•His eyes when he smiles
•His actual smile
•The way his whole face lights up when he’s laughing (and the stars shine in his eyes)
•Him being able to make everyone in the room laugh
•The cheesy agyeo
•The love that he has for his members
•The love he has for us Aroha
•Vocals, Vocals, Vocals (he sings like and angel ok)
•His dorkyness (dorkiness?)
•His acting in TBC
•When he dances
•Jaw that was sculpted my magic
•He some how has the perfect eyebrows
•Can’t forget the adorable ears
•Short but tall in spirit
•I just love him a lot
You’ve tainted every memory I have.
No matter what I remember - I remember you.
It doesn’t matter how far back I go - you’re there.
Years before I met you, even childhood memories - I remember you. Not because you were there at the time - but because they’re memories I’ve shared with you, or they’re memories that remind me of a feeling you once gave me.
There is no part of me you haven’t touched.
Every place I go I think of you - even the places I’ve never been to with you, because at some point I’ve been there and I’ve thought of you.
You’re everywhere ….. and it’s killing me.
You’re in my head.
You’re in my heart.
I wanna write a 9000 page novel where Sirius raises Harry and they’re visited all the time by uncle Remus, who keeps trying to teach 6 year old Harry advanced magic despite the fact he’s six, talks to him like he’s also 28 and basically raises him to be the most anti-anti-humanist ever, the kind of kid who stands up for anyone who’s looked down on, because Harry’s favourite Uncle can’t even get a job because he’s a werewolf. So as if he’s going to stand back and let poor, near-non-magical Neville be bullied by Draco when people like Malfoy have been looking down on Harry’s family and loved ones for years. Auntie Andromeda always has coffee with Sirius in Muggle cafes to rub it into her sisters’ faces that oh, look, she, the Blood traitor is having coffee with another blood traitor and also to bitch incessantly about the Black family with him. She leaves cool cousin Tonks to babysit tiny Harry; she entertains him by morphing into barnyard animals and regaling him with stories about her adventures at Hogwarts and the new DADA teacher who she predicts is going to go nuts before the end of the year.
And Blood Traitors have to stick together, right? The Weasleys are frequent visitors to Grimmauld Place; the kids sometimes stay over because everyone loves Sirius, and Harry and Ron have been BFFs since when they could only speak in gargles and wails. Bill grows his hair long with Sirius as his fashion and coolness icon, and comes home grinning one day when he’s 16 because he just got a piercing while Sirius shamelessly egged him on. Percy is aghast, and is swimming in horrified disapproval. Well, even if Sirius is a terrible influence, he at least now has opportunities to harass Remus as to how exactly to become Head Boy. Sure, he hasn’t started school yet, but is he going to let that stop him? He needs to be prepared. (Is there an application? Does he need to become a prefect first? What does he have to do???!!)
And the twins, God, the twins. Sirius tells them literally everything there is to know about pranking the teachers, gaining Peeves’ respect, while Remus suggests that maybe, just maybe they should try to work a bit more on their grades, and, incidentally, have they worked out how to open that map yet? They are regaled with stories about the misdeeds of the Marauders (somehow, all the stories manage to leave out that other boy, Peter or something). Molly is disapproving of Sirius’s influence on the twins who, under his tutelage, are becoming even more of a pain in the behind than they were before. But at least Remus is there to stress the importance of getting good marks, even if they don’t listen.
She has nothing against Sirius really; for goodness sakes, somehow she always finds that there’s a bit more money in their Gringotts’ vault that she recalled there being, and all her children end up with new school robes and books and owls and wands, and she strongly suspects that Sirius - or perhaps Harry himself, she can’t work out who - has been sneaking money into the Weasley vault, especially as they’re terrible actors and are the worst at pretending they have ‘no idea what she’s talking about’ when she tries to give it back. The Weasleys aren’t the first poor family they’ve been charitable to - she knows for a fact that that young Remus Lupin Percy is so enraptured by hasn’t been able to find a job anywhere because of his - unfortunate condition, yet he always seems nicely-dressed and well-fed despite that. And beforehand, Charlie’s ambitious future of working in Romania with dragons didn’t seem likely… at least, until it was financed as a ‘graduation gift’.
But she doesn’t like how he’s so laid back when he’s raising a child. She yells at him. He yells at her. They argue. Sometimes they don’t speak to each other at all. But Sirius does start to behave a little more responsibly around Harry, and Molly does let her hair down a bit, and they don’t see eye to eye all the time, but one thing they have in common is that they love all those kids and they’ll adapt and try to change for them.
Arthur is enraptured by Sirius’s ‘motorbycle’, always asking how it works and if he can ride it and where can he get one of them, he needs it for… education purposes. Molly outright refuses to let him buy one of those dangerous machines, you have no idea how Muggle inventions work, you could get killed, we have no idea how Muggle currency works, and anyway, how can we possibly afford one?
Sirius buys him one for Christmas. He grins at Molly when Arthur nearly has an aneurysm when he sees it. Arthur crashes it within a week, and Sirius admits that okay, maybe it wasn’t the greatest idea but - Molly, stop glaring at me like tha- Molly -
And worst (or maybe most entertaining) of all, Ron has been subjected to the Bad Influence of Sirius Black and the twins. As has Harry. By the time they start school, Ron and Harry’s snark and roasting factors have increased by 200%. Snape doesn’t stand a chance. McGonagall screams when they arrive at Hogwarts.
Sirius and Harry don’t just have each other, they have Remus and the Weasleys, and, unlike canon, they both get a new family. Sirius lost the love of his blood family, he lost James’s parents who adopted him as their own, and he lost James and Lily, but he’s gained the Weasleys and he’s always had Remus, even if there is that aching, angry spot that was Peter Pettigrew, that will probably never go away entirely. Harry has never known what it was like to be hated by his family, all he’s ever known was love and friendship and happiness.
Ok. I had a business dinner last night, and am just catching up. I logged in to what feels like “picturegeddon”. WTH???
Here is what I see…..it is a cute pic of Sam and Cait at the party. Quite frankly, Cait looks a little drunk, (and who can blame her after the last two weeks!), and Sam seems to be supporting her and happy to do it. I found it interesting that they were standing like this right in front of “others” and looks like a photographer walked by and said say cheese! My guess is that Cait had her arm that way not because she didn’t want to touch him, but because they already were, and that is a no-no….at least right now. You see, that is the problem with SC….they are magnets to one another, and why they have had to appear seperate during this latest shitshow. If they are anywhere near each other….they drift right on in, and that flies in the face of the current narrative. Think of this as Baftas…part 2! The parallels are right there, and we know how “happy” they were there (not)! And we would have bought it had that backstage picture not come out. This is exactly the same.
I completely understand that angst and emotions of the past two weeks, and we are entitled to them. But for heaven’s sake…stop looking for the sky to fall. We all agreed that we would not write this bs narrative for them, and don’t you find it intersting that after a day of silence on Shaggy and Scooby, we actually saw SC emerge a little (on TW, and then that pic). Have you ever thought that just maybe they were glad someone believed in them when they are spinning in this shitshow themselves?? I have said this before….when it’s dry and dusty, people are edgy, yet when it rains to clean it up we bitch about the rain!!
It is ok to think and feel, but I am sticking to what I have always seen (people….did you forget everything from January??), and I am still sitting back watching, smiling sometimes and snarking at others, but SC are still there. I can also point out quite a few “staged” events, just from the weekend alone, but I won’t put them here. Like I said earlier…I won’t write their narrative for them, and based on the carefully placed shots and everything else we have seen, they are reading our blogs and we are feeding it. If you want to feed it, feed it with what you want to see, not with help to perpetuate it. That picture was proof. And, we should be reblogging the hell out of it, not tearing it apart. We will get enough of that when Shaggy shows back up. After all, that one has been through the car wash and simonized!! But remember, you can’t really polish a clunker. And always admire the “classics” when you see them, and SC were the classics at that party.
Try to have a good Tuesday sweet shipsters. Love to you all, and find your chill. Trust me, it’s there!!😚😍❤
Some things to remember about the scene where Eren defends Mikasa:
1- Eren was aware of how delicate his situation was and kept quiet no matter how bad the things that were thrown at him (“monster” “it’s better to kill him” “experiment on him and then dispose of him”), but it was impossible for him to keep silent seeing them throwing accusations at Mikasa.
2- Eren’s language when he screams “NO!” was very informal, which counts as something very disrespectful and unfavorable coming from someone in his situation, throughout the entire court Eren kept a formal speech until they brought up Mikasa and persisted enough for him to lose it and not care anymore (when he calms down after that he rectifies by using a more respectful term, but point still stands)
3- Eren sure had things to say to the people present there from the start, but it wasn’t until they brought up Mikasa into it
that he couldn’t hold it any longer and decided to let them hear what he had to say which resulted in him getting his ass kicked by captain smurf
4- “I may be a monster”,
he says thisnot caring about the dangerous consequences it entails, just as long as it keeps Mikasa off the hook
i can’t focus on things for long. my brain doesn’t let me. if i need to focus, i need to move. my leg has to bounce, i need to fidget.
i can never finish what i started. tasks I start off excited about quickly get left behind in favour of new, more stimulating things.
i need to have a million things going on to feel satisfied. music and a book, a game and a movie, i have to have constant stimuli of every kind.
everything is a distraction. noise, lights, etc. even without physical distractions, my brain wanders off. i have to re-tune in to things, often after several minutes.
i never know when to shut up. i try, but it’s hard. and i always interrupt people. i hate waiting for turns, i need to be engaged constantly. listening to other’s is a struggle.
organizing is impossible. my room is always a mess, no matter how much i want to clean it. i lose everything constantly: my phone, my keys, my wallet, the remote, my pen. everything.
if i don’t like it, i can’t do it. even if i have to. if i like it, focusing is easier, but my attention still waivers.
some days are worse. some days, my brain is jumping from activity to activity. staying on tasks i usually enjoy wont happen. sitting still is impossible. when i can’t move or i feel bored, i get extremely frustrated and angry. everything in me wants to scream.
i always forget to do things i need to. notes and reminders don’t help. i have needed to pay my brighthouse bill for 2 months and i still haven’t.
i got so frustrated in class when i couldnt focus that i had to leave and i cried in the hallway. this isnt a first.
in elementary school, id read instead of paying attention in class because my books could hold my attention and didnt make me restless.
in middle school, i doodled instead of paying attention. i almost failed algebra because i couldn’t focus on the content. somehow i got a 5/5 on the exam.
i cried in the shower tonight because my brain doesn’t work.