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101 Pen Pal Challenge

101 things to send you pen pal

1. Origami

2. Photo’s of you pets (or garden)

3. A Souvenir from your town/city (Post card, etc.)

4. Homemade bookmark

5. Collage of your favorite things

6. A recipe

7. A photo of the food you made with your friends recipe

8. Homemade pinwheel

9. A small gift from a cheap variety store or op-shop

10. A local tourist pamphlet

11. A poem

12. A button, a piece of ribbon, and some colored paper

13: Homemade card (using the above items from your friends)

14: Photo’s of your local area

15: A challenge or dare

16: Proof or results of challenge or dare

17. A blank coloring in page

18: Your finished coloring in page that your friend sent you

19: A playlist (saved on a disc, usb, tape, etc.)

20: A list of things you like about the other person

21: A “get well soon” kit for the times your friend gets sick

22: A piece of clothing or jewellery

23: A voice recording (saved on disc, usb, etc.)

24: A keyring

25: Your favorite quotes

26: Stickers

27: A newspaper cutting

28: A homemade friendship bracelet

29: A paper chatterbox

30: A list with a book, a movie, and a tv series for your friend to try

31: A paint hand print

32: A perfume sample

32: A selfie

33: A DIY craft pack

34: A questionnaire

35: Questionnaire results

36: A picture or art print of something you friend likes

37: A temporary tattoo

38: A photo of you with the temporary tattoo your friend sent

39: Some facts and pictures of your favorite animal

40: A coin or token (or coin rubbing)

41:  List of 3 foods you want your friend to try

42: Critique of the food you tried

43: A paper plane

44: An “open when you feel down” pack for your friend

45: Something weird you found (or bought)

46: A homemade crossword puzzle

47: Your bucket list

48: An acrostic name poem using your friend’s name

49: A souvenir from your country (Postcard, etc.)

50: A prank

51: A grocery shopping receipt

52: A small poster

53: A knitting or sewing pattern

54: Something you knitted/sewed

55: A playing card or game token

56: A comic

57: A piece of candy (or candy wrapping if unable to send food)

58: A fictional story

59: 21 Questions for you friend to answer

60: The answers to your friends 21 questions

61: A coded message or cipher

62: A photo of the sunset or sunrise you took

63: Homemade koinobori

64: Your local tv guide

66: A homemade finger puppet

67: A bunch of jokes and riddles

67: Something miniature

68: A flier for a local festival or event

69: A short home video (Saved on disk, usb, etc)

70: A picture of your oc or favorite character (drawn yourself or printed out)

71: Something yellow

72: A small flag from your state/country

73: A holiday item or cultural item (decoration, symbol, etc.)

74: An invitation to an online event (movie stream, online chat, etc)

75: A leaf rubbing

76: 5 photos of your favorite local places, animals or things

77: A novelty pen, pencil or eraser

78: 3 items or pictures that remind you of your friend

79: A cookie cutter

80: A photo of cookies you made using the cookie cutter your friend sent

81: A list of 10 things you love most, and 10 things you hate most

82: A good luck charm

83: A local story, myth or legend

84: A list of words in your local language, or a list of local slang words

85: A used move ticket or transport ticket

86: Either your countries national anthem, a local song, or a cultural song

87: Junk mail (brochure, advertisement, grocery pamphlet)

88: A list (with photos) of animals you often find in your home (insects, etc)

89: A collector’s card

90: A selfie of just after you woke up in the morning

91: A wish, promise, or prayer for your friend

92: Lyrics of a song you wrote, or of a song you like

93: A secret message written on the inside of your envelope

94: A small homemade kite

95: A recipe for a natural remedy

96: An article from a local magazine

97: A card signed by all your local family and friends greeting your friend

98: A photo of someone special (family, pets, friends)

99: A fitness challenge

100: A recording of outside sounds (Save on disc, usb, etc.)

101: A thankyou

We can actually hear Swift’s critics rolling their eyes. But here’s one of the best things about the star , Even when she’s mocked for writing thinly veiled songs about her love life or criticized for going completely pop and not sticking to her country roots, Swift still follows her own path.
This is a woman who will tell her record label, when instructed not to venture too far off in a new direction, sorry, “but this is how it’s going to be.” She knows what she wants. She knows who she is. And if you don’t like it, she’ll just shake off the criticism and write a song about doing so that you secretly won’t be able to stop singing.
That’s pretty gutsy in an industry that’s running scared. Here are five other reasons why you can’t help but like Taylor Swift, even if you’re not a fan:
1. The catch factor
Have you ever caught yourself singing a catchy ditty and not even remembering how you know the lyrics? It was probably a Taylor Swift track.
Her music has a way of permeating every facet of popular culture, to the point that you don’t have to buy her albums to recognize the twang from “You Belong with Me” or sing the hook from “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together.”
2. Ten Grammys later, still more likely to be found baking with cats
Taylor Swift is one of the most recognizable pop stars on the planet, and we can only imagine the access that kind of fame can yield. We would not be at all surprised if the singer could jet from Milan to Tokyo in the blink of an eye in a private jet with seats lined in mink.
But instead of the usual shenanigans you hear about from the very young, privileged and wealthy, Swift is more likely to be found baking cookies or playing with a new kitten.
In other words, probably the exact same things she’d be doing if she weren’t famous, which is a rare thing to witness.
3. She obsesses over the same TV shows
Speaking of those cats, one of them is named Olivia Benson, as in one of the starring detectives on “Law & Order: SVU.” Another one of the star’s feline friends is named after Meredith Grey on Shonda Rhimes’ “Grey’s Anatomy.”
Many celebrities claim to be fans of their famous peers work, but Swift appears to be just as obsessed with your favorite TV shows as you are, almost as if she forgot that she, too, is on the A-list.
4. She’s BFFs with everyone, including her fans
It’s not hard to rattle off Taylor Swift’s famous friends, because she has a growing collection that includes everyone from Selena Gomez and Lorde to actresses Jaime King and Lena Dunham.
But what makes Swift win over in the skeptics is her connection with her fans. She knows at least one of her supporters so well that she could make a surprise appearance at the fan’s bachelorette party with complete ease, posing for pictures and handing over a gift that she knew her fan would like. We’ll say that again: She knows her fans well enough that she can buy them personalized presents. Who does that?
5. Her parties are as dorky as yours
While some stars are always sharing photos of their exclusive vacations in exotic faraway locales, Swift’s get-togethers look like they could’ve been photographed in your neighbor’s backyard. Fourth of July? She’s baking a holiday-themed cake and hitting the Slip N’ Slide. Christmas season? She’s even constructed homemade holiday cards . And of course, as endlessly chronicled on Social media , you know Swift will always dance like no one’s watching.
—  5 reasons you love Taylor Swift even if you don’t want to - CNN article
Today is Bruce Wayne's birthday!

So to honor the Batdad’s b-day, here are some headcanons about how his birthday goes: 

- The second he woke up he was met with every single one of his kids and honorary kids in his bed screaming “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” to him at the top of their lungs. 

- Cass, Steph, Dick, Bans, Harper, and Duke all have him huge hugs, practically pinning him to the bed with the strength of their snuggles. Jason just punched him in the face, claiming it was a birthday punch, but Bruce could see the small smile on his face. Tim didn’t go in for a hug right away and was kind of awkward, but he did hand Bruce the homemade card they all helped to make, and Bruce gave him a small kiss on the head. Damian was stiff as usual, but he did hug Bruce for .2 seconds only when he was positive nobody was looking. 

- So. Many. Old jokes. The whole day his kids were making comments and jokes about how old he is and that any normal guy his age would be carrying a cane and wearing glasses, not beating up criminals every night. 

- Jason bought him a jug of prune juice and a crowbar for his gift. 

- The Waynes threw a huge party at the manor, where the batkids got into all sorts of trouble like “accidentally” tripping Damian and making him fall face first into the birthday cake. 

- Somehow all the rogues found out about Batman’s birthday, (Bruce suspects Selina told them, but he has no proof), and so when he went on patrol, he was met by all of his villains not committing crimes like he’d assumed, but instead hosting a birthday party for him?? 

- Harley even baked him a cake shaped like the batsignal, and it only had a tiny bomb in it. 

- It was awkward to attend a party with a bunch of supervillains, but at least the presents were good. Killer Croc knitted him a sweater, and Two Face gave him a Batman action figure. He was touched, to say the least. 

- The entire batcave was decorated with the brightest and most colorful decorations they could find. Streamers hung from the giant dinosaur, Barbara changed the screen on the computer to only show pictures of Bruce photoshopped with a party hat, and Tim installed motion sensor confetti cannons so that one couldn’t walk five feet without being shot with confetti. 

- Nobody really knew how old Bruce is. Tim thought it was 45, but Jason insisted it was at least 50. Damian just insists he’s old and says to leave it at that. So when they put candles on the devil’s food cake Alfred baked, they just bought a hundred candles and crammed them all on, deciding that as of now Bruce is 100. He was not amused. 

- Tim made sure to inform him that he shares a birthday with Tumblr and that he should feel very honored. 

Yakov Always Hated Father's Day

Yakov always hated Father’s Day, and he thought he always would…

He never had much of a father to speak of, and the man that held that title was not worthy of a card or kind words, but he was forced to grin and bear it every year. The card, the family dinner, the hallow words…he had to swallow it all until the day he moved out. He was finally free, at least until he got older.

Then those years haunted him…

Yakov had always wanted children for as long as he could remember, but he was afraid…so terrified that he would turn out like his father. These thoughts plagued him for so long that he never got around to having a child of his own, and the holiday would just be an excuse for guilt and way too many shots of vodka…until Viktor came along.

The boy looked kind of nervous as he held out a card full of colorful scribbles and the juice box Yakov had packed in the boy’s lunch the night before. He went to his office and cried for awhile while he was on the ice, but you could never get him to admit it.

Then there was Georgi, who would always bring him a card and homemade breakfast item. He was unable to stomach the ketchup sandwich he was gifted in the early years, but he loved it anyway.

And Mila, who would always bring him a card and whatever pretty plants she found on her way to the rink, even if they happened to be leaves or spikey weeds.

Yuri with his “old man” cards, that always had something sweet on the inside that no one could see but him, and a note on the bottom that read: “There’s pirozhki on your desk.”

He never hated Father’s Day again…and if you were to search his office you would find a box, stashed in the locked drawer in his desk, that held all his memories. A box that contained cards and dried leaves alike, with a few ketchup packets thrown in just for laughs.

General L headcanons

- Would bite his toenails in front of company until Watari hit him on the head with a rolled up newspaper

- Is scared of monsters and paranormal phenomenon because he can’t protect himself against that

- Would let Mello put makeup on him when Mello was a kid. L likes the feel of lipgloss

- Has to get mats cut out of his hair every four to six weeks

- Loves bubbles baths

- His favourite task force member is Mogi for his quiet diligence

- Is deeply envious of people who wear their hearts on their sleeves as he wishes to be that emotive

- is vegetarian

- Actually hates both tea and coffee but drinks it anyway to seem sophisticated

- Used to join in with karaoke night at Wammy’s and does a pretty great rendition of Mr Brightside

- Always gives Watari a homemade card for Father’s Day

- Used to hide a lizard under his bed as a kid. He kept it for three years until it was discovered

- Got rickrolled for two weeks by clicking on links to ‘important news stories’ from Matt. It took him a while to click. He still hums the song under his breath occasionally

- Would visit Beyond when he was caught on a bi-weekly basis until the Kira case took over. He still calls Beyond even when he’s away

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  • If you have a tournament or a big even a big event, Kuroo will be there cheering for you! I imagine him having those headbands (like what Saeko wears) while he cheers for you; he doesn’t cheer loud but you can tell he’s cheering.
  • When it’s snowing or cold and the two of you are on a date, he always waits for you in the cold with while he’s blowing on his hands and he’s looking cute and all.
  • That being said, he likes to wrap his warm scarf around you and hold your hand so the two of you can stay warm; maybe share a cup of hot cocoa.
  • When Kuroo hugs you, he moves side to side a bit and squeezes you in his arms; his smile is either really big or it’s a small smile that is full of his love for you.
  • You will catch him just looking at you with a love struck smile on his face and it’s the cutest thing ever. He stares at you and is so in love with you that it makes him happy.


  • Loves to sing random songs with you at home. If the two of you are just chilling on the bed he would burst out singing and come lay by you and hold you close while he sings songs.
  • Hates being away from you so he loves cuddling. If he can just hold you and hug you forever, he could.
  • Tells you he loves you multiple times a day, and he means it with all of his heart when he tells you. Right before you leave the house or when you go to do a simple task, his sweet booming voice will call out after you, “I love you!”
  • Bokuto sleeps with a shirt off and it tends to get chilly in the morning, and somehow the covers always end up at the bottom of the bed so Bokuto reaches over for you and holds you close to his chest so you can warm him up for him. bless
  • Whenever he sees something that reminds him of you, he buys it and gives it to you as a gift. He loves buying you gifts, but they’re usually just small gifts like a single flower or a candy bar. His favorite gift he has given to you so far would be a homemade card with a picture of you and him that he drew on the inside.


  • Out of the two above, Kageyama is definitely the shyest. That being said, he shows you his love by sharing his things with you. Even to the most subtle things like his milk!
  • When he gets into a relationship he takes it very seriously, so he’s definitely in love with you. You will always catch him sneaking glances at you and when you catch him, he tries to make excuses, “I was looking at something behind you that’s all!”

  • Always walks you home from school because that’s what a good boyfriend does, or so he’s been told. Sometimes when he’s walking to school alone, he’ll stop by the beautiful blooming fields and pick a few flowers for you, “I saw these on the way and thought you’d like them,”
  • When the two of you are cuddling on the couch together, he always wraps a blanket around the both of you and when you’re all snug and warm, he plays with your hands underneath the blankets. 
  • Loves it when you give him kisses, doesn’t matter where, but he’s a sucker for your kisses. The best reward you can get from Kageyama is a kiss because that’s when you know he truly loves you. He built up all the courage to give you a kiss? He’s definitely thinking about how much you mean to him!
Drawn Together

A/N: Happy Birthday, Hermione Granger!! This is just a fluffy little one shot that came to me as a sweet, fluffy little plot bunny about three hours ago. It may induce cavities. It is also a shameless wave to my #pittp crew!

It had started in third year, a LOT of things started in third year come to think of it. Her 14th birthday had been very uneventful, even as her birthdays went. The Grangers had never been one to make a fuss over birthdays, so Hermione really never missed anything by not being home. She was not like her dorm mates who dramatically announced their birthdays loudly for weeks before the actual date and squealed in excitement when they received magical packages full of completely frivolous gifts. So first and second year passed without anyone, including her best friends, knowing when her birthday even was.

It may have stayed that way indefinitely if it hadn’t been for Crookshanks. When she saw him in the store, she knew immediately how she wanted to spend her birthday money. He was perfect: all ginger fur and attitude and an intelligence that she couldn’t quite explain again, a LOT of things started in third year. But when the store owner gave her the price, and Hermione laid the money out without even flinching, she couldn’t help but notice Ron’s expression. It was a look that made her feel like she did when Malfoy made some snide comment about his robes or his family, so she quickly blurted out, “My parents gave me this money as an early birthday present!” She hoped that it would help soothe his feelings, but instead she could almost hear him thinking, “Ten whole galleons for your birthday! You really are spoiled!”

Of course Ron Weasley wasn’t really thinking that, but it did still shock him that her family seemed to have so much extra. But, in a moment of blossoming maturity, he decided to focus on what she had let slip.

“How early?”


“Your birthday, when is it?”

“Oh…uh…the 19th.”

“Of this month?”


He nodded at her, and before she knew it they were bickering about the merits, or lack thereof, of her new pet. By the time the 19th arrived, she had all but forgotten that she had even told him about it. It was a Sunday, but thanks to her massive course load she was swamped with extra work. She avoided using the Turner unless she could absolutely not avoid it; she had been warned to use it sparingly because there could be side effects, so she spent most of the day literally up to her eyebrows in books and assignments in the library.

As she furiously scribbled revisions on her Arithmancy essay, a short piece of parchment drifted over her stack of texts and landed in front of her surprised face. Lifting her head quickly, she could see no traces of life; the rest of the library’s patrons had cleared out hours ago. When she examined the piece of paper she found that it was some kind of homemade card. It was folded (somewhat unevenly for her perfectionist tastes) and bore “Happy Birthday” in large sloping letters on the front. Opening it she found an illustration of what appeared to be Crookshanks looking into a crystal ball with the caption, “I see that it’s your birthday. Hope it’s purr-fect.” She laughed before she could help herself, and Ron came around the closest shelf holding a small bundle, grinning broadly.

“You are the only person that I have ever met that would voluntarily spend their birthday in a library,” he sat down beside her, offering her what he carried.

“Hmph…just because I was born on this day doesn’t mean I should get behind on my revisions,” she tried to keep her tone stern, but she was sure he could tell just how happy she was that he was there.

“Behind? Hermione Granger has never been behind a day in her life! I bet you were even born early!”

“Well, actually…I was born three weeks before my mother’s due date.”

“Oi! I was just joking, but it all makes sense now!”

“Ha.ha.ha. So, did you come here to tease me or what?”

“Nope…that was just a bonus. I came to bring you that,” he motioned over at what he had sat on the table, “It’s not a gift or anything…I mean…it’s just that I haven’t been anywhere to buy you anything,” his face started to go a little red.

She interrupted, “Of course not, honestly, birthdays are not a big deal to me, the card was great!”

“You liked it?”

“Crookshanks has never looked better!”

“Well, good…I also brought you something to eat. You weren’t at dinner, so I wanted to make sure you didn’t go starving yourself. And I got you a few birthday biscuits! I would have gotten you cake, but you like biscuits better…and cake is hard to carry cause the frosting gets all smushed and…well, any way: cheers!”


She could not believe, later as she drifted off to sleep, just how great a birthday could be.


That had been the start of it. Every year the gift she looked forward to most was Ron’s card. The drawings, which really did show a talent that she could not believe he never showed off to anyone else, were always something amusing and always included a clever caption. She kept them all in a box in her trunk until the day she modified her parents’ memories. She could not bear the thought of them being lost or ruined on the hunt, so she hid them in a secret, magical compartment in her bedroom before leaving for the Burrow.

After their narrow escape from the Ministry, Ron’s splinching, and the effects of the locket, Hermione had all but forgotten about her birthday. And, had she remembered, she would have assumed that Ron surely had more important things on his mind. So, imagine her surprise, her unbridled joy, when she opened The Tales of Beadle the Bard on that one particular Friday in September, to find the gift she wanted almost more than any other because you really can’t wrap a kiss. The card, folded much more beautifully than usual, with an extremely well drawn picture of their tent, nestled in the pines, and the caption “No need to PINE, your birthday will be divine.” She almost groaned aloud at the horrible pun, but stopped short at the signature: Love, Ron.

The night before Valentine’s Day, the last carton of milk in the apartment mysteriously disappeared from the fridge. John wasn’t happy about waking up early to get to the store, but he did so anyway, and the minute the door closed behind him, Sherlock leaped out of his bed and went to wake Rosie.

They’d prepared plenty yesterday. Rosie had cut hearts out of pink construction paper, and now ran around the apartment, taping them to the walls. And Sherlock had done his job too. On each of two hundred origami cranes that he’d folded himself, he’d written “I love you,” and he placed them on every surface he could find. Mrs. Hudson had prepared a delicious batch of sugar cookies, which rested on the table, and she peeked in from the kitchen, ready to take photos. 

When they heard John open the door, Sherlock and Rosie quickly hid behind the couch, Rosie barely able to suppress her giggles. 

“Hello?” John called, stepping into the apartment, putting down his grocery bag, and looking around. Noticing the décor, he remembered which day it was. He’d scheduled a dinner for him, Rosie, Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson, Molly, and Lestrade later that night, and bought a special present for both Sherlock and Rosie, but he hadn’t expected anything like this. Smiling, he continued into the living room. 

This was Rosie’s cue to dance out from behind the couch, while Mrs. Hudson pressed ‘play’ on the cassette player that Sherlock insisted on having for “reasons,” and “science.” “Father and Daughter” by Paul Simon began to play, and Rosie skipped around the living room while John watched, a huge grin on her little face as she tried different ballet poses that Sherlock had taught her.
John’s smile grew as he watched his daughter dance, and he wiped a tear from his eye. As the song ended, she pranced up to John, proudly delivering him a homemade card that read, “I Love You, Daddy” in pink sparkly letters.

John enveloped her in a huge hug, holding her tight and thanking her for the card, but he almost gasped when Sherlock rose from behind the couch, wearing his signature purple shirt and holding a bouquet of roses. 

Before John could speak, Sherlock gestured to Rosie, who skipped over and took the flowers from him and brought them back to her father, who accepted them with teary eyes.

And then “Wonderful Tonight” by Eric Clapton came on, but it wasn’t Eric singing– it was Sherlock’s voice, surprisingly soft and smooth, and all the she’s had been changed to he’s, and John gazed in awe as Sherlock began to dance.
He thought he’d never see anything more beautiful than Sherlock himself, but Sherlock dancing took it to a whole new level. He twirled and leaped delicately, his movements flowing together with the music, and John wondered how he even deserved this amazing a husband, this wonderfully romantic man who he couldn’t ever imagine being without.

The last verse approached, and Sherlock held out his hand to John, gesturing for him to come dance as well. Tears were streaming down John’s cheeks, and he’d never been so happy in his entire life as he took Sherlock by the hands and they danced, looking into each other’s eyes and smiling softly, an incredible moment that neither of them would ever forget.

My darling, you were wonderful tonight.

As the song ended, Sherlock leaned in to kiss John, and Rosie, very used to their displays of affection, clapped and jumped up and down gleefully. John reluctantly pulled away after a few seconds, and in a shaky voice, exclaimed, “I love you, Sherlock. Oh, God, I love you!”

“I love you too, John,” Sherlock whispered back, holding John close and pulling Rosie in so that the three of them could hug.

Mrs. Hudson’s camera flashed as the fathers and daughter embraced, laughing and smiling and full of love, and the tender scene lasted a long time.

And later on, when John unfolded every single one of Sherlock’s paper cranes to reveal two hundred “I love you’s,” his shoulders shook and he began to cry out of pure joy, and Sherlock wrapped his arms around his John and held him there, full of nothing but love that he knew would last forever. 

My darling, you were wonderful tonight.



I didn’t give this one a title. It can speak for itself.


March // Week 10 

I don’t usually gravitate toward blue, but this week I was all about it; I even used it in my homemade thank you card! Also, this is my first time using different headers for the days of the week, and I quite like how it turned out. 


 Currently 📺: New Girl | Season 6: Episode 5


I was worried when I first inherited Claudette that she would be lonely and depressed. I knew parrots were supposed to be social creatures, but I was barely equipped to handle one, much less get her a companion. Aunt June, who had “generously” given the bird to me after discovering how loud and energetic she could be, assured me that Claudette was an independent sort and would be fine on her own.

Claudette and I had a rocky start. I was timid around her large beak and sharp claws and she was slow to trust yet another new person. She’d apparently had a number of homes in her twenty-five years, all of whom had given her up much the same as Aunt June had. That was mostly why I kept her; I felt sorry for her and wanted her to finally have a home, even if it meant a steep learning curve.

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