#this took me 9 hours 💃🕺💃🕺

[murdleandmarot]

@toki-toro A Skimble for you, and @mysticalcats a Foxglove for you :D

#this took me 9 hours 💃🕺💃🕺 #I wasn’t wearing my glasses for about half of them and forgot that they were on my head #fortunately I am an enjoyer of video essays so I was entertained #I’m so sorry if Foxglove’s color looks off 😭 curse you watercolor paints #SKIMBLE SKIMBLE SKIMBLE IM SO FUCKING HAPPY WITH HOW HE TURNED OUT #he was SO heavily inspired by Mexico’s 1991 production of the show #their Skimble is 100% one of my favorites he’s so fluffy and fun I want to explore a giant playground with him #yes that is uh. scotch in one of his hands. Skimble D:< drinking on the job?? how dare you #his hairrrrrr im so happy with how his coloring came out #skimbleshanks #cats the musical #cats musical #cats oc #not my oc #oc: foxglove #Bluebelle was my guinea pig for my Watercolor experiments everyone say thank you Bluebelle #I’ll prolly post her painting later bc ngl she looks great #water colors are IN colored pencils are OUT #sorah’s silly scribbles

[tortoisebore]

someday snippet 🕺

my fav @kaaaaaaarf tagged me in this like multiple days ago & i’m just now getting to it 🫠 but i have multiple things to share with you this time!

here’s the first 400 or so words of chapter 9 AND the chapter summary. as a bonus, i can also tell you for certain that the title is “slow motion” and that this chapter is 100% sirius’ pov 🫶

tagging anyone that hasn’t been tagged & wants to share!! let me read ur wips!! 💃

tw beneath the cut: physical abuse, specifically being hit in the face by a parent

Galavanting, sightseeing, and meeting the parents (amongst other things) (aka New York pt. 1).

Sirius was eleven the first time he thought about running away from home.

The idea came to him on the day of the annual Black Family Christmas Eve Party—a sordid, stuffy affair that usually involved standing next to Regulus in an itchy wool jacket and smiling politely when spoken to by various pompous, wrinkled extended family members. Sometime during cocktail hour, he’d snuck off to steal a bit of dessert from the kitchen only to be caught by his mother halfway down the hall. She’d dragged him upstairs, fuming, angrier than he’d ever seen her, landed a sudden sharp smack to his cheek and banished him to his room without dinner.

Sirius remembered that night vividly—the very first time his mother had hit him, the very first time he hated her enough to want to leave and never come back. That will show her, he’d thought angrily, leaning halfway out his open bedroom window, letting the frigid December wind cool the burning remnants of her hand on his cheek. I’ll run away and find a better mother and she’ll be sorry she wasn’t nicer to me.

Eventually, when the occasional smack on the cheek seemed to get old and his mother took to hitting him with belts and plates and fire pokers instead, Sirius would lose the belief that she would be anything other than relieved to be rid of him.

Even as life at home shifted, growing more explosive and exhausting as the years went on, the plan never changed. From that first Christmas Eve—exactly four years before he’d end up leaving for good, the first of many angry, lonely midnights he spent staring restlessly at the ceiling above his bed—the plan was always James.

Sirius’ first visit to the Potters’ townhouse had felt like walking into an especially pleasant dream—snapping open the gate to the wrought iron fence out front, dropping his backpack neatly by the door while James threw their shoes into a pile down the hall and skidded into the kitchen, pulling handfuls of snacks and treats and sugary drinks from the fridge before thundering upstairs, shouting for Sirius to follow.

It was warm there, full of giant windows and golden light in the summer and crackling fireplaces in the winter, steaming hot dinners and laughter that brought tears to his eyes. Sirius was more himself there than anywhere else—never felt the need to look over his shoulder or tiptoe across rooms because his presence was welcomed. Treasured.

#tag game!!! #hey sharpshooter #WE’RE MAKING PROGRESS BOYS #SHE’S COMING #sirius my love he just never wants to work w me #also karf what was going on in that snippet 😀 why is my boy sad 😀 don’t do this to me 😀 karf look at me 😀 don’t do this 😀

[dan6085]

50 Hilarious Tweets or X'es about Golf:

1. "Golf: the only sport where whispering is encouraged, but profanity is still heard miles away. 🤐⛳️ #GolfEtiquette"

2. "Trying to figure out my golf swing is like solving a Rubik's Cube blindfolded. 🤷‍♂️🏌️‍♂️ #GolfStruggles"

3. "Golf is the only time I willingly walk for miles, but heaven forbid I forget my car keys at home. 🚶‍♂️⛳️ #Priorities"

4. "My golf swing is so unique, even the squirrels stop to watch in amazement. 🐿️🏌️‍♀️ #WildlifeFans"

5. "You know you're getting old when you start trading in your bucket list for a golf cart. 🧓⛳️ #GoldenYears"

6. "Golf is a sport where 'tee' time becomes 'tea' time if you're in the wrong mood. ☕️🏌️‍♂️ #CaffeineCuresAll"

7. "In golf, I aim for the fairway but end up on the runway. 🛫🏌️‍♀️ #AirborneGolf"

8. "Golf is like a marriage: I'm committed, but sometimes it drives me to drink. 🍻⛳️ #GolfWisdom"

9. "Golf is the art of yelling 'fore' and then pretending like you knew where the ball was going. 🤷‍♀️🏌️‍♂️ #BallWhisperer"

10. "I hit the ball so far out of bounds that even GPS said, 'You're on your own, buddy.' 🌲🏌️‍♂️ #LostInNature"

11. "My golf handicap is my inability to count all the strokes I took on the last hole. 🤦‍♂️⛳️ #MathChallenge"

12. "Golf: the only time I have more clubs in my bag than friends in my contacts. 📱🏌️‍♀️ #SoloSport"

13. "I swear golf balls have a secret society and only come out of hiding when I'm not looking. 🕵️‍♂️⛳️ #HideAndSeekChamps"

14. "I played golf in a windstorm today. My swing was like a tornado, but the ball went two feet. 🌪️🏌️‍♂️ #WindAssist"

15. "Golf: where 'slice' is not just a pizza term, but also my swing style. 🍕🏌️‍♀️ #PizzaSwing"

16. "My golf swing is a combination of yoga poses and interpretive dance moves. 🧘‍♂️💃⛳️ #UniqueTechnique"

17. "I don't need a caddy; I need a personal therapist for my golf ball. 🎤🏌️‍♂️ #BallTalks"

18. "Golf is like a puzzle. Unfortunately, I'm missing a few pieces and the picture is still unclear. 🧩⛳️ #PuzzledGolfer"

19. "Golf: where I find more sand than at the beach, and my scorecard is a work of modern art. 🏖️🎨 #SandTrapMasterpiece"

20. "If my golf swing were a dance move, it would be the 'Chaotic Chicken.' 🐔🕺⛳️ #EpicFail"

21. "They say golf is a good walk spoiled. I say it's a good walk made even better by swearing. 🚶‍♀️🤬⛳️ #WalkingTherapy"

22. "My golf swing has more angles than a geometry textbook. 📚🏌️‍♂️ #GeometryPro"

23. "I played 18 holes today. Correction: I played 1 hole 18 times. 🔄⛳️ #GroundhogDayGolf"

24. "Golf: where a 'hole in one' is as elusive as a unicorn wearing sunglasses. 🦄😎⛳️ #MythicalAchievement"

25. "Golf is a game of patience, precision, and pretending I'm not frustrated. ⏳🎯⛳️ #ZenGolfer"

26. "My golf swing is so graceful, it could audition for a ballet performance. 🩰🏌️‍♀️ #SwingDance"

27. "I've perfected the art of missing the ball in the most artistic ways possible. 🎨🏌️‍♂️ #AbstractGolf"

28. "Golf: where my sand wedge has seen more action than my passport. 🏖️✈️ #JetsetterGolfer"

29. "Golf tip: Don't worry about your score. Focus on how many snacks you can fit in your golf bag. 🍟🏌️‍♀️ #SnackGoals"

30. "I'm convinced that golf balls have secret teleportation powers. How else do they disappear so fast? 🌀⛳️ #MagicBalls"

31. "Golf is a game of opposites: The harder I try, the shorter the ball goes. 🤯🏌️‍♂️ #ReverseLogic"

32. "Golf: where 'improving my swing' really means 'mastering the art of selective hearing.' 🙉🏌️‍♀️ #SelectiveListening"

33. "Why is it that my golf ball can find water faster than I can find my car in a parking lot? 🌊🚗⛳️ #WaterSeeker"

34. "My golf strategy: Hit the ball and then act like I meant to hit it exactly where it landed. 🎭🏌️‍♂️ #ActingSkills"

35. "Golf is the only sport where you can spend hours searching for lost balls and still consider it a victory. 🔍🏌️‍♀️ #HiddenTreasures"

36. "I could win an award for 'Most Creative Divots' on the golf course. 🏆🏌️‍♂️ #DivotArtistry"

37. "Golf: where my short game is long on excuses. 🏌️‍♀️⏳ #ExcuseMaster"

38. "My golf swing is a delicate balance of hope and denial. 🤞🤷‍♂️⛳️ #WishfulThinking"

39. "If there were a golf championship for hitting trees, I'd be the reigning champion. 🌳🏆🏌️‍♀️ #TreeHuggerGolfer"

40. "I once hit a golf ball so far into the woods, even the squirrels were impressed. 🐿️🏌️‍♂️ #WoodlandFans"

41. "Golf: where my scorecard is a constant reminder that numbers can be traumatic. 18 holes, 1 mental breakdown. 🔢😫⛳️ #MathAnxiety"

42. "Golf is like a rollercoaster: thrilling, filled with ups and downs, and I often scream. 🎢😱🏌️‍♀️ #GolfCoaster"

43. "My golf swing is so unique, it has its own fan club – consisting of confused ducks. 🦆🏌️‍♂️ #DuckAppreciation"

44. "Golf etiquette: Whispering, delicate movements, and then someone inevitably yells 'FOUR!' 🤫🗣️⛳️ #WhisperFail"

45. "Golf is my form of meditation. I focus on the ball, ignore everything else, and still achieve enlightenment... in the clubhouse. 🧘‍♀️🍻⛳️ #ClubhouseZen"

46. "Golf strategy: Hit the ball with precision and hope it doesn't defy the laws of physics. ⚛️🏌️‍♂️ #QuantumGolf"

47. "My golf swing has been described as 'graceful chaos.' Imagine a swan attempting to dance to heavy metal. 🦢🤘🏌️‍♀️ #MetalSwan"

48. "Golf: where I spend more time strategizing my excuse for bad shots than actually practicing. 🤔⛳️ #ExcuseMastermind"

49. "I thought I heard my golf ball whispering, 'Let's try the sand trap this time, it's cozy there.' 🏖️🏌️‍♂️ #BallWhispers"

50. "Golf tip: If you're feeling confident, remember that golf stands for 'Game Over, Lost Forever.' Proceed with caution. ⚠️🏌️‍♀️⛳️ #GOLF"