Hermione. Listens to podcasts and reads The Observer on her phone at the same time. Has extra bag containing her heels which she puts on when gets to office; keeps it neatly under her feet freeing up the seat beside her.
Ron. Has no idea how to get off. Has no idea how he got on for that matter. Also why does this bus take so long? Why didn’t they take the Knight Bus? Although there is always the chance someone has taken their Hippogriff on the Knight Bus, and they do shit a lot, and Hippogriffs aren’t allowed on London Buses.. That said, something does smell like Hippogriff shit.
Draco. Casting disinfectant charms with no regard for the Statute of Secrecy. Knows how to swipe his oyster card thank you very much Pansy it’s not his fault the gates slammed shut early.
Pansy. Unapologetically does her makeup. Always misses the last train home. Spends a fortune on mini-cabs.
Cormac McLaggen. Manspreads.
Hagrid. Can’t fit through turnstile for the Tube. Sad that he can’t bring Buckbeak.
Harry. Stands always. Even when tube isn’t crowded. Can’t stop staring at the pale blond head in front of him. Is it? Could it be? Why is he here? It wasn’t him yesterday, or the day before, or the week before that .. But it might be today. Very suspicious. Is always late and blaming train delays because he keeps getting off at random stops and following random blonds to make sure that they are not a certain person getting Up-To-No-Good™
Luna. Has never seen such a concentration of Wrackspurts in her life as when she surveys the commuters on the 7.18 Northern Line Tuesday morning.
I’m at the stage in life where I’m just appreciative of everything thus far. I’m beginning to see the fruits of my labor, and I’m still manifesting for more. Patience and self-love has taught me so much over the last 5 months and has introduced me to some beautiful people along the way too. Well-being has become a daily routine and changes are slowly being recognized. Your body regenerates itself every 7 years.. In this cycle I’m going to become the woman that I used to daydream about when I was a little girl. I owe that to myself.
Everything is in great condition:
because I meditate every morning for 40 minutes. I’ve gained closure on
all things that were left unresolved. My thoughts are positive and my
inner voice is still my cheerleader. I’m trying to learn how to vibrate
higher and stay away from people who dim my light, reduce my energy or have me acting out of character.
I read everyday. I’ve stayed clear from those who constantly complain, gossip and have drama. My circle is just calm, pure and light. I make sure, that whoever I interact with, has a positive impact on my energy, otherwise I’m out.
My body because I train daily with my PT and I’m cautious of what I eat. This plant based lifestyle is fun because I’m able to cook everyday. I only drink water and I can infuse it with fruits if I’m craving a flavor. My friends and I have a 10k step target everyday. My hair, my skin, my teeth, everything is just glowing and rewarding me. A bitch is in the sauna every morning.
My soul because I’m no longer harboring any pain from the past. I’m writing and creating. I’ve been blessed with a collective of great people for years and I’m content with that. My surroundings are peaceful and my environment is calm; overall tranquility is still something I’m aiming for. Over the last 4 months, I’ve been focusing more on the things that nourish my soul instead of material bullshit. It’s quite liberating. Plus, I save money and fly out instead of consuming. The same £200 I would spend over the weekend - is a short stay and flight to a city I’ve never been to before.
It’s taken a while to get here.
5 months ago I was living like zombie. It dawned on me, that I’m approaching a new cycle. The next 7 years are really going to shape the rest of my life. I immediately changed and released everything that was jeopardizing my growth. I had to create a daily schedule, change my eating habits and release some people too. I had to spend more time alone, read and self educate and learn how to meditate properly. I had to do all of these things, because I felt like I was losing myself.
I just want someone I can genuinely have fun with. Someone who would rather go on adventures than go to the same stupid bars every weekend. Someone who will show me consistency. Someone who will drive to the city with me to check out little coffee shops. I forgot what it’s like to look forward to seeing someone.
2/3 of the new prints I’ll be debuting at Emerald City Comic Con next weekend! Find me at BOOTH 207 of the show floor - not artist alley! I’ll be sharing space with the “Minor Acts of Heroism” team, aka the Super Cosmic Friends!
Been getting a few questions about them so I’ll do my best to answer the two most common ones.
Where can I get one?
They are premiering at Rose City Comic Con here in Portland NEXT weekend. Artist Alley table S-02 (I’ll be posting a map tomorrow). I will be there all three days so swing by my table to get one!
I’m not going to RCCC, will they be online?
Yes and no. Cosmo Kitty will be available in my Etsy shop after the convention but Rose Kitty may just be an exclusive. Depending on my remaining stock though I might make a limited number available online. We shall see :)
I am super excited about these, I’m glad to know some of you are too!
summary: With great power comes unexpected and awkward side effects. Also: kissing lessons. (Isn’t that how the saying goes?)
a/n: Guess who saw Power Rangers and is predictable trash? Guess who loves all that trope-y cheesiness? Guess who doesn’t remember how to write, but is doing it anyways? Me me me. Anyways, I tried to bring the cheese, my friends, but I’m just not capable of writing poetry like ‘Are we Power Rangers or are we friends?’. Alas.
3/3 of the new prints I’ll be debuting at Emerald City Comic Con next weekend! Find me at BOOTH 207 of the show floor - not artist alley! I’ll be sharing space with the “Minor Acts of Heroism” team, aka the Super Cosmic Friends!
The frigid air blowing against your back did little to alleviate the heat brewing just under your skin, lips parted as you gulped down oxygen. A daze was overtaking your brain as your eyes fell shut and your lungs heaved, a thin layer of sweat coating your skin. His lips pressed into your barely covered chest, followed by your collarbones, making a trail of wet open mouthed kisses up your neck. It made a lazy smile flutter up on your lips, fingers reaching out to push through his hair as his palms slid along your hips, grinding you down against his lap. He leaned forward and combined his lips with your parted ones, exhaling heavily against them as his body fidgeted with a faint moan. It vibrated through you as your palms massaged his broad chest, the car filled with enough heat to begin fogging the tinted windows while you straddled his lap.
Abandoned L train subway station, Chicago. This stop hasn’t been used for around 10 years. It’s hard to see, but there are escalators behind those iron gates. This part of the platform is partially blocked off by the barriers shown in the first photo, but it’s still technically accessible because it’s in between existing stops. Photos taken by me 5/27/17.
I travelled to Hamburg last weekend. That city had been on my list for a long time but I didn’t know anything about it. However, once I arrived there, I fell in love with it immediately 😍 It’s hard to believe but I visited only one café (they had books there too).