collect all the instruments from the Concert Hall to get them checked. I guess I overestimated my muscles,” you add as your whole body screams at you.

“No worries kid, it happens. Let’s get going before you get arthritis or something.”

You start arguing that it isn’t actually how you get arthritis and that you’re too young anyway, and they laugh.

“I know, I know. Just kidding. Don't take it too seriously. Come on, no dawdling!”

When all the boxes are in their place, you don’t want to say goodbye just yet.

“Voyager, do you have anything nice to tell me about Isle of Dawn?”

They do. You sit down on the bench in the hall and listen to them talk, while some younger kids practice music clumsily in the background.

As you teach a little mothling how to hold the guitar correctly, you ponder on flying boats and birds and believing in a brighter future.

***

You come to Isle once again when you have time. You fly all the way to the Temple and look down at the desert. If you look closely, you notice things you’ve never paid attention to.

You see flying boats, big and majestic, carrying people to where you’re standing. You see kids playing, adults chatting, happy and enthusiastic and looking forward to arriving wherever they’re going. You hear birds chirping happily and guiding the travellers. The wind is rising. You see mantas flying — funny how you didn’t even know there were mantas in Isle.

There are no more.

A tear runs down your face. Isle is so empty now. So, so empty.

***

You sit by the bonfire with Passage Guide, Tumbling Troublemaker and a few mothlings. The marshmallows are tasty and the stories everyone’s telling are fun.

Oddball Outcast accidentally throws their ball into the fire, and everyone’s laughing while Passage Guide is indignant. You know they’re not actually angry.

You’re laughing along as you realise Isle has never been empty. You just couldn’t see it.

***

“I always get lost in these dunes,” your mothling says, frustrated.

“Don’t worry, you’ll memorise the path one day,” you pat them on the shoulder.

Have kids always been so small?

“I hope so. Thanks for guiding me.”

You smile at them.

“Oh, no problem! I like helping people out! The next one’s on the ledge.”

You land near the light and wait for the mothling to collect it.

“Do we have to do this every time?”

“Yes. It gets easier after a few tries though.”

They don’t look encouraged.

“Hey,” you say, getting down on one knee to look them in the face, “everyone moves at their own pace. It’s alright to learn things slowly. Stars, you can’t even imagine how lost I was at the beginning. I refused to leave Forest because I’d seen a red shard behind the Temple and though it was what Valley was like!”

You laugh, and the kid smiles.

“That’s silly.”

“Yeah. But it’s more fun this way, isn’t it?”

They think for some time.

“I suppose it is.”

And then,

“What’s your favourite realm?”

You can’t help but laugh again. Oh, what a mothling thing to ask!

They remind you of yourself, in a way. Young, innocent, and having no idea how to keep a conversation going.

“Isle of Dawn,” you reply after a bit.

They frown.

“Isle? But it’s so… empty.”

You smile and close your eyes.

“A little. But it’s nice.”

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[askyofexplodingstars]

lil wip from last month i never finished, whoops

[attemptedartist]

Hello! Just found your art and I am in love with your style! Always happy to find someone else obsessed with Fiddauthor. Could I maybe request a drawing of ford attempting to confess to fidds in his awkward ford-type ways? :)

aww ty!! :3 also here you are :D

[savingsallow]

— I got your back! ✨

[val & ale: just alejandro being the best boy bestie]

"you're welcome"

"you're not doing that face again"

"you're an idiot, but what would i do without you"

— trying hard to get her attention × annoyed but extremely happy to see him there —

continuation of my previous post: "dead inside"

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shots by the QUEEN herself 👑✨:

pose by:

[gacha-every]

I kept seeing this on Tik Tok, about Ben Schwartz interview with Stephen Colbert, specifically the scene when Stephen said:

"I know that Shadow falls in love with Maria."

And how the clip was cut made it seem like Ben was like "Woah, let's not say that. You're wrong.", along with comments insisting "they're siblings" or anything otherwise of Stephen's opinion/interpretation.

Me, on the other hand, wanted to see their full conversation, to which I did. Here is Ben's full reaction :

Interesting how even a simple cut can change the whole perspective.

[pastelaspirations]

It is done. The third anniversary drawing. I would have gotten it done in time for the actual anniversary had I not. Gotten sick earlier this May and then not wait until the literal, actual 19th to start this drawing, but anyway-

Yee! I made it a... more sad drawing than I usually do them lol. It just... really didn't feel right to have them being all happy and smiling after I ended the last chapter how I did. Of course, I realize the irony of saying that and then literally writing "Happy 3rd Anniversary" on the drawing smh

Here's one without the text and then one where I tried to put a little filter on it! The filter didn't work out as well as I wanted and was sort of finicky, so I didn't include it as the first picture in the post lmao

I experimented with the grass and everything! It was really kind of tedious, but I like how it turned out lol. I also tried a different texture with shading a lil bit. It's also my first time drawing a night sky! :D I hope it turned out kinda well. It was fun! I will have to try it more in the future.

[xandyrart]

🥺 Makorra 🥰

Indeed!!!

[loopiess]

My brother is probably gonna post this on the discord(I'm not on discord) but HERE!!!

[seaofreverie]

GUUUYYUYSSSD !!!!!

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KIMONO MY HOUSE VINYL!!!!!!

Also funny story which is that when my brother took these to the cashier he said something like "oh... Sparks... they were here one year ago"

[aithusarosekiller]

I bet ppl that pit Reg and Lily against each other HATE to see me coming

[whimsicalcotton]

started playing scarlet again last night so now im thinking abt my silly scarvi gijinka au