5th January, 1892
"I think that would be cheating, Pops. If I am honest.” Evelyn has to admit, giving a sideways look to her girlfriend who is half-stooping next to her in front of Professor Ronen's elaborate collection of butterflies.
The Hufflepuff's gaze is focused specifically on one of the winged insects in the tallest glass chamber which sports a mix of vivid colours; rusted red hues on the main part of its delicate, paperthin wings, with black, soft daffodil yellow and an iridescent blue tingeing the edges with spots like blurred ink on wet parchment. Evelyn was never quite sure if the butterflies in question were still alive and enchanted to live inside the glass chambers indefinitely or if they are taxidermy charmed to flutter their wings at regular intervals through some exceptional reanimation spell. The Slytherin is equally never sure which version she prefers.
"Cheating?" Poppy asks curiously, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear and tilting her head up slightly to look up at Evelyn from underneath those thick, long lashes that Evelyn never fails to find impossibly attractive.
"Yes, well doesn't the book expect you to find them out and about in the real world?" Evelyn replies, gesturing absently in the direction of the butterflies and beyond.
The book, in question, is a one of a set of three spotter guides she bought from Tomes and Scrolls for Poppy as a Christmas present; The Observer’s Guide to British Butterflies, The Observer’s Guide to British Flowers and Observer’s Guide to British Birds. The Hufflepuff absolutely loved them (nearly knocking Evelyn’s glass of mulled cider out of her hand when she pulled her into a hug after unwrapping them) and immediately got to work excitedly filling them in. It was less than three weeks since Christmas and she had already cheerfully ticked off a number of native Scottish birds and hardy flora that can survive the weather, like snowdrops and hellebores. However, given the unforgiving, biting winter weather in the Highlands Poppy had made limited (see: non-existent) progress on the butterflies edition, to her disappointment.
Poppy hums. “I suppose you are right, it wouldn’t be completely honest. Truly, I would prefer to see the peacock butterfly in real life anyway. They must look so beautiful when they fly freely, imagine the colours…” She trails off, her gaze drifting back to the glass chambers and the regular beating of coloured wings.
“I would hazard there are a fair few people who get frustrated with the rare ones and just end up going to the Natural History Museum to tick them off,” Evelyn muses, stepping closer into Poppy’s bubble of space, to look closer herself at the butterfly which had Poppy so enraptured.
"The what?"
“Natural History Museum.” Evelyn repeats, assuming Poppy hadn’t heard her.
“The what, sorry?” Poppy asks again.
“The Natural History Museum, in Kensington, in London?”
Poppy turns her attention back to the taller girl and gives Evelyn a completely blank look and a small shake of her head.
“Is that… muggle?” The Hufflepuff asks curiously. Poppy having grown up completely in the wizarding world and Evelyn in the muggle world they had found plenty of things in the course of their relationship that one or the other didn’t know about. Poppy telling Evelyn she had never used the London Underground being one example that always springs to mind.
“You've... you've never been to the Natural History Museum?" Evelyn couldn’t believe it. How had Poppy Sweeting not been to the Natural History Museum? Regardless if it was a muggle institution, she would have bet a Galleon the Hufflepuff's gran would have taken the her at some point, given their joint love of the natural world, magical and otherwise.
Evelyn knew, at that moment, exactly what they were doing for Poppy’s 17th birthday next month.
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lost this in the war against procreate (fcuk their temp history feature) when i was trying to crop stuff, luckily i had saved this screenshot beforehand lmfao. this is mostly my color palettes for sun and moon, some tints mightve changed since the last time i worked on this i forget lol; moon also gets the option of only golden pupils, only blue pupils, black eyes with right red pupil, or red with white pupil (last two are related to security mode). and sun can have blue pupils as a treat lmao. human in the middle is named casey, theyre part of an au/fic idea of mine w mainly sun suffering but all three of them event end up in a poly. im kinda writing it casually while making a few doodles but uh, the fic is def 18+ so 😂
also them, casey is slightly smaller than they should be lmfao but i love them
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people have got to stop comparing everything to the obelisk flair situation bc there has really not actually been anything like it since and probably (hopefully) never will; the obelisk flair thing was the catalyst for staff at least consistently maintaining known gene error threads, because obelisk flair having apparently been a “bug” was something *never publicly stated at all* until the “fix” came out (and in fact obelisks were used in the promotional/announcement images for flaunt/flair…) and that was a big reason for the backlash. that’s why it was the one time they decided to go back on a supposed bug fix (after polling the userbase about it)—people were upset not just by the change to their dragons, but by the fact that no one had any possible idea the change could be coming. gene error threads were not the quickly organized lists they are now, this was not a remotely known error anyone was prepared to see fixed.
it was because of this situation that they started maintaining these threads! you can, in fact, check the threads and know which genes are going to get changed at some point, and if you get upset that your dragon got changed because an error got fixed… you should have checked the error thread first, buddy, sorry.
but then on the other hand: no one should HAVE to check the error threads first all the time—you SHOULD do it but that sucks and i’m sorry that you have to. it is completely and utterly abysmal that ancients keep getting so rushed and pumped out way too fast with a mile long list of errors that don’t even all get fixed before the next broken thing gets dumped out to add onto the horrendous pile of bugs. i say this not even out of my spiteful little ancient hater brain but out of solidarity with & support for my fellow FR users despite our vastly differing tastes: ancients are coming out way too quickly and the 2-3 per year pace is unhealthy and causing way too many problems.
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