a giraffe and a half

kitchen sink

James Potter to all children grow up except four: so if i’m john lennon

James Potter: then sirius is ringo starr

James Potter: remus is paul mccartney

James Potter: and pete can be pete best

Peter Pettigrew: ok

Remus Lupin: i can deal with that

Sirius Black: i heard ringo starr was a massive dick

James Potter: exactly my point

Sirius Black: blocked

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reasons to read/watch One Piece

  • there’s an 8 foot tall talking singing skeleton with an afro who makes bad puns all the time what’s there not to love
  • there’s a 7 foot tall cyborg who hates pants and says super a lot and he’s powered by cola
  • sky islands
  • at one point someone turns into a giraffe and it’s hilarious but then the giraffe guy actually cuts a building in half because he got pissed at everyone (including his own partner) for not taking his giraffe form seriously. one of his attacks was called “pasta machine
  • the main character is canonically asexual/aromantic. one time he saw the world’s most beautiful woman half naked and his response was “Huh? Why are you naked? Where’s the food?”
  • this series will make you cry over boats and whales. and dogs. and reindeer. and hats
  • none of the main characters have a real romance or romantic relationship with anyone
  • USOPP his whole introduction arc is about him lying to a girl to make her feel better because she had depression, and it was working. (his “lies“ are larger than life stories about him as a kid pirate)
  • there’s a guy named Buggy the Clown and he actually looks like a clown but not out of choice he was born with a big red nose and he gets pissed whenever people mention it (or sound like they mention it)
  • exploding ghosts
  • evil ventriloquist puppet pigeons that may or may not actually be evil
  • one guy’s devil fruit power is to eat anything and then turn into what he eats and it’s actually a pretty dangerous power
  • all the emphasis is on familial love and friendship
  • did i mention that one character is a tiny cute reindeer who’s also a very, very good doctor
  • ANCIENT CONSPIRACY THEORIES like there’s this whole century of history that’s been erased by the World Government and its forbidden to study it
  • there are also these things called Poneglyphs that are indestructible stones with ancient language written on them and they come from that blank century and no one is allowed to study them. the World Government says b/c of the Ancient Weapons that the Poneglyphs talk about (which are real) but in reality they don’t want the information on the people and country the stones originated from to become known knowledge. the world government literally burned down an entire island and wiped it from the map for doing this
  • devil fruit powers okay some of them are really cool like turning into fire or magma or causing earthquakes, but then there’s stuff like turning into a giraffe, slowing things down, being rubber, returning from the dead, controlling/becoming a ghost, controlling shadows, SPROUTING LIMBS FROM ANY SURFACE, secreting poison, being able to cut people up without killing them and switching their body parts around and switching their personalities. one character can control hormones and another can turn his hands into giant scissors. and the thing is, ALL THESE POWERS ARE STILL REALLY DANGEROUS
  • Water Luffy. Luffy is impaled by a giant hook at one point and almost dies and then like literally a day later he shows up with a giant barrel of water b/c the villain’s weakness is water. but the villain can also absorb water, so Luffy does the logical thing and CHUGS THE WHOLE BARREL OF WATER UNTIL HE LOOKS LIKE A HUMAN WATER BALLOON AND THEN HE STARTS LEAKING FROM THE VERY SERIOUS WOUND THAT NEARLY KILLED HIM AND SAYS “AHH!! I SPRUNG A LEAK!!”
  • this quote: “When does a man die? When he’s struck by a deadly disease? No. When he’s shot through the heart with a pistol? No. when eh eats soup made from a poisonous mushroom? No!! A Man dies… when people forget him.”
  • you’ll cry over that mushroom
  • Luffy’s idea of an insult is calling a guy who uses three-sword style “four -sword style”
  • also one guy holds a sword in each hand and one in his mouth and it’s badass as fuck i kid you not
  • literally no plot device is forgotten like everything mentioned at one point WILL COME BACK. one time a character was shown in a tiny panel in a super short flashback in chapter 13 or so, and then like 400-500 chapters later TURNS OUT THAT RANDOM BACKGROUND CHARACTER IS ACTUALLY A MAJOR CHARACTER
  • Angels!! Giants!! Dwarfs!! Long armed people!! Long legged people!! Minks!! Fishman!! there’s so many different species it’s great
What types of students the demigods are
  • Percy: the one that gets in trouble even though he didn't do anything, the stealthy class sleeper
  • Annabeth: the one who gets straight A's without doing a thing and makes everyone mad
  • Piper: the one that fucks with the substitute teacher
  • Jason: the one that never gets called on even though his hand is always up, the obvious class sleeper
  • Frank: The one who's too nice and lets people borrow his pencils and has none left at the end of the first week
  • Hazel: the girl everyone thinks is shy and innocent but then surprises you when they curse
  • Leo: the LOUD sarcastic asshole that somehow never gets in trouble
  • Nico: the one that takes the bathroom pass just so he can wander around campus, the one that listens to music in class even when you're not allowed to
  • Will: the one you think is great at sports but turns out to be more uncoordinated than a baby giraffe
  • Reyna: the athlete who misses half the classes because of games but still manages to keep good grades
Centaur Biology

Centaurs, how do they work?

How are they born? Which nipple set do they suckle from? Where are their lungs and their guts? Are they vegetarian, or omnivore?

Well, lets think about this, with veterinary science!


Foals are born with long legs and a long neck that can get in the way with disastrous consequences for both mum and bub. Humans are born relatively underdeveloped compared to foals, but with a fully functional respiratory and digestive system. The centaur foal would have to keep the human torso between its front legs when birthing, or everything is going to be stuck. Now it’s cramped inside a mare uterus anyway, so it would be easier if the centaur foal is born more on the underdeveloped side, more in line with the human development.

As long as the lungs are mature, and it can digest milk, having a relatively underdeveloped foal body should be no issue. Usually premature foals have great difficulty feeding as they can be too short to reach the mare’s nipples. The centaur mare luckily has the ability and intelligence to sit down and cradle her young while feeding them from the torso. 

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anonymous asked:

How would you describe each of the gnr guys to someone just getting into them?

Axl Rose, red headed emoji king:  

- vocal range wider than the grand canyon 

- is drowning in pussy and by that I mean he has like 3 cats and he would die for them 

- hilarious 

- wants freddie mercury and elton john to adopt him

- mean enough to kick your ass but still soft

- was robbed of a childhood from his biological family but now has a new and improved Brazilian family

- doesn’t give a fuck but also gives many fucks simultaneously 

- the only thing confirmed is his love of taco bell 

Slash, confused ruler of snakes: 

- does not know what shoes are 

- is a big slut and is in love with both Axl and Duff 

- snakes 

- so emotionally involved when he plays that he practically is a guitar

- big fan of vaginas, big fan of women, feminist 

- the only two things he watches are horror movies and spongebob

- sends Christmas cards to Axl

Steven Adler, bag of popcorn: 

- would have slept with anything back in the day 

- his entire diet consisted of drugs but he’s still somehow the most innocent child in the band

- he’s fine now though 

- just really loves his friends and was finally able to play with them again

- ray of sunshine 

- wants to live in a world where everyone is a pug 

- doesn’t know how to not smile 

Duff Mckagan, half punk half giraffe: 

- Johnny Thunders had full ownership of his ass at one point 

- smart 

- former alcoholic who almost died 

- all of his jokes are awful but you’re a lyin ass bitch if you say you don’t laugh at them 

- he’s your fave even if someone else in the band is your fave 

- the cool dad 

- has the same size dick as Mick Jagger 

Izzy Stradlin, ?????: 

- no one knows what he’s doing or where he’s at ever 

- a mysterious and cool bad boy you’d read about in a book 

- bitch better have his money 

- people don’t recognize how talented he is a lot of the time 

- occasionally axl’s best friend 

- wants everyone to chill  

- was in a very monogamous relationship with cigarettes 

theolddogblogmod  asked:

you can also see the giraffe birth on youtube if you search Animal Adventure Park Giraffe Cam. But as of half an hour ago the vet says she hasn't gone into active labor, and it doesn't look like any feet at poking out yet, so it's going to be a while. But you CAN see the occasional contraction!

Boosting! Re: giraffe birth live cam.

Hey y’all!

I was hoping to have something up for you guys yesterday, but my brain decided that it did not want to cooperate, so my plans changed a bit. Anyway, here it is- this one might be one of my favorites :)

Warnings- language

Word count- 1617

Pairings- Dean x Reader

Y/N- Your Name                     Y/N/N- Your Nickname

Y/H/C- Your Hair Color          Y/E/C- Your Eye Color

I do not own the song lyrics below!

“Dean, can I take this thing off yet?” you said impatiently, gesturing to the piece of thick black fabric tied over your eyes. He had snuck up on you while you were reading in the bunker and slipped the blindfold over your head, scaring the living crap out of you. You leapt up from your chair and spun around, about to punch whoever was behind you, but he grabbed your arm before you could hit him

“Whoa, easy, Y/N! It’s just me,” he said, laughing at your reaction.

Dean? What the shit??” you yelled, ripping your arm from his grasp and reaching up to pull at the heavy fabric obscuring your vision.

“What the- what is this?”

“It’s just a piece of fabric, Y/N/N. It’s not gonna kill you,” he chuckled, and you rolled your eyes before realizing he couldn’t see your reaction.

“Yeah, it won’t kill me. But if you don’t tell me what the hell is going on, it might magically jump off of my face and strangle you!”

Dean just laughed and stepped behind you, resting his large, warm hands on your waist.

“Just trust me, okay?” he murmured into your ear, leaning forward to kiss your cheek.

“Okay, fine,” you sighed, leaning into him.

“But if this is some sort of joke, I’m going to murder you in your sleep!”

He led you to the car and helped you get into the passenger seat, making sure you didn’t bump your head on the doorframe. You leaned back in your seat and sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. You tugged unhappily at the blindfold, and Dean reached over and grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers between yours.

“It’s just for a few minutes, okay?” he said reassuringly, and you nodded and squeezed his hand. He dropped your hand for a second and reached over to dig around in the glove compartment, pulling something out a second later.

“Don’t hit me, okay?” he said softly, and you flinched when you felt something touch the side of your face.

“Hey, hey. It’s just a pair of headphones,” he reassured you, and you relaxed as you felt him slide them over your hair. Then he grabbed your right hand and put something small and rectangular in your hands, and you frowned.

“What is this?” you asked hesitantly, and you heard Dean chuckle as he started the car.

“It’s an iPod, Y/N. Completely harmless. I put some music that you like on there- just press the button on the side.”

You felt around the edges until you found the button and pressed it, and your favorite song began to play. You smiled in Dean’s general direction and reached out to him, and he took your hand and pulled out of the garage before turning the car and driving off down the road.

“Seriously, when can I take this thing off?” you asked again, pausing your music, and heard Dean chuckle from the driver’s seat.

“We’re almost there, Y/N/N.”

“Soooooo are you gonna tell me where we’re going, or not?” you questioned, and felt Dean squeeze your hand.

“Or not, he said slyly, and you grumbled something along the lines of ‘I am so shaving your head in your sleep’ under your breath.

“What was that?” Dean asked knowingly, and you grinned innocently in his direction.

“Nothing, Dean. Nothing at all.”

“Sure, Y/N. Whatever you say,” he said good-naturedly, and then you felt the car slow down and pull into what you assumed to be a parking space. You sat up straighter in your seat and reached for the blindfold with your free hand, eager to get the damn thing off, but Dean had other ideas.

“Keep it on for a little bit longer, okay?” he said, and you heard the car door open. You felt Dean get out of the car and shut the door behind him, and you started to fidget.

“If he leaves me here, I swear to God…” you mumbled, and contemplated ripping the blindfold off. Then you heard your door open, and felt Dean’s hands on your shoulders.

“You can take the headphones off,” he said, and you reached up and slid them off of your head. As you got out of the car, you heard the sounds of children screaming and the creaking of metal, and reached out to grab Dean’s shirt.

“Dean, where the hell are we?” you asked frantically, and you felt him tugging at the knot at the back of your head. The fabric fell away from your face, and you blinked rapidly, trying to adjust your eyes to the bright, flashing lights in front of you. Once your vision cleared, you turned to Dean in confusion.

“What is this?”

“Well, you mentioned the other day that you had never been to a carnival, so….” he trailed off, his face lighting up like a little kid’s. You couldn’t help but smile back at him, and he reached out to grab your hand.

“So, what should we do first?”

“Y/N, LOOK WHAT I WON!” Dean yelled, sprinting toward the bench you were sitting on with something called “funnel cake” in your lap. He was carrying a stuffed giraffe that was about half his size, smiling widely as he reached you.

“Where did you get that?” you asked, laughing as you wiped powdered sugar from your lips.

“Shooting gallery,” he said happily, looking extremely proud of himself as he flopped down next to you.

“Of course,” you replied, smiling at him knowingly. He leaned over to kiss you, pulling away a few seconds later to sling his arm around your shoulder and pull you close.

“Want some?” you said, offering him the plate of fried goodness.

“What is that?” he asked, looking at it skeptically. He grabbed your fork and poked it, and you laughed at the puzzled expression on his face.

“It’s called funnel cake.”

“It doesn’t look like cake…” he trailed off, and you rolled your eyes and took your fork back. You managed to rip off a bite-size piece and held the fork out to Dean, who looked at it for a second before grabbing it and shoving it in his mouth. He chewed for a second before shrugging and dropping the fork back on your plate.

“Eh. I like pie better,” he concluded, and you leaned over to kiss him on the cheek before resting your head on his shoulder. You sat in comfortable silence for a moment before you looked up at him. He was looking off at something in the distance, and you smiled at the happiness in his eyes.

“Hey, Dean?” you asked softly, and he turned to you and tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear, gazing down at you lovingly.

“Yeah, Y/N?”

“Can we go on the Ferris wheel?”

“Dean, look! Everything’s so tiny!” you squealed, leaning over the side of the passenger car and looking down at the world below. You felt Dean’s arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back to his side.

“Yeah, it is, huh?” he chuckled, smiling at how excited you were. He wished that this moment could last forever- that the pure joy shining in your eyes and the smile that crossed your face would always be there. That was what drew him to you in the first place- the way you somehow managed to find happiness in everything. Not the way your Y/H/C hair looked as it fell down your back as you danced in some random roadside bar, but the way you twisted it and stuck a pencil through it when you were researching a case. Not the way your Y/E/C eyes sparkled after you had taken down a demon, but the way they shone when your face was streaked with flour after you had finished baking something in the kitchen. Yes, the fact that you were a total bad-ass was definitely a plus, but he fell in love with so much more than that.

Finally, the two of you reached the ground, and stumbled out of your car and over to the nearest bench, laughing about something Dean had said. You sat down next to Dean and curled into his side, and he sighed happily and wrapped his arm around you.

“Hey, Dean?” you asked, and he kissed the top of your head before responding.


“Can we go get some pie?”

“God, I love you,” he replied, jumping to his feet and practically dragging you towards the car. You laughed as you slid into the car, closing the door behind you and turning to Dean. He shut his door securely and leaned close to you, putting his hand gently on your cheek and pulling you towards him for a soft, sweet kiss. He pulled away a moment later and smiled at you before starting the car and pulling you out of the parking lot. You reached over and dug through the box of cassettes by your feet before remembering the iPod jack Sam had installed in the car a while ago. You plugged in your iPod and picked a song, and Dean shot you a look.

“Really? All the music we have in this car, and you pick this?” he said gruffly, but the smile on his face gave him away.

“Oh, you love this song and you know it,” you replied, sliding over to him and kissing him on the cheek before leaning your head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, you’re right,” he admitted, reaching out and turning it up. As you drove along the dark road, you listened in silence, wanting this moment to last forever.

We’ll do it all
On our own

We don’t need
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

I don’t quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They’re not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life

Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They’re all I can see

I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Remember how I said awhile back that - barring any catastrophe - I’d have my house down payment goal saved on the 23rd?  Yeah, well, a catastrophe happened.  This is why you don’t count your eggs before they hatch, kids.
I don’t feel like going into the details right now but suffice it to say, Gina got very, very sick and eventually had to be euthanized (the vet’s best guess was cancer) and the vet bills will set me back several weeks.  That part - while frustrating - is less important than the fact that my llama is dead, and that is a major, major bummer.
I won’t be getting another llama, the transport and size issues are more than I want to deal with anymore, but I’m glad I got the experience.  Rest in Peace, Gina, I’m sorry things turned out for you the way that they did.

Which Haikyuu!! Character Should You Fight: Tokyo Edition

Kuroo Tetsuro | Who wins: Kuroo
This one is kind of a no-brainer. Kuroo is enormous, so physically he’s probably got a jump on you. There’s also not an once of fear in his body to take advantage of; that’s how he manages to maintain that stupid little smirk in literally every situation imaginable. He’s not an idiot either, although maybe you’ve got a shot if you can get Bokuto to be in the room while it’s happening, because Kuroo becomes about 75% stupider when Bokuto is present. Barring that, though, he’s got you beat on all counts. And why do you want to fight Kuroo, anyway? Kuroo’s a perfectly nice young man who tries to make his childhood best friend feel included in things and gives out volleyball advice to the teams he plays against to make his coach’s lifelong dream come true. There’s really no reason to want to fight Kuroo. Don’t fight Kuroo.

Kenma Kozume | Who wins: N/A
Okay, you’re not going to fight Kenma. If you were to fight Kenma, you would win no problem, because Kenma is a skinny, short little nerd that just wants to sit and play his video games and not be bothered, but you aren’t fighting Kenma. Why? Nobody on Nekoma is going to let you get anywhere near that boy. They love Kenma. You could honestly change the name of the team from the Nekoma Volleyball Club to the Kenma Kozume Protection Squad and maintain perfect accuracy. Remember in the OVA when everyone saw Lev and Kenma with bloody noses? Did they give them equal consideration and check to make sure they were both was okay? No, Kuroo yelled “don’t injure our precious setter” and then fucking decked Lev. Lev’s nose was bleeding too. For all they knew Kenma had just gotten done fucking wrecking him. And yet they still punched an injured moron on the slightest suspicion that he had caused Kenma harm. You’re not getting through that shit. Don’t bother trying to fight Kenma.

Yamamoto Taketora | Who wins: You
Much like when it comes to forming relationships with women, Yamamoto talks about fighting a lot, usually very loudly and enthusiastically, but that doesn’t mean he’s actually any good at it. If you’re a girl it’s not even going to be a contest; the second he lays eyes on you he’ll panic and burst into tears and you can sock him in the jaw and walk away. If you’re a guy or a non-binary folk you may have a slightly harder time, but not by much. Just point to the left and say, “Wow, look, it’s Karasuno’s managers” in a vaguely convincing voice. He’ll be completely distracted and you can knock him out while he’s in a weakened emotional state. Go for it. Fight Yamamoto.

Yaku Morisuke | Who wins: Yaku
What, you think you can beat Yaku because he’s short? Think again. Yaku spends the majority of his day attempting to keep an airheaded giraffe in a lanky half-Russian boy’s body in line. Yaku has more pent up rage than he knows what to do with, and if you willingly present yourself as an outlet for all that shit, you’re dead. Nobody can save you. Also, Yaku is constantly kicking the shit out of Lev, a 6′4″ wall of meat. Lev is an idiot, so this in itself doesn’t really indicate Yaku’s prowess, but the fact that he had the guts to try it in the first place implies that he is completely confident in his abilities to beat up people a foot taller than him. Unless you’re taller than Lev, you don’t stand a chance. If you are taller than Lev, then Yaku is still at an advantage because you probably have a concussion from constantly hitting your head into doorways. Do not fight Yaku.

Haiba Lev | Who wins: You
Lev is tall, but don’t be intimidated. He’s regularly wailed on by someone a foot shorter than him. He has no idea how to use his height to his advantage. I’m pretty sure the only time he’s even aware he’s tall is when volleyball is involved. In a fight won’t know what to do with his extra limb length, so he’s just gonna flail around wildly. That’s not a threat. Also, Lev completely lacks the ability to sense hostility. That’s why he keeps calling Yaku short and telling Yamamoto that he’s the ace. He doesn’t want to piss them off, he just can’t seem to tell they’re mad. What I’m saying is, you could probably get a few good hits in before Lev even realizes that you are fighting him. Also, getting beat up would probably help Lev grow as a person. There’s really no downside. Please fight Lev.

Inuoka Sou | Who wins: You
Okay, like. You can beat Inuoka. You can. You can do it. He’s a pretty small kid and the most that his crazy ass speed is gonna let him do it dodge, and he can’t do that forever. There also isn’t enough anger in him to get him to fully commit to the fight, so you’ve got the mental advantage. So yeah, you can definitely beat Inuoka. But like. Why would you want to. Inuoka is so nice. He’s such a good kid. He’s always all smiley and happy and he makes friends with all his volleyball opponents and he just wants to do good to help his team. There is not a mean bone in Inuoka’s body. Why the fuck would you want to fight him? He didn’t do anything to you. Even if he did, just let him know and he’ll probably bake you a tray of cookies or some shit to apologize. Inuoka is completely pure and does not deserve pain. Don’t fight Inuoka.

Bokuto Koutarou | Who wins: ???
Not gonna lie, Bokuto is a complete wildcard. Whether you can win this depends entirely on what mood he’s in. Are we talking dejected mode Bokuto? If so, he’s already done most of the work himself and you can probably just lightly shove him on the shoulder and he’ll fall into a pile of sadness and defeat. Are we talking really happy, I’m-one-of-the-top-five-aces-Akaashi-look-at-me-being-cool mode Bokuto? You have literally no chance. Maybe you could try to use a line about dead owls or something to make him sad, but even that strategy is risky because you may just end up pissing him off. Basically, you should only attempt to fight Bokuto when he seems particularly despondent and when Akaashi isn’t around to make him feel better. Be careful about fighting Bokuto.

Akaashi Keiji | Who wins: Akaashi
Remember earlier when I said Yaku has more pent up rage than he knows what to do with? That’s still nothing on the amount of pent up rage Akaashi has. Akaashi is pent up rage. That is most of his personality. Now, Akaashi probably doesn’t want to fight you per say - dealing with Bokuto is tiring and he just wants to go home and sleep - but if you insist on making him, he is going to release all of the anger that he builds up from being the primary handler of a literal infant owl. You are going to die and you will have nobody to blame for it but yourself. Love yourself and do not fight Akaashi.

so like he ended up throwing out all the letters like I knew he would but I was like “so this pile is EVERYTHING from Pratt like letters of rec and syllabi and applications and stuff-” “Throw it out! Put. That. Shit. In. The. TRASH!” “But Jordan people wrote like really nice things about you for these recommendation letters! Like glowing full of praise!” “Great! They’re garbage now!” and then he gave me a little photo of a prototype of the Toys R Us giraffe he made after recasting the original Disney designed logo. The second half of the day his daughter and wife and her assistant were there helping us and we were going through photos of old work and stumbled across this 10 foot long chandelier he made for a hotel in Mexico City and he held up the image and was calling to his daughter to come look at it and she was like “Is this the piece in that hotel!?” and he was like “YA! This is the piece I did for that hotel-” “Where I was conceived!”

because im helping with a fakemon rom hack i used a generator to help me get creative, and this one came up. I thought it was hilarious and if you want to draw this. It could be like a half humanoid (because fighting type) and half giraffe thing and I cant stop laughing at the thought!

Please remember that you asked for this (it flies with its ears?)

And that feeling you are currently experiencing? Please remember that it feeds on that. 


It may not seem like alot, but for me it is ! I started out small. When i started writing, I had absolutely 0 people. I have released two stories and now, I have 200 !! You guys, like I want to cry.

In celebration of my achievement, I’d really like for y'all to push me as a writer…

Send me a one shot request/drabble of whatever you’d like. Supernatural pairings please. It could be any ship, x reader, or even, just a silly winchester moment.


Send me a one liner. Example: “He was so mad, he didn’t know whether to rip the giraffe in half or cry.” And i will make a beautiful story to accompany it. Also let me know of character you’d like to pair it with.


Send me a description of yourself, and I’ll pair you with a character. And I’ll write you a small drabble of your meeting.

I’m so happy ! Please, i hope you guys are motivated to send me anything ! You guys are amazing and I’d like to appreciate y'all. ❤

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look, no excuse for this, but: Severus Snape Corgi Crackfic

diarycrux said:

snape with a litter of corgi puppies following him everywhere while he’s his usual grumpy self CAN WE?

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Severus Snape had made a crucial mistake two weeks ago. He’d been standing in Albus Dumbledore’s office, staring at a hooped golden object that whirred on a shelf behind Dumbledore’s head, and wondering what exactly its purpose was. As a result, he’d been distracted when the headmaster said, “Severus, may I suggest an addition to your classroom in the new year?”

It had been the end of summer, and Snape—mostly because of guilt, having secretly shredded one of Albus’s favorite scarves for an experimental scarf-related potion—wanted to show some gesture of goodwill, so he’d said, instinctively, “Yes.” Like an idiot. This was why gestures of goodwill were ill-advised in absolutely every situation.

The second the affirmative issued from his lips, Snape regretted it. There was no way to anticipate what he’d just agreed to. Expectations were always a thorny issue with Albus. “An addition to the classroom”—would the old man suggest one of those cauldrons made entirely out of dragonglass, cured in vats of Veela spit for sixty years? Albus had been talking about those for months.

Or would he suggest a new lighting system? Six students had tottered to the infirmary this past spring, moaning that the flickering torches in the dungeons had given them eye strain. Honestly. Eye strain. Sometimes Severus thought that the staff should close down Hogwarts now, shut the doors, drop the wards, abandon the Founders’ project while they were still ahead, instead of encouraging these whinging little crybabies to spout their opinions as if they mattered.

But that was not the problem at hand anymore. That was all two weeks ago, and now he had to deal with the consequences.

The answer to any open-ended question from Albus Dumbledore is no, Snape thought, teeth gritted tight, sweeping loose corgi fur into the flame beneath his cauldron, which flared an indignant sort of purple.

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