#but i should have a cat in the next week or so lets go 🥳

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sorry been mia. i am getting a cat (:

#since im moving !!! #to an apartment (: #was going to get a dog but i was suggested a cat instead #ive never had a cat though so im very nervous 👁️👁️ #🧍🧍🧍 #but i should have a cat in the next week or so lets go 🥳 #also……. #if anyone has any advice for a first time cat person…….. #feel free to drop in my asks cause i have no idea what im doing #🤯🤯

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Sasori’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Tobi/Obito

Obviously.

You can gloat all you want but the fact of the matter is you’re wrong; NOTHING is eternal. 

But can you keep it up without chakra strings? 🤔

Asleep or awake it’s all the same thing.

Go ahead and tell them. They’ll just think you’re crazy 😜 

I’ve tried but Hidan is insufferable and the only way to truly hurt Kakuzu is in his wallet.

Ok please just look at this tooth I feel like it’s throbbing out of my head 😣

Me and you? Teaming up? What a novel idea … REJECTED.

It’s not ridiculous. When you were human did you never just eat a bag of sugar?? It’s so soothing.

He said no cats or dogs. Not a thing about birds. And besides if Itachi can have 900 crows I can have a parakeet. 😤

From Zetsu

I don’t know why YOU get to keep all the best bodies every single time 😒 Your art isn’t more important as my stomach.

I licked his arm once but my goodness he had such a bitter aftertaste.

Clay and gunpowder. Sometimes aftershave.

It wasn’t me this time. Must have been an animal. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Me either! No Bowel Movement Club 🥳

I imagine it’s only the first blow that truly hurts. After that the body goes into too much shock to register the pain. 

From Nagato

Well I figured that with your expertise in puppet chakra control, my bodies wouldn’t be that much different to you.

Redhead unity ✊🏻

Let’s be real, here; Konan is the one running this thing.

I can if it’s cut into very small pieces. And drink lots of water afterwards.

At least yours wasn’t a goddamned pervert.

Clearly I can’t stop these things. All I can do is strongly advise you three use protection with them. Our organization is not equipped to care for babies.

I’ve never really had time to properly train it. I’ve never even heard that much about it before. Maybe Itachi will know.

Yes but I firmly believe we choose our families. And I chose this one. Even Hidan.

From Konan

No, thank you. I’ve learned to appreciate my flaws and live with them.

Okay once again, PLEASE read that book I got you on how to talk to women. For the love of God. 🤦‍♀️

Actually most of them make me sneeze; that’s why I started making paper ones lol 

Of course I can teach you. Why do you want to learn? So you can dance with a certain someone 😏

Yeah, preferably one that’ll give me a pick-up in the mornings.

If you use your chakra strings to make him trip down the stairs I will love you for forever.

I know you don’t eat but you should come for the conversations.

I know he’s been using mine the bottle was full 3 days ago and now it’s almost empty 😡

From Kisame

Itachi and I are traveling past there on our next mission. If you write down what herbs you need I’d be happy to pick them up for you on our way back.

I’m sorry; if I’d known you wanted to use the body I wouldn’t have chewed off the hands 😣

Well I suppose both have caffeine but to me, tea is more calming.

I understand but if it happens again, tell him I won’t be looking the other way. 

I don’t know. If he’s not sleepwalking he’s up for days at a time. I’m worn out trying to keep up 🫠

Please join us; Monopoly seems like it’d be your game.

I stayed until they wanted to do karaoke. Then I snuck out the back door.

That’s more Zetsu’s thing. I only do it if I’m really hungry.

Ah but, if you’re truly going to live forever, why not have some fun with life?

Yes I’ve noticed. Everyone has. But I’m fairly certain Deidara sees nobody but YOU in that way.

From Itachi

My thanks.

Not so bad today actually 

I would just say “ignore it” but he’ll probably throw a bomb into your face so 🤷🏻‍♂️

Well I was going to paint it yellow so it’d be more cheerful but Kisame thinks it would drive me crazy after a few weeks.

Watch the video I just sent and tell me that’s not Hidan 😂

Kisame said to ask you two. Tell Dei they have bakudan.

They just like to sit on top of them. I promise they aren’t pecking or causing any damage to the wood.

One of the funniest things I ever read. Laughed so hard I had to go to bed early because my head was pounding so hard after. But don’t tell Hidan, he’d kill me.

I’m not sure. But after I die you’re free to take one of my eyes and put it into your puppet to see.

From Hidan

No really DO you have one? 🤔

Wtf are you gonna do tho like won’t you catch on fire in the sun?!

He’s my best friend and I love him in a not gay way. So it IS my business asshole.

Thanks puppet dick, I’ll make Kakuzu pay you later. He prob won’t but 🤷🏼‍♂️

No fuck that, that cake was MINE they’re just being little bitches about it 

Damn could you be any gayer for him?

Wait, CAN you fly??

Stop being stingy puppet fuck just give me an arm that shoots fire it’ll be an early birthday present pleeeeease 

Idc get this thing out of my room it’s creeping me tf out 😒

From Kakuzu

I’ve tried but the only way I could see it legitimately working is if I sewed his mouth shut.

Oh of course. I’m always happy to spend an evening surrounded by culture.

That would be ideal but you know how sensitive Leader is about his appearance.

Yes but it’s the most expensive there. You’d be better off disguising yourself and getting it from your old village.

Honestly, at 91? I’m surprised it hasn’t turned to dust yet.

Perhaps Kisame would join us. Give us an evening away from the wives.

I know but what else could we do? He refuses to accept treatment. The only way we could “help” is slipping it into his tea.

Page 34. I wrote notes along the side of the diagram.

I would rip out all of my hearts before I let anyone, including you, spend money on something like that.

From Deidara

No but I’m pretty sure you enjoy making me beg.

Wasn’t me. And you can’t prove otherwise 😈

Your lack of appreciation for my art is truly the most horrible thing about you 😒

Well tough shit it’s MY turn to choose and that’s what we’re doing

Well yeah it’s awkward but I don’t want you worrying. I’m *yours*. I’ve made that clear.

Idc I’ll wear it every single day 😭

If Itachi or Kisame asks, me and Hidan were with you from 12-5 yesterday. Okay?

Keep sending pics like that and you’re gonna end me 🥵

Oh come on pleeeease? I’ll feed it and walk it and everything!

My bed or yours? 

Did you make it yourself?? Awww thank you Sasori 🥰

It’s not the only thing that’s tight ~ 😏

A real boyfriend wouldn’t question it he’d just bring a shoe and come kill it !

Hey at least I found BOTH arms this time!

Geez that sounds so boring. Can’t he send Kakuzu and Hidan instead?!

You know I hate that word … but yes, forever. And ever and ever and ever. 💛

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I posted 1,851 times in 2022

That's 753 more posts than 2021!

43 posts created (2%)

1,808 posts reblogged (98%)

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I tagged 372 of my posts in 2022

#disney - 17 posts

#taylor swift - 12 posts

#tangled - 12 posts

#haikyuu - 9 posts

#encanto - 9 posts

#personal - 8 posts

#i love this - 7 posts

#actually phobic - 5 posts

#new dream - 5 posts

#this is cool - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#and i think maybe a good measurement of it is how often i think something along the lines of kinda want to be thrown off a cliff oh wait no

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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Hello all! The animal today is a black cat in accordance with Halloween and (more importantly) Midnight's release in less than a week! I think we have an exciting week ahead of us, eh? So I want to know, what is your favorite thing about release week? Mine personally is being surprised by all the little fun things Taylor does during the week! And of course getting new music (duh?) So what is yours?

Let's share what we're most excited for this week and remember to tag animalanon (if so desire) so we can all share our excitement for this new album and show Taylor (and each other) some love! And remember, each of you are wonderful and deserving human beings who are very much loved 🥰. Now let's have a party!l (squirrels are not invited) 🥳 🥳🥳.

-animal anon

Hello!

I think just the experience of adding to all the memories and connections I have of/with Taylor, her songs, and the fandom is my favorite! I have very specific memories of listening to each album throughout the years and I'm excited to see where Midnights will fall in my life story. What moments will it soundtrack? Which songs will mean one thing on Friday, and something else entirely to me next year? Which one will be my best friend's favorite? What will the rest of this era look like? Every new thing is exciting. (Also, super cool that it's coming out just 2 days after my birthday!)

3 notes - Posted October 16, 2022

#4

Sometimes I read fiction with a protagonist who has a phobia of germs (or OCD that presents similarly) and everytime I'm struck by how relatable they are. I don't have those conditions, but I do have my own phobia. Sonething about it just hits. These characters withstand their own battering thoughts, cope with the same actions over and over, and feel the tide of anxiety that rises and falls without notable cause. It just makes me feel less alone, I guess? Like it isn't just me who's haunted by my own brain and tires myself out seeking safety.

5 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#3

Every time Taylor mentions being an outcast as a child being the root of her current actions, I am over the moon. There's something so close to my heart about her acknowledging it. This shared experience is what drew me to her in the first place, the way we both sat at that lunch table and nobody wanted us there! The way we looked at girls with shiny, perfect hair and felt some mix of jealousy or fear. The way every kid like us grew up, and now we're all adults. Adults who carry those responses and fears and coping mechanisms everywhere we go.

6 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

#2

My Lover anniversary hot take is that people who criticized the album's focus on romantic love while saying Soon You'll Get Better doesn't belong on the album should shut the fuck up

6 notes - Posted August 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Obsessed with Taylor having friends who will defend her. We all know we'll be here, doing that, til the end of time. But it's nice to see the celebs and artists around her join in too

30 notes - Posted January 25, 2022

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Harpies vs Cannons

It’s not like Hermione to be late, truly.

The thing was that she had been working on a new filing system all week—the most pressing of a laundry list of improvements that she intended to make in her new post as the librarian at Devon Academy—and had completely lost track of the time. Her predecessor at the school had been long-overdue for retirement, and from the sounds of things, quite checked out in her management of the school’s resources.

Even as she is scrambling out of her car, in a tizzy over her own tardiness, Hermione chuckles at the unintentional pun in her inner thoughts. It’s quirks like this, Hermione thinks as she hurries across the parking lot, that have kept her from being adept at making friends, though to be honest, she’s quite content with her lot. She was the same growing up—satisfied to be surrounded by books rather than her peers. She has her work, her beloved cat, and her own space. What more could a girl want?

Of course, the journalism teacher at the Academy, who happened to be Hermione’s roommate in her first year at uni, and quirkier than Hermione had ever dreamed of being, had other plans for her. She knew that Luna had moved back to her hometown after graduation, but she had switched courses so many times in school—”the pursuit of knowledge is its own reward,” Luna had cryptically said to her after one such academic pivot—that Hermione wasn’t sure what sort of career she had landed on until coming face to face with her at her first faculty meeting. The two weren’t particularly close at uni, but it was still nice to see a familiar face. Hermione didn’t know anyone else in the small town of Ottery St. Catchpole, and Luna had been trying to rectify that since their very first day of school.

Hermione had been offering excuses for weeks about needing to unpack and wanting to get settled in, but Luna had been insistent about tonight. “It’s the first bout of the season,” she had said to Hermione over a mid-morning coffee in the breakroom. “You should come and meet the other girls.”

Hermione had frowned in confusion. “A bout?” she questioned. “What season?”

Luna tapped the bulletin board over the coffee machine, where a green and yellow flyer boldly displayed the word Harpies across the top. “Roller derby.”

“You play roller derby?” Hermione asked, unable to keep the skepticism out of her voice. Luna’s slight figure and airy personality didn’t seem like they would be well-suited to such a sport, though Hermione admittedly knew very little about it.

“Oh yes, it’s quite fun,” Luna replied. “And we usually all go to the pub afterwards. It’ll be a great chance for you to meet people in town.” The warning bell for the start of the next class let out an ear-splitting clang above their heads, cutting short any chance Hermione may have had at an argument. “Seven o’clock,” Luna called over her shoulder as she hurried out into the hallway. “It’ll be fun!”

And while Hermione had her doubts about that, she really, truly, hadn’t intended to be late.

She hurries into the large but unassuming building where Luna has directed her and is hit immediately with a cacophony of sound and color. The full parking lot should have sufficed to tell her how popular these events are, but she still finds herself surprised at the size of the crowd inside, all cheering and yelling as the girls speed around the track. To her left, the fans are decked out in the green and yellow hues of the flyer at school, and the crowd on the right is an undulating sea of orange and black.

Trying to take it all in as she weaves through the throng of fans, Hermione looks up and sees that the clock’s timer is down to under five minutes. A quick Google search during her afternoon free period told her that the matches—bouts, she reminds herself—are played in two thirty-minute halves, and she knows she’s not late enough to have missed the entire thing, so it must be nearly halftime. Hopefully Luna won’t be too disappointed by her late arrival.

Hermione makes her way around to the bleachers on the left and spots an empty space on the front row. Just as she is starting to lower herself to what is surely an uncomfortable metal seat, the Harpies fans surrounding her erupt in jeers. The referee is signaling to one of the Harpies skaters to take a seat in the penalty box, and it’s clear the fans aren’t happy about it. The complaints seem to be the loudest from a raucous group just behind her, all with shocking red hair that matches the long ponytail dangling from beneath the penalized player’s helmet.

Two of the men are twins, and they are flinging the most colorful of the taunts at the referee. Two others from the group—one of whom she didn’t realize was a part of it on account of the jet black hair that doesn’t match the rest—break off and speed down the stairs beside her. The penalized player skates over to have an animated chat with the two men over the track barrier before taking her seat in the box with a huff.

Hermione waits a moment for the two men to return to their seats as play resumes, but they remain leaning against the barricade to watch. It’s quite rude to the spectators behind them, especially considering how tall the red-haired one is. She gives a loud clearing of her throat, but the noise from the crowd drowns out even the exaggerated gesture. It’s not as if she understands what’s going on, but she would still like to see it.

She stands from her seat with a frown and approaches the barricade. “Excuse me,” she says, taking care to make her voice firm but not aggressive.

The red haired man turns to her and meets her gaze with blue eyes so deep she’s in danger of drowning in them. The crooked half-smile he gives her has her nearly forgetting why she’s approached him in the first place. “Yes?” he questions, his voice warm and friendly.

Hermione points to the empty spot in the bleachers that she has just vacated. “My seat is over there, and I’m afraid I can’t see around you. Would you mind sitting down?”

“Yeah, reckon I would actually. This is the best spot to watch from.” Hermione opens her mouth to form an angry retort, but he continues before she can get it out. “So maybe you’d like to join me up here? I’m Ron.”

He holds his hand out for her to shake. Hermione hesitates before deciding that she might actually like to take him up on his offer. “Hermione,” she replies, accepting the gesture.

To her surprise, his eyes light up with recognition. “You must be Luna’s friend, then?”

Hermione nods as she steps up next to him, deciding to see if he’s right about the view. “Yes, we were roommates in uni, and now we work together at the school.”

“Oh yeah, cool. This is Harry, by the way.” Ron elbows the black-haired man, who affords them barely a glance before resuming the animated conversation he seems to be having entirely in hand gestures with the penalized player. Ron gives her an apologetic smile as he turns back to the track. “Derby boyfriends,” he snorts by way of explanation.

They watch the action in silence for a few minutes before Ron ventures, “So, do you play?”

Hermione shakes her head. “No, I don’t even skate.”

“That’s okay. Luna didn’t either when Ginny first got her into it.”

“Ginny?” Hermione repeats, wondering despite herself if Ron, too, is a derby boyfriend.

He points to the redhead now leaving the penalty box to rejoin the action. “My sister.”

“Oh.” She can’t help the smile that creeps onto her face as the buzzer signals the end of the first half. Their little bubble collapses with Luna and Ginny skating over to greet them and a torrent of what must be Ron’s family descends from the stands.

An older woman who was previously concealed by the height of the rest of the group makes her way to the center of the cluster, leaning over the bannister to kiss Ginny’s cheek. “I’m headed home to start supper,” she says as she stuffs a green pennant into her oversized handbag. “Luna, dear, would you like to join us?”

“Oh, that’s quite alright, Mrs. Weasley,” Luna replies in her airy voice. “I told Hermione we would go to the pub after the bout. It’s her first time at roller derby.”

Mrs. Weasley’s soft maternal gaze lands on Hermione without any introduction. “Any friend of Luna’s is a friend of ours, of course you’re welcome to come too, dear.”

“Oh, that’s…” Hermione finds herself at a rare loss for words, but then she catches Ron watching her, awaiting her response, and finds her voice. “That sounds lovely. Thank you for the invitation.”

“Don’t worry,” whispers one of the twins as their mother heads off with a wave.

“We’ll still go to the pub after,” adds the other, completing his brother’s thought.

The referee blows a long, shrill whistle, indicating the second half of the bout is set to resume.

“Sorry,” Ron says, and she notices a faint blush creeping up his neck. “Mum can be a bit pushy.”

“It’s okay. That’s very kind of her.” Hermione gives him a reassuring smile.

“Besides,” Harry puts in, joining the conversation even as his eyes never leave Ginny, “once you’ve been to dinner at the Weasleys, you’ll have met half the town.”

Luna nods her agreement as she reaffixes her helmet and its striped cover. “Aren’t you glad you came tonight?” she asks, letting herself roll backwards towards her team.

Hermione’s eyes flicker to Ron, and she feels the blush that colors her own cheeks. “Very.”

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