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The first in my long project of giving the witches of the main show original human forms. The lovely and distrustful Gertrud! 🦋

(I do have rudimentary stories for all of them saved somewhere, so if anyone's interested in that, let me know)

And his crew never tells him because they don't wanna get yelled at

REAL WORLD TRIVIA TIME!

Whether slurping is considered rude is cultural

In Japan, it can be rude not to slurp, because slurping shows how much you're enjoying the food

So this could be:

Zuko on his ship: *slurps*

The Cook: *quietly pleased that even Prince Brat likes his cooking*

But this could also be:

Zuko at the Western Air Temple: *sllluuuurps at everything the Gaang serves*

Katara: *eye twitch* His mouth is full of water I could do it, I could murder him right now

Sokka: Not until he teaches Aang please

#Actually it would be really funny if that was one of the things that gave Zuko away as fire nation #yes they're all peasants but that doesn't mean he can abandon his manners!

So I present to you:

Zuko on the ferry: *slurps now that he has decent ill-gotten food*

Steve and Tony + comics quotes (1|?)

+ Bonus:

your honour I love him

Pietro with his cheeseburgers based on Clint’s professional diagnosis apparently 💀

with the heart of a child and the wit of a fool it’s a wonder why i don’t try to build a wall around you

Obligatory miserable!Clint ‘frame’. I keep weeping quietly that Clint’s recovery would be quicker and a lot less painful if Bucky were around to keep clutter at bay, take Lucky for walks and make sure that everyone eats and sleeps :(

alter boys, altered boys we’re the things that love destroys

SMACS 0723

southern ring nebula

carina nebula (NGC 3324)

stephan's quintet

We’ve reached Year 3. The story picks up, it becomes slightly more independent from the books (still follows cannon though). I’d love to know what you guys think! What you like or don’t, what could improve, what you’d like to see! __ “What in the bloody hell is that?” Mark whispered his hand going up to grip Robin’s wrist tightly. The words were stuck in Robin’s throat. A sense of despair was creeping up the back of his neck. The cloaked figure slowly made its way forward, nearing their door. This wasn’t good. 

He glanced around, noticing how Alicia was clutching Michael’s hand tightly, her terrified face glued to the door. Michael was holding her tightly with one arm, the other was clutching his wand. Lucas had strode over and pulled Clover to him. The Slytherin girl had turned to hide her face against his chest, her hands trembling slightly. Trisha was covering her eyes with her hands but Robin could tell she was peeking through her fingers. Evelyn was sitting straight next to her and he could make out the quick puffs of breath that were leaving her lips. She was hyperventilating. 

“They do say the line between love and hate is thin.” Lucas waggled his eyebrows. “Maybe this was Malfoy’s misguided attempt to express his emotions.” Robin roared with laughter at the notion.

He felt guilty whenever he laughed nowadays. It felt wrong to find joy when two of his friends were laying in a hospital bed. They had all confessed to feeling the same. As the months passed, they all seemed to grow more desperate for a cure. To make matters worse, Justin Finch-Fletchley and Penelope Clearwater had also been petrified and, somehow, even a ghost had fallen victim to the attacks.