Violet | They/Them | Slytherin | Artist | Wanna-be Writer | cat AND dog person | D&D fanatic | Wish I was a theatre kid it sounds so fun | Epic the Musical and Hamilton | batdiangelo is a rude asshat
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reblog to pet his bald head
Sunny! My beloved character. She's Snape's daughter. I love the thought of what Snape would be like as a father. Especially an in character one, as some of the fanfiction I've seen aren't necessarily in character.
Prongsfoot. Anyone who's against it, fight me. Definitely giving bromance vibes.
The thing with amateur local theater is it is almost always bad BUT keeping it alive is the most important thing
are you autistic and gay?
lesbian and autistic perhaps?
an autistic pan or bisexual?
asexual and autistic?
trans or non binary and autistic?
any autistic member of the LGBTQ+ community?
well guess what...
you're fucken great and I love you
trying to prove something to my mother ^^
Monopoly
This has a lot of little details, including: Polites' microphone has a Winion, Poseidon's trident is behind him, and Ody and Penny have their rings.
Pedí ayuda para los personajes a mis seguidores en IG y muchos coincidieron en que Poseidón era el derrotado JAJDJAJAA
'You're at Camp Half-Blood. Assuming from the fact that you are here, you're probably a demigod, or something along those lines.' I say briskly, leaning up against a tree.
Look- Nothing about Camp half blood was normal. (At least not to mortal standards.) Saytrs played volley ball with campers, Dryads helped serve meals, and monsters roamed certain parts of the woods.
But today was a bit more…Weird than normal.
You had decided to take advantage of the fact that Chiron hadn’t ordered any monster for the woods in a while, He had been busy with new campers so the woods should be relatively empty and safe.
As you wandered the woods you heard footsteps, and heavy breathing.
Somthing or someone was near by.
You turned around, weapon drawn and to your surprise (and relief) It wasn’t a monster- It was a boy, who was probably around 15-17, he had a pale complexion, shaggy black hair, and Dark brown eyes, He wore white pants, and a simple long sleeve top, Both stained with dirt- On the left sleeve of his shirt was dried blood.
The boy quickly raised his hands in surrender as he eyed you, Looking at you, and then your weapon.
What do you do?
'You're skulking through the woods at MY camp; why wouldn't I ask who you are? Really, you're the stranger here, and you're trespassing.' I glare at him.
Look- Nothing about Camp half blood was normal. (At least not to mortal standards.) Saytrs played volley ball with campers, Dryads helped serve meals, and monsters roamed certain parts of the woods.
But today was a bit more…Weird than normal.
You had decided to take advantage of the fact that Chiron hadn’t ordered any monster for the woods in a while, He had been busy with new campers so the woods should be relatively empty and safe.
As you wandered the woods you heard footsteps, and heavy breathing.
Somthing or someone was near by.
You turned around, weapon drawn and to your surprise (and relief) It wasn’t a monster- It was a boy, who was probably around 15-17, he had a pale complexion, shaggy black hair, and Dark brown eyes, He wore white pants, and a simple long sleeve top, Both stained with dirt- On the left sleeve of his shirt was dried blood.
The boy quickly raised his hands in surrender as he eyed you, Looking at you, and then your weapon.
What do you do?
'Bluestar!' Fireheart mewed, padding over toward her den.
'Yes, Fireheart?' Bluestar replied. She was curled up on her moss bed.
'I found the scent of ShadowClan on our territory!' Fireheart replied.
Bluestar growled, standing, her blue-gray fur bristling. 'They are probably stealing prey! If you see any of the other Clans on our territory, you inform me immediately.' Bluestar hissed.
'Yes, Bluestar,' Fireheart mewed.
'Now, go-' Bluestar stopped as a loud whistling noise sounded through the air. 'I guess it's time to go home.'
'Yeah. See you tomorrow, Sky!' Firestar meowed. Sky gave him a nod as she exited her den.
Firestar padded away, leaving the territory alongside all the other kittypets.
'Heya, Rusty,' Sandstorm, who's kittypet name is Sandy, walked over to Rusty.
'Ah, remember we are sworn enemies, you should be hanging out with Dustpelt,' Rusty laughed.
'You take this game so seriously,' Sandy headbutted him.
'I was just joking!' Rusty batted her away with his paw.
'Ready to go back to our twolegs?' Sandy asked.
'Yeah. The food out here is way better than the kittypet food we eat at home, though.' Rusty replied dryly.
'Yeah, I get that.'
Sandy and Rusty ran through the forest back toward their home. Sandy lived a few nests away from Rusty.
Graystripe, known as Fluffy, bounded up behind Rusty.
Fluffy lived at the nest beside Rusty's. It was cool, because they became best friends.
Rusty's other neighbor, Smudge, was too scared to go into the forest. Shame, because we could give him a good warrior name! Perhaps
Authors Note
Unfinished WIP ig.
"Who are you?" I ask, gazing at the boy. Questions echoed through my mind: Is he an enemy? What is his motive?
My eyes narrow as a study him.
Look- Nothing about Camp half blood was normal. (At least not to mortal standards.) Saytrs played volley ball with campers, Dryads helped serve meals, and monsters roamed certain parts of the woods.
But today was a bit more…Weird than normal.
You had decided to take advantage of the fact that Chiron hadn’t ordered any monster for the woods in a while, He had been busy with new campers so the woods should be relatively empty and safe.
As you wandered the woods you heard footsteps, and heavy breathing.
Somthing or someone was near by.
You turned around, weapon drawn and to your surprise (and relief) It wasn’t a monster- It was a boy, who was probably around 15-17, he had a pale complexion, shaggy black hair, and Dark brown eyes, He wore white pants, and a simple long sleeve top, Both stained with dirt- On the left sleeve of his shirt was dried blood.
The boy quickly raised his hands in surrender as he eyed you, Looking at you, and then your weapon.
What do you do?
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
Relatable af. This is probably a bit different, but i occasionally email my teacher about questions or venting(he said that's allowed) and doesn't bother replying and ends talking to me about it in my fifth hour when I have him. Like, come on! You could at least say, 'we will talk about this fifth hour' or something! Let me have peace of mind! I'll just constantly worry when I need a reply. Just ugh man..
id prefer a “I’m busy rn but I’ll text you later” rather than 8 hours with no text back wondering wya
Uh yeah
Heloooo
Hi!
Yeah I'm awkward too.
Heloooo
Hi!
Ye:] I don't know if I should have said something else, this is probably the first time someone did this
Heloooo
Hi!
Yeah!
Heloooo
Hi!
Heloooo
Hi!
erm uh notes thing because i just saw a notes thing and i need some motivation rn
10 notes - i'll drink at least 3 cups of water today
20 notes - i'll drink 3 cups of water for everyday this week
50 notes - i'll finish my history homework
75 notes - i'll finish my math homework
150 notes - i'll draw chainsaw man art digitally
200 notes - i'll watch the sonic hedgehog snapcube dub cuz i havent gotten to it yet
300 notes - i'll try and write something (suggestions pls? maybe some relating to my interests)
400 notes - i'll write more to that thing
500 notes - i'll come out to my mom as trans (she'll accept me i just need motivation and courage)
750 notes - i'll start throwing my trash out when it's time to do so
1000 notes - since i do want hormones i'll talk to my parents about it
1500 notes - i'll get more makeup at some nearby store
2000 notes - i'll actually wear the nail polish i have
3000 notes - i'll practice makeup
4000 notes - i'll ask my parents if i can get more femme clothing
5000 notes - i'll try to actually wear them when im in my own room
7500 notes - i'll try to actually do digital art more often
10000 notes - i'll write at least 50,000 words of fanfiction.
SPAM IS ALLOWED
reblog to bonk the person you reblogged it from with a hollow cardboard tube
Needed this. I'll get to it when I'm not constantly got my face buried into reading a 50 chapter fanfic on AO3.
I hate to break it to you, but they were right. You really do just have to finish that first draft. It can be a hot mess, but you can’t clean up a room that doesn’t exist
this post get 10k i'll tell my mom i'm a woman
OOC
Reblog if you are okay with people pestering your characters about literally anything
Oh nice. Me love some cheese
get cheesed
As a lot of Harry Potter fans have seen, female characters often don't get a lot of realization outside romance in either HP canon or fanfics. To help combat this, I'm starting a "lending library" of exceptions to the rule. (This library is for a very specific subset of fics, so guidelines follow.)
Fic must star a canon female HP character. "Star" means that the fic would fall apart if you removed this character or replaced her actions with a one-sentence summary. "Canon female HP character," in this context, means a named female character from the seven books. Characters genderbent as female don't count here. Bonus points for finding fics with characters dismissed by canon (Pansy Parkinson, Fleur Delacour, Cho Chang, the Patils, Lavender Brown, Marietta Edgecombe, etc.).
Fic must not center a romantic/sexual relationship. A reference to such a relationship is fine, but if replacing all the actions related to the pairing with a one-sentence summary means the fic no longer has a plot, the fic doesn't qualify here.
Fic's female character must have agency in the story. She must make a decision and take action upon it; preferably, the action she takes should not be limited to causing her own sacrificial death. Fics composed of narrations of a character's thoughts as things happen to her (e.g. dying, transforming into a werewolf) do not count.
That's it! To participate, reblog this post with a link to a fic that fits those three criteria and a short description of what it is (I'll get us started with some examples below). Self-promotions are welcome and encouraged. If you don't have any fics that fit, you can still reblog without adding to the library to signal boost.
I Know Not, and I Cannot Know; Yet I Live and I Love by billowsandsmoke. General audiences. Over the course of her Hogwarts experience, Luna Lovegood finds an unexpected mentor for her Potions skill in Severus Snape. ~32K words.
If I Knew You Were Coming, I'd've Baked a Cake by Pitry. General audiences. Post-war Lavender Brown buys Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, hires Dudley Dursley, and becomes a pillar of the community while learning to deal with her werewolf-attack aftereffects. ~9K words.
Cooking for New Year by yearofthesnape. General audiences. First-year Cho Chang looks for a way to hold on to her Korean and Chinese heritage at Hogwarts, with support from Severus Snape. ~2K words.
Oh my god yes!
It isn't love, it isn't hate It's just indifference
They are 100% realistic if you write them as what they are. The other day my cat tried to eat my hair. He's also a kitten, so he hasn't had his full chance to express his dumbness. But I love him anyway. I adore him he's adorable.
Spider-Cat. Such a good line I don't know why.
Rule of thumb for writing cats; the less realistic you write a cat, the more realistic it is
Cats do not operate on levels of realism
someone on twitter is trying to claim that use of an em-dash is an indication of AI-generated writing because it’s “relatively rare” for actual humans to use it. skill issue