I have been waiting forever to share this with people who would appreciate it but I had to wait until they went public about it.
SO. On Christmas Eve my brother came over to celebrate Christmas with the family like he always does. My gift is a giant brown paper wrapped package tied with string. I opened it up and SUPRISE
The hard cover harry potter book collection. I have always wanted once since I was removed from my moms house and her boyfriend destroyed my old copies. So this was like, the greatest present ever because it was sooo expensive. So I open it up to bask in its glory when I notice the Chamber of Secrets is turned over. I just thought it was a packing mistake so I go to flip it over and a little blue sock falls out.
And by now I’m like WAIT.
and in the sock is a little note for me.
“We solemnly swear we were up to no good and because we managed to get into some mischief, it looks like you’re finally free to be the best aunt ever!”
I just wanted to share probably the BEST announcement ever with you guys. I am so happy and excited. I have nicknamed it “Dobby” because they are waiting to find out the gender until it’s born.
if there’s one thing i love more than badboy beka and fuckboy beka, it’s softboy beka.
at home in the winter wearing comfy sweats and oversized, chunky knit sweaters and slouchy beanies, drinking tea and tending his plants.
keeping multiple sets of reading glasses scattered around his apartment because he sometimes forgets where he last put them and doesn’t like to go digging every time he wants to read.
volunteering at an animal shelter whenever he gets the chance, and his favorite thing to do is take the big dogs out back and just cuddle em, because everyone knows that big dogs are the most gentle babies and he can relate.
sending his mother flowers for his birthday, because she really did all the work, he just showed up at the end.
keeping a box in his room of little things he finds that remind him of yuri, and every time they see each other, he wraps them up in a brown paper package to give as a hello gift (yuri starts doing it, too, and the first time it happened, otabek got a lil misty).
preferring to decorate his apartment with ferns and succulents and crystals and heavy velvet curtains, partly for aesthetic™, but also because he read a lot of stories about magic when he was a child and he’s fascinated with the idea of nature being mystical, so he wants his environment to feel that way.
going hiking, and always taking a sapling to plant in empty spots of the forest he loves and appreciates so much.
keeping a leather bound journal buried in the drawer of his nightstand that he jots down pieces of dreams he remembers or lyrics to songs he’d like to write or bits of his life he’d like to always remember. when he fills up a journal, he seals it with a string and some wax and dates it so he can go back to it in a year and relive those memories.
never having been much of a holiday guy, but when yuri came into his life, he kinda got dragged into it because that boy LOVES a holiday, so one year he spent three hours researching different ones on google just so he’d be ready when necessary.
whenever he goes home for a visit, it’s a tradition that he sits on the back porch chatting with his parents while his little sisters braid the long parts of his hair with flowers. they always take a group picture when they’re done; he has a corkboard at his place dedicated to just these photos. whenever yuri starts to visit with him, his sisters lose their minds and insist on doing his hair, too. those pictures go at the top of the board.
every time he plays a gig and friends of his go to see it, at the end of the night, he makes sure to round them up and get them safely into a taxi before he packs up his equipment and leaves himself. yuri noticed that he does it after a few times, so he took over the duty whenever he goes to watch, that way otabek can focus on winding down after his set. otabek always gets a little smile on his face whenever his phone lights up with a text that says all good, everyone’s safely on their way home with a picture of yuri giving a thumbs up in front of a cab stuffed with six drunk dudes.
his favorite time of year is the fall, because he loves watching the living alchemy of trees changing colors, and smelling the crispness of the season rushing in, and he knows his birthday is coming and he still gets really excited about it, because it’s nice to get attention for something so mundane sometimes. every year, whatever yuri sends comes stuffed full of confetti in new and creative ways. he still finds pieces of it under his furniture for the next three months no matter how careful he is.
basically, i love otabek ‘look like a badass, walk with love’ altin, and so should you.
Hiya! I don't wanna bother you but I just wanted some tips about the flug mask. Like, how did you go about getting the paper look? Because it looks?? So good??
Hello! Don’t worry, you’re not bothering me at all! Here’s a little step-by-step of how I made the mask^^
Okay, so the ‘bag’ is actually a cardboard box. This way the mask is stronger and won’t break as easily. The box was a little too big so I cut it down, hence the tape xD
Also! If you’re gonna use a cardboard box, I recommend making a head-rest inside. The box won’t move when you move your head, and it’ll move around a lot when you don’t want it to D: I used a strip of cardboard, fitted it round the top of my head, then stuck it down with masking tape!
Then we covered it with brown package paper and folded it at the edges, kinda like origami, to give it that paper bag look - this part was done by @omnomnomducks, but I think if you Google ‘paper bag folding’ or something you should find how to do it :> You could cut out a sheet of paper for each side, but…meh, I think this way looks better and more bag-like.
then we cut some triangles out the bottom of the bag, and stuck the paper down using double sided tape.
then the goggles! I cut out some holes in the mask with scissors (cause, y’know, gotta see out of it somehow xD) The grey part is made of card, and the black part is made from an old pair of tights/pantyhose/whatever you wanna call them - they’re see-through, but no one can see into them :D There’s tons of materials you could use instead if you prefer, like chiffon or mesh fabric…
(I actually made the holes a little bigger later on - as long as the holes are under the ‘goggles’, no one will see them!)
Then the goggles were stuck down using PVA glue, and I went round the goggles and added eyebrows with a Sharpie for a more cartoony look :D The white dots were done using fabric paint. Also on the sides and back of the mask, I used long strips of grey card on each side so it looks like goggles go all the way around my head^^
Hello, my lovely friends, I’m back with another one-shot courtesy of an anonymous prompt submitted by one you beautiful people. Since my birthday is coming up and I’m a bit selfish I decided to finally write this. And here starts the apology for this being so late. I believe this prompt was sent to me a little bit before my hiatus so if the author of this prompt is reading this I hope I did it justice and I’m terribly sorry that it is so late and I do hope you enjoy!
Prompt: Can I have a request where it’s the readers birthday, and for some reason her ex thinks its okay for him to show up with a new girl, the avengers are pissed, reader is upset, and Steve comforts her while the others deal with her ex? Smooches! xx
Word Count: 2,372
A single knock rap against the door of your small apartment, however, it goes unnoticed by you as you sluggishly begin to craft a basic breakfast. You start by cracking a couple of eggs in a small purple bowl quickly mixing the yokes with the egg whites. Placing the mixed eggs in a large saucepan, you set out to make your favorite cheese and bacon omelet.
“You know you really ought to keep your doors lock, Brooklyn can be a scary place.” Your closest friend Steve chuckles from behind you. “Wouldn’t want the birthday girl to be robbed on her very special day.”
The commander places his head in his hands, rubbing small circles into his temples where he can feel the tension building. The headache has been plaguing him all week, much like his captain, with whom he is fast loosing patience. Erwin takes a deep breath and counts to five.
“Levi, I’ve told you before, I don’t have time to take a day off. If we’re to secure funding for our next expedition, this proposal has to be on Zackley’s desk by the end of the week at the very latest.”
“You think Zackley will care if the shitty report is one day late?”
“And,” Erwin continues pointedly, “I still have to see to the quartermaster’s accounts, the armoury inventory and Hanji’s latest…whatever the hell Hanji’s latest thing is.”
“Tch. That can wait.”
The two men glare at each other across the room. Levi folded into a compact knot of annoyance on the couch opposite Erwin’s desk, arms and legs tightly crossed, one foot bouncing in irritation. The commander sitting behind his desk in his shirtsleeves, a smudge of ink on his sleeve, fatigue painting dark circles under his eyes.
“It’s your birthday on Friday, for humanity’s sake take one day off. It’s not going to fucking kill you. Though I might,” Levi mutters darkly under his breath, “stubborn bastard.”
“Captain!” Erwin snaps, temper giving way. “I do not have time for such frivolities!”
The air in the office stills, thick with tension. Levi’s brows narrow dangerously over dark eyes but Erwin catches a glimpse of the hurt flickering below the surface and something twists in his chest.
“Levi,” he starts again in a more conciliatory tone. “I’m sorry, I just really need to get this done. I can’t take a day off and I don’t want anything for my birthday, it doesn’t matter anyway, all I want is a little peace and quiet to get this proposal finished.”
Levi glares at him for a moment longer, before standing abruptly.
“Fine.” He replies tightly, and then he’s gone, closing the door behind him with just a little more force than necessary. Erwin stares at the door in exasperation before returning to his work.
Title: It’s All Hype! Pairings: Ladynoir (Ladybug x Chat Noir), Adrienette (Adrien x Marinette) Summary: Alya accidentally gets the Internet in a frenzy after announcing that Ladybug and Chat Noir are dating, but the two heroes are adamant about correcting the error and making sure the world knows that they’re just friends. So Alya proposes a staged public break up to set everything right.
In hindsight, she really underestimated how utterly freaking difficult that would be.
Day 3: Explosive
“So can I ask you something since you’re my publicist now?”
Alya was sitting in the shade underneath a large oak tree in the middle of the park they were hanging out in. Because it was Sunday, it was relatively empty. There were only around ten or so people, and they didn’t seem interested in causing a fuss over the two heroes being here, so Alya thought it was a safe spot for the three of them to have a quick lunch. She snuck in a takeout container she’d picked up from the Thai place right next to her house, deciding that she needed the energy if she was going to be tackling this break up scheme for any longer. She spoke through a mouthful of noodles. “You do realize I’m not a real publicist, right?”
“Maybe not, but you’re good at your temporary job,” Chat Noir said, sitting on the park bench right across from Alya and chewing thoughtfully on a piece of baguette. “And I trust your opinion.”
“Okay, so what’s your question?”
“Am I allowed to sponsor small businesses? You know, like get on camera, hold up a product and say something like, ‘I am Chat Noir and I’m going to head on over to Tom & Sabine’s for a nice croissant.’”
Alya snorted. “Liking the bread that much, huh?”
“It is literally to
for!” he moaned in delight, taking another huge bite. He poked Ladybug who was next to him calmly eating from the takeout container she’d gotten from the same restaurant Alya had stopped at. “You sure you don’t want any? The bakery is literally right across the street. I always try and pick up something when I’m in the neighborhood.”
“Even transformed?” she teased.
“Of course! The owners love me. Ever since that Animan akuma, they give me free samples. You should take advantage.”
“I’ll make sure to try next time.”
“I’m not much of a commercial filmer. Although…” She put her food aside, took out her cellphone, and held up the camera. “Hold up the packaging with their logo on it and pretend like you’re about to take a huge bite.”
The following is a shortlist of things that I, a Reylo shipper, enjoy and have thus ruined for everyone forever:
Chocolate peanut butter ice cream
Towels still warm from the dryer
Very large dogs who think they are very small dogs
Things that have nothing to do with dinosaurs but are dinosaur-shaped regardless
Brown paper packages tied up with string
And, of course: Star Wars
Enjoyment of these things is now forbidden, as I, a Reylo shipper, have gained enjoyment from them and they are no longer acceptable for popular consumption. Continued enjoyment may be considered on a case-by-case basis; please submit a detailed explanation of any medical reasons that may require you to continue enjoyment of the above items to your nearest Reylo Office to be considered. Forms must be certified and notarized and will receive a response within 6-8 weeks. Do not resume enjoyment of these or any other things until you have received clearance.
The Reylo Office reserves the right to enjoy additional things in the future and thus the above list is subject to change. Please be aware of any possible addenda in order to ensure that you are enjoying things that have not been tainted by our members. You may find it safer to enjoy nothing at all, just to be safe.
And there’s you, Mabel! The frame even matches your sweater! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
Bill seems to be admiring my Bill Table with his big ol’ eye.
But where’s Grunkle Stan?
Ah, trying to hang with/ the mystical alien ladies. I should’ve guessed!
Kinda bummed I didn’t get the Chase Varient of Bill (it would’ve gone really well with my room, given the space paintings I have) but I love them all so it was totally worth the wait! They’re weirdly cute!
When you’d arrived at the Sanctuary, near starved and desperate for the safety, Simon had been one of the first people you’d met. Even covered in more than a week’s worth of grime, hair slicked back and clothes riddled with what felt like more holes than fabric, he’d still find cause to make a pass at you.
At first you’d thought it must be a wind up, a cruel joke to make you look stupid in front of the others but then he’d waggled his eyebrows and the grin that slotted between his moustache had been nothing but genuine. Road weary and still grieving the loss of your husband you’d given him a flat “no, thank you,” that had only made him chuckle before he shook away the word like water off a duck’s back.