#graphite the pigeon

[l3o-lion]

GUYS HOLY SHIT

Holy fucking shit

THEY HAVE A BABY

They have a baby !!!!!!!!

Graphite and Copper have a baby!!

Tiny little being you are already so big, oh my goodness

They've got such light coloured feathers and they take after their dad's coat pattern

I love them

Im dying over here

My beloved little fellas have a baby together

I need to name them ohhhhhhg

#og leo post #pigeons #my pigeon buddies #copper the pigeon #graphite the pigeon #AND THEIR BABY #feral pigeon #pigeon #rock dove

[pigeonstab]

Omega flowey WIP (don't mind my fingers holding the sketchbook open)

#I still need to fill in the black parts #I'm so scared that the graphite will smudge #undertale #my art #omega flowey #flowey #Pigeon's art stuff

[pearl-kite]

idk I'm bored so it's study time I guess, except then I get bored before I'm done with the study

#hour and twenty on this #originally sketched the whole wolf then got very meh and only did the upper half #reference from unsplash #it's not boredom it's apathy #I've been watching it get closer and closer and now BAM here it is :/ #anyway have wolf #made me remember my graphite stuff that'd take like 40 hours easy #thank god for digital art shrinking that down to under two #kirehn draws #wolf #wolves #digital art #digital painting #painting study #artists on tumblr #maybe more studies will unlock some motivation but I really think the apathy has just decided I'm done being productive for a while :/ #unsplash has a lot of dogs included when you search for wolf #almost as annoying as getting a pigeon when you specifically want a hawk

[stillsoyoung]

#pigeon drawing #pigeon #bird drawing #bird #birds #pigeons #traditional drawing #sketching #pencil sketch #graphite #graphite sketch #drawing

[rosaribeads]

ミ pidge wip ミ

#artists on tumblr #traditional art #sketch #drawing #pencil #sketching #myart #graphite #sketchbook #animal sketch #animal drawing #pigeon

[camillevanneerart]

leftovers - graphite | 20 x 10

#art #portrait #sketchbook #graphite #dutch artist #javaplein #coffee company #pigeon

[lyralit]

[ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪʙᴇ] ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀꜱ

[under the break bc this is really long]

red

lipstick

cherry

blood

crimson

scarlet

brick

vermilion

cardinal

wine

beetroot

lobster

mercury / mars

apple

maroon

ruby

claret

rosy

poppy

blushing

watermelon

strawberry

grapefruit

anne

orange

peach

tangerine

auburn

ginger

fire

fox

amber

gold / golden

tawny

burnt

venus

cantaloupe

carrot

pumpkin

Titian

yam

tiger

marmalade

pepper

rust

butterfly

fall

apricot

squash

clay

yellow

sunny

sand

butter

syrup

medallion

golden

bee

honey

daffodil

sunflower

buttercup

sandstone

corn

lemon

yolk

dandelion

taxi

saturn

sunset

pencil

banana

pineapple

duck

schoolbus

potato

green

grass

spring

herb

juniper

chartreuse

clover

lucky

leprechaun

seaweed

pickle

leafro

earth

pistachio

basil

emerald

alligator

army

aloe

jade

olive

matcha

lime

blue

sky

ocean

crest

navy

cadet

aqua

blueberry

butterfly

robin's egg

lapis

flame

peppermint

jay

lavender

corn

wheat

cobalt

slate

denim

peacock

arctic

sapphire

purple

mountain

dawn

heather

violet

grape

eggplant

amethyst

cheshire

crocus

bruise

blackberry

ube

lavender

grape

plum

lilac

periwinkle

black currant

iris

orchid

beet

pink

blush

flamingo

guava

rose

peony

cherry blossom

salmon

lemonade

bubblegum

lotus

pig

cotton candy

punch

coral

hot pink

pink panther

rose quartz

blobfish

dragon fruit rind

rhubarb

lipgloss

[bonus: shades]

black

panther

night

pitch

onyx

jet black

coal

penguin

suit

cat

obsidian

zebra

diamond

raven

bat

magnet

oil

ebony

ants

black pearls

plum

squid ink

truffle

shadow

grey

cloud

dust

rocks

silver

smoke

ash

graphite

dolphin

iron

basalt

titanium

tin

dove

pigeon

slate

scales

smoke

flint

steel

white

marble

pearls

dove

linen

snow

porcelain

alabaster

ivory

cloud

bone

rice

foam

whipped cream

lace

eggs

lily

coconut

milk

zebra

polar

cream

brown

chocolate

cocoa

rabbit

bear

squirrel

bark

chestnuts

cinnamon

coconut

teddy bear

violin

caramel

coffee

cydney's backyard fence

mocha

penny

walnut

gingerbread

paper bags

acorns

mud

courtesy of @cydthesciencekid

#in the end it's mostly listing things that are those colours haha #also half of these are names #colours #writerblr #lyralit #creative writing #writers #writing #writblr #writers block #writing ideas #rainbow colours #colour spectrum #drawing reference #writing reference #colour dictionary #colour

[toutplacid]

Pigeon à l’angle de la place de la Réunion et de la rue de Terre-Neuve, Paris 20e – mine de graphite, carnet n° 125, 22 mars 2019

#2019 #pigeon #vol #place de la reunion #rue de terre neuve #paris #20e #fenetre #mur #bossage #lampadaire #piques anti pigeons #plaque de rue #ciel #mine de plomb #carnet 125

[garadinervi]

Philip Larson, Pigeons on a Barn 2, (graphite, 23K gold leaf on vintage German architectural linen), 1981 [Walker Art Center, Minneapolis, MN. © Philip Larson]

#art #drawing #mixed media #geometry #philip larson #walker art center #1980s

[uk3d]

Wood pidgeon sketch | Limited edition fine art print from an original drawing. The common wood pigeon, also known as simply wood pigeon, is a large species in the dove and pigeon family, native to the western Palearctic. It belongs to the genus Columba, which includes closely related species such as the rock dove. My sketches start life as hand-drawn graphite images made on cartridge paper. I often work on these with charcoal, oil pastel or Caran d'Ache to create the look I'm after. The artwork is then scanned and finessed digitally ready for fine art printing. This process often referred to as Giclée printing uses the highest standard of printing methods to give gallery quality results that maintain all the details of the original sketch. The graphite pencils I use are Faber-Castel, the oil pastels are Sennelier and the china-graph is Caran d’Ache. The inks are pigment based archive quality (100years+). The heavyweight specialist papers I use are of the best professional quality having a wonderful surface designed specifically for fine art drawings and illustrations. Very limited editions with only ten per size printed. All artwork is signed and includes a certificate of authenticity. The A5 are 5.8" x 8.25" (14.8cm x 21cm) The A4 are 8.25" x 11.7" (21cm x 29.8cm) The A3 are 11.7" x 16.5" (29.8 cm x 42cm) The A2 are 16.5" x 23.4" (42 cm x 59.4cm) Frames not included in price. Free shipping on artwork to UK destinations. https://www.seanbriggs.co.uk/product/wood-pidgeon/?feed_id=3239&_unique_id=661c12ca35555

#art #drawing #gicleé #illustration #print #seanbriggs #sketch #Woodpidgeon

[harkthorn]

Pirate today with a few other pigeons, including Graphite (the dark one) who tried to threaten Pirate into leaving-and for the first time ever, I saw Pirate fight back, and he won! Wing slapped Graphite right off the window sill

#bird #birds #wild birds #pigeon #pigeons #feral pigeons #feral pigeon #rock dove #columbidae

[l3o-lion]

My Flock

It's about time i made a proper post where i describe and list the pigeons in my flock, at least the ones that I've named so far. (They're not actually my flock, they're not my pets or literal family, they're feral pigeons, it's just nice to describe them this way)

Gonna get right into it under the cut.

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Graphite

female - mum of Bronze - former partner of Copper - possibly new partner of bright-eye? - checkered grey coat - orange eyes - cautious and easily spooked - makes a noise when spooked (easiest way to recognise her)

Bronze

presumed male - youngling 2023 - son of Graphite and Copper - light brown and white coat - brown eyes - sassy with everyone including his mum - unsure if i've seen him in a while or if it's a sibling of his i've seen

Copper

male - former partner of Graphite - father of Bronze - grey, white and copper coloured barred coat - orange eyes - sassy and sociable - part of the og gang

! gone since July 25th, safe to say that he's dead

! the first pigeon I truly befriended, he is dearly missed

Pepper

presumed male - possibly partner to Wolf - dark grey/black coat, light grey back - orange eyes with light grey around them - very very sassy, will fight anyone (including ladies, excluding wolf) - part of the og gang

Soot

presumed male - no confirmed relationships - dark grey check coat, light grey back - orange eyes - easy to confuse for pepper - also very sassy

Coal/Charcoal

(Kolsvart)

presumed male - possibly partner to Flint - very dark grey/black coat - orange eyes - one wing feather on his left wing is wonky - very sociable and kind - enjoys sitting on shoulders & head - no problem getting kissed - part of the og gang

Chichi

presumed female - no confirmed relationships - light grey coat - orange eyes - pronounced cheeks - pretty cautious - comfort with sitting on us depends on her mood - doesn't like touching - part of the og gang

Pluto <3

presumed male - youngling 2023 - partner to Eris - checkered grey coat - orange/yellow eyes - white back - sassy with other pigeons - enjoys cuddles and getting preened by me, preens me back - sociable - likes hanging out and sometimes resting during the day on our balcony - picky eater

Eris

presumed female - possibly youngling 2023 - partner to Pluto - checkered grey coat - shy - lighter head than Pluto - eats out of hand only on balcony - we don't know her that well yet

Gunpowder

(Krut)

presumed male - no confirmed relationships - checkered darkish grey coat - orange eyes that appear small because they don't have light skin around them - grey spots and the bottom of his white back differentiates him from Pluto - cautious - doesn't like touching - gets bullied off most of the time if he tries to sit on us - part of the og gang

Ophelia

presumed female - youngling 2023 - no confirmed relationships - grey coat with a lot of white spotting - entirely white wings - leg feathers that ho down to feet - dark brown eyes with pinkish skin around them - normal sized beak that is slightly more curved at the tip than usual - might be descendant of a fancy pigeon - sassy - eats out of hand and sits on us

Flint

presumed female - possibly partner to coal - checkered grey coat - orange eyes - not afraid to come up - takes the food i have in my hand and then goes back down - part of the og gang I believe

Wolf

(Vargen)

presumed female - possibly partner to pepper - grey checkered coat - red eyes - super sassy and quite grumpy - very picky about who gets to sit on me with her - doesn't like touching

Bright-eye

(Bleköga)

presumed male - possibly new partner to graphite after copper's death - grey barred coat - very light pink/yellow eyes - friendly most of the time but sometimes sassy - has gotten increasingly sassy with other pigeons

Flake/Snowflake

(Flinga/Snöflinga)

presumed female - no confirmed relationships - mostly grey barred coat with some white spotting, specifically on head - red eyes - generally cautious - comfort with sitting on us depends on her mood

To come: images and hopefully more named pigeons!

Updated: 8th October 2023

Last updated: 22nd December 2023

#my pigeon buddies #my flock #og leo post #pigeons #copper the pigeon #graphite the pigeon #bronze the pigeon #pluto the pigeon #pepper the pigeon #soot the pigeon #coal the pigeon #gunpowder the pigeon #ophelia the pigeon #flint the pigeon #wolf the pigeon #bright-eye the pigeon #flake the pigeon #masterpost

[aidanchaser]

31 of October, 2020

I wrote this 2.5 years ago, in the throws of Covid protection measures. Finally publishing it now.

Sirius wasn’t usually awake this early, much less out and about, but he still hadn’t found the perfect gift.

Beatrice was impossible to shop for. Teddy might be the one who could change his face and hair day to day, but Bea could change her likes and dislikes just as quickly. Del was the sensible one of the bunch who made neat, organised lists of wants and needs when it came to her birthday wishlist, but Sirius wasn’t shopping for Del today.

He stopped in front of the window of Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and remembered how two weeks ago Bea had rolled her eyes when Sirius had brought home one of his and George’s test products — a canary whistle that blew fireworks in the user’s face — but two days later, at dinner, she had handed him a trick wand and laughed uncontrollably when it had squawked and turned into a rubber chicken.

Maybe the canary whistle just wasn’t as clever an idea as he had thought.

Sirius glanced up the road in Hogsmeade towards Scrivenshaft’s. Even though it was probably the busiest shop in Hogsmeade these days, he could get Bea something practical, like parchment and pens for letter writing.

But a practical gift wasn’t right for him nor for Bea. Neither of them were practical people. Sirius went to rub his eyes but remembered the Bubble Charm encasing his head and instead wrinkled his nose in an attempt to clear his head and his irritation without touching his face.

The Bubble Charm had quickly become fashionable in Wizarding circles. As the Muggles donned masks to keep them safe from the global pandemic, wizards had made their own adjustments. Pigeons and hawks were drafted into letter and parcel-carrying, photographs that included bits of sound were in high demand as people sent pictures to loved ones, and the gates of Hogwarts remained closed.

Though not for students. Students could still attend Hogwarts, but there were strict rules about leaving. No students nor professors were allowed out during the first term, not if their education was to continue safely. Sirius understood why, but it frustrated him. It had made things very difficult for his family in particular, because that meant Remus was not allowed to leave school.

It meant that Remus was spending the full moon without him. Sirius didn’t like that at all.

“I read that dogs can’t carry the disease,” James had said the other day. “Do you think there’s any science about whether deer can carry it?”

But, regardless, no Irish wolfhound would be on Hogwarts grounds this evening. Sirius was spending the full moon with Bea.

He headed up the street to Gladrags instead. A jumper was a practical gift, now that the weather was cooling down, but a jumper also didn’t have to be practical. Ginny and Harry had shown up to Christmas dinner last year with a pair of atrocious Muggle jumpers. Bea had thought they were fun. Perhaps he could find something like that.

His hunt, however, proved fruitless. He ended up, as a last resort, purchasing a plain black jumper that he might be able to Charm into something Bea would like.

Sirius pulled his coat tighter against the sudden windchill and trudged up High Street and down into the village. He never in a hundred years would have imagined himself living in a house in Hogsmeade with a family of six, surrounded by magical folk and a short walk from Hogwarts, but when your husband was a Hogwarts professor, you made do.

Besides, James and Lily hadn’t been using the cottage for anything.

The house was still quiet when Sirius pushed the door open. He dismissed his Bubble Head Charm the moment he walked through the door and hid the jumper under his bed.

He listened at the stairs, but he didn’t hear Bea nor Teddy stirring. Neither of them were early birds, which was alright by Sirius.

As quietly as he could, Sirius made himself a cup of coffee and toast, and sat down in the kitchen with parchment and graphite, trying to think of a design for Bea’s jumper. He sketched a few silly pumpkin ideas, but discarded them. She liked stars, at least. It would not be difficult to Charm a few twinkling stars onto a black field.

The fireplace in the kitchen lit up green and Dora stumbled out. She brushed soot from the sleeves of her robes and immediately took off her Auror cloak and placed it on the counter.

After a yawn, she said, “Morning, Sirius.”

“Not a good one, then?”

She rubbed her eyes. “It isn’t bad, exactly. Are the kids up?”

“Haven’t heard a peep from them. I was just beginning to think I ought to run up and make sure they’re alive.”

She poured herself a cup of coffee and sank into the chair beside Sirius. “Don’t wake them just yet. I could use a bit of quiet.”

“It’ll be a long night. Why don’t you go to bed?”

“I don’t work tomorrow. I’d rather not sleep the day away.”

Sirius sighed. “But you won’t sleep tonight.”

“I’ll try to sleep tonight.”

“He’ll be sure to write today. You know he’s upset about missing her birthday.”

“It’s his letter the day after that I’m always anxious about.”

Sirius could understand that. Even though he would already be up all night with Bea, he thought that were the circumstances reversed, and it was Tonks who could turn into an Irish wolfhound, then he still would still not sleep very well, instead up worry that Bea and Remus would each pass the night safely.

Sirius picked absently at his toast, wondering how Remus was doing this morning. He hoped Remus was sleeping in; it was a Saturday after all, and he would not need to teach. That was probably why his letter was late.

Dora’s eyes on the window suggested that she was wondering about his letter, too.

Their quiet, peaceful morning, though underlined with worry, was suddenly shattered by the sound of a door upstairs slamming closed.

As the walls of the house shuddered from the door slam, Teddy’s yell echoed downstairs. “Fucking fay, Bea! You almost took off my nose!”

The reply was muffled, but no less passionate. “Then grow a bloody new one!”

“Just once,” Sirius sighed, “it would be nice if they didn’t start their day at the same time.”

“In my last letter to Remus,” Tonks said with a touch of quiet desperation, “I asked what he thought about magically extending the upstairs to make room for a second bathroom. Maybe he’ll have a solution.”

Though getting Teddy and Bea separate bathrooms might add a few more moments of peace to their mornings, Sirius did not think it would solve the problem entirely. In fact, the shared space hadn’t really been a problem, not even for the first few months of the global pandemic. Del, Bea, and Teddy had always gotten along better than Sirius had expected siblings to get along — granted his experience was extreme — but ever since September had arrived, Bea and Teddy had been at each other’s throats with a new force. If it continued, Sirius thought he might be breaking up duels by Christmas.

Dora finished her coffee as quickly as she could. “I’m going to power nap until this kicks in, and then we can bake before Harry arrives.”

“Bea said she didn’t want a cake this year.”

“Bea is sulking, and I’m not letting her be a martyr on her birthday just because her favourite parent can’t be here.”

“Hey, I’m her favourite.”

“You were her favourite.”

Sirius sighed and took his and Dora’s mugs to the sink while Dora disappeared to her room. She was right, of course. No one was Bea’s favourite anymore, not since Remus had started his term at Hogwarts.

Teddy appeared at Sirius’ elbow, reaching for a coffee mug, and Sirius had to look twice to be sure that it was Teddy.

Usually, Teddy adjusted his nose and cheekbones ever so slightly to make them just a little more defined, a little bit more like Tonks’ natural face. A little bit more like Sirius’. Sirius found it all a bit vain, but he supposed if he had the ability to change his face in subtle ways, he would use it in whatever way he liked.

This morning, however, Teddy didn’t appear to have made any changes. He had Remus’ eyes, which was a less common choice lately, and his hair was as sandy as Remus’ had been before it had started to grey. His face shape, too, was a lot like Dora’s — the one she chose, anyway. Teddy had always, as long as he wasn’t changing anything, looked like his grandfather, the way his mother worked so hard to look.

“Give up on waiting for the mirror?” Sirius asked.

“What? No.” Teddy touched his nose self-consciously, then frowned. “I dunno. Thought I’d try some solidarity this morning. See how she feels about it.”

Sirius grabbed a hand towel and dried off the dishes while Teddy poured himself the last of the coffee.

“I think it’s a nice gesture. I also think she’ll see it as pity.”

“Then that’s her problem.”

Merlin help him, who had decided that the stubbornest people Sirius had ever met needed to have a son who was twice as stubborn?

Teddy sat down at the table and looked over Sirius’ scribbles. Sirius looked at the empty coffee pot and tried to decide which battles he wanted to start the day with.

“Teddy,” he said as casually as he could manage, “do you think you ought to at least get another brew started for your sister?”

It went more easily than he had expected. Teddy simply lifted his wand and, with an intense concentration on his silent spell casting, prepared another pot of coffee.

“Well done,” Sirius said appreciatively.

Teddy smiled, cheeks pink as if to prove he really was working on letting his face remain in its natural way, then turned back to the scribbles. “Did you draw these?”

“Bought your sister a jumper. Thought I’d spice it up.”

“She doesn’t wear jumpers.”

“No, but your dad does.”

Teddy hummed thoughtfully and pulled one of the parchment scraps closer. “You know that watch Uncle James has?”

And it clicked suddenly for Sirius. He knew exactly what to do for Bea’s gift.

“Brilliant,” Sirius said.

He used his wand to bring the papers to him at the counter, made notes to himself about the charm, and Vanished the sketches just as Bea came into the kitchen.

She was still in her pyjamas, and had her long, dark hair pulled up in a messy bun. Her hair, oddly enough, had always reminded Sirius a bit of James and Harry. It was thick and wild, and she had heavyset eyebrows to match.

“Good morning, birthday girl,” Sirius said with a grin.

She smiled at him, which was a good sign. “Thanks.” But then she turned on Teddy. “Did you take my leather jacket?”

Teddy took a slow sip of his coffee. “Why would I take your jacket?”

“It’s missing. Who else —”

“Did you check the wash?” Sirius asked.

"It doesn't get washed!"

"Did you leave it on the sofa and it got swept up in cleaning?"

Bea hurried out of the kitchen.

“When’s Harry getting here?” Teddy asked. “Bea pretends to be nice when he’s around.”

“Bea is nice. She’s just having a hard time of it lately.”

“The world’s on fire. We’re all having a hard time.”

Sirius had no intention of arguing with Teddy on that front. He was lucky to have a steady job with Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, who had a consistent mail order business that just so happened to thrive in crises. There was nothing people wanted more than a good laugh when things were on their way to hell.

Teddy, however, had lost his job back in March and hadn’t had much luck finding something suitable since. That alone was part of the problem between him and Bea. Neither of them had anywhere to get away from each other; Del was the lucky one with an essential job and a flat in London. Not that anyone was calling the Healers in St Mungo’s “lucky” these days.

“Do you know why Bea was so upset when we asked her about the cake last night?” Sirius asked.

Teddy shrugged. “Because she’s sulking? Because she wants everyone to feel sorry for her so she’s making a bad birthday situation worse intentionally?”

Sirius was an expert at making things worse intentionally, and he had thought that Teddy, who was so much like his mother, might have understood Bea’s frustration. The Black cheekbones may have skipped Teddy, but the flair for the dramatic had not.

“If you can’t make it better,” Sirius said, “then why not make it worse?”

“That’s stupid. I don’t like bananas, but I’m not going to add wolfsbane every time I have to eat them.”

Sirius drummed his fingers against the counter top, trying to think of how to explain what was plainly an insensible reaction in a way Teddy could make sense of it.

“What if you only had bananas? What if you weren’t allowed to eat anything else? Maybe you wouldn’t try wolfsbane, but might you try something else? Anything else? Just to make it different.”

“I don’t know. I guess.”

“Refusing cake is just one way she’s trying to control a day that’s, well, largely outside her control.”

Teddy rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and Sirius could not help but remember how Remus had looked at that age. The world had been on fire then, too, and Sirius had pushed Remus away. He had, like Bea, propelled himself into terrible situations just to feel like he had a measure of control over his own life. Self-destruction seemed to be a thing Blacks and Lupins had in common, so perhaps it was no wonder Bea, despite her unique family origins, was the way she was.

“I wish Tad were here,” Teddy finally said, surprising Sirius by using the children’s old, childish nickname for Remus.

When Del and Teddy had first started speaking, it had been difficult for them to say Sirius’ name correctly or to say it much at all. Sirius, who had never cared much for his name, didn’t mind, but they had wanted something to help the children differentiate between him and Remus. It was Remus who had suggested they use Welsh for him and English for Sirius. It was how Remus had spoken to his parents and grandparents, so it had made sense.

What didn’t make sense to Sirius was why the nicknames had stuck for so long. He really wouldn’t have minded if the children called him Sirius like Harry and his children did.

“He’ll be here for Christmas,” Sirius said in his best attempt at a cheerful voice. He missed Remus so terribly it hurt, especially knowing that Remus was only a short walk away, but he did his best to stay cheerful for Teddy and Bea. “That’s not too far now.”

“Del probably won’t be.”

Sirius shrugged. “Who knows what the world will look like by Christmas? Maybe she’ll be able to get a few days away from St Mungo’s.”

Teddy sighed, and rubbed his hands over his face. “One more until then. Just one more moon after today.”

“That’s the spirit. Now, go see what your sister wants for breakfast.”

✶✶✶

After the family had finished breakfast and the owls had delivered post — including a letter and parcel from Remus, assuring them that he was well and wishing Bea a happy birthday, and a letter and parcel from Del apologising that she could not be there to celebrate, but they were strict about St Mungo’s Healers quarantining for their patients’ safety — Sirius suggested that they bake a cake that they had never tried before. He added that Remus might like it if they sent along a care package to Hogwarts.

When presented with this option, Bea agreed. She flipped through the Muggle recipe book Sirius had purchased years ago, the book that had started this silly birthday tradition, before settling on a banana cake.

Teddy scowled, but did not protest. He agreed to run out and purchase the necessary ingredients, though he did, just before leaving, slip into the bathroom to turn his hair blue and define his cheekbones.

“Expecting to see Victoire on your way there?” Dora teased.

Teddy’s face burned, and he mumbled something about making the most of going out since he didn’t get to anymore. Sirius only half-believed him.

Dora and Bea worked together to set up the baking station, careful to leave enough space for Harry to brew once he had arrived, while Sirius slipped upstairs and put the finishing touches on Bea’s gift. Teddy’s return was timely, suggesting that he had not made the quick Apparition trip to Bill and Fleur’s to see his girlfriend.

Baking in the Muggle fashion had been a fun challenge the first few years, but now it was the birthday standard. Teddy and Bea left their wands on the table without complaint — seventeenth birthdays had been a particular challenge on this front — and cracked eggs by hand and mixed the batter with spoons. It was in the middle of mixing that Teddy looked longingly at his wand and rubbed his shoulder, but he did not complain, and finished the rigorous stirring required to mix the batter.

For Dora’s thirtieth birthday, Sirius had presented her with an electric mixer to help with the birthday tradition, but by Sirius’ birthday that autumn it had turned feral and they’d had to get rid of it when it nearly took Remus’ fingers off. So hand mixing it was.

Just as Dora was pulling the cake out of the oven, the fireplace lit up with bright green flames and Harry stepped through.

He dusted soot from his traditionally untidy hair and grinned at the Lupins. “Happy birthday!” He said, and presented Bea with a ribbon tied around a small box.

“Thanks, Harry,” Bea said. “Er — how’s Violet?”

“She keeps herself busy at Mum and Dad’s. Last time we talked she kept banging on about starting a mail-order potions business, but I think she’s just unsure what to do with herself without Quidditch. She and Ginny might start a league on their own if things don’t change soon.” Harry sniffed the kitchen curiously. “What cake are we having?”

“Banana,” Teddy grunted.

“Ginny’s taking the cancelled Quidditch season hard, then?” Sirius asked.

“Bored out of her mind, especially with all the kids at Hogwarts. But I think the quiet is a pleasant change.”

Sirius considered asking if Harry could take one of his grown children off of his hands — Teddy was Harry’s godson, after all — but he did not think anyone but him would appreciate the joke.

Harry set his bag down on the counter and pulled out a jar of Wolfsbane. “So, Bea, will you be helping today, or frosting cake?”

Bea shook her head. “I want to be ready when the Ministry takes permit applications again.”

“Alright, then you know what ingredients to get out.”

Except there wasn’t much to “get out.” The Wolfsbane Potion ingredients were all in an easily accessible box under the sink since they had been using them every day this week. It was the first day of the week leading up to the full moon that was full of panic, searching every cupboard to make sure that all the ingredients were present.

Traditionally, it was Lily who had brewed the Wolfsbane Potion for Remus for years, and when Bea had turned seven, Lily had begun to brew enough for her, too. Bea had taken a shine to Potions in a way that Remus had not, though, and for the last few years she had worked on brewing the Potion with Lily’s help, with the goal of one day being able to brew it on her own.

This year, however, since Lily was teaching at Hogwarts, they had needed to find a replacement potion-brewer. Sirius knew that Harry had been nervous when Lily had suggested he take over while she taught, but Harry had never let Bea see that nervousness. He had studied under Lily for weeks straight — Sirius had no desire to count how much gold had gone into those trial potions, but he guessed Remus would know the number instantly — and now Harry was a patient teacher with Bea as she struggled to learn the potion herself, to be independent in a way Remus was not able to.

Bea and Harry set to work on the Wolfsbane Potion while Sirius and Dora started mixing frosting colours for cake decorating. Teddy confirmed that Bea did not care how he decorated the cake and set about on his favourite part of the birthday tradition — changing his hair colour to the frosting colours he wanted Dora and Sirius to mix, like matching paint to a swatch.

Teddy chose several dark colours, so Sirius expected something along the lines of a night sky, and Teddy exceeded his expectations. With the palette of frosting, he recreated a silhouette of the Shrieking Shack beneath the full moon, which Bea would either find incredibly funny or she would smash Teddy’s face into the cake. Sirius hoped Teddy was at least prepared for the latter. Maybe ruining the banana cake before it could be eaten was exactly what Teddy wanted.

“Hold it steady,” Harry said to Bea.

Bea stuck her tongue out over her lip as she carefully lifted the small, copper cauldron of Essence of Wolfsbane off of the fire and poured its contents into the larger, bubbling cauldron.

“Don’t pour too fast. It’ll splash —”

But Harry’s warning came too late. The cauldron slipped from Bea’s grip and crashed into the counter. Concentrated wolfsbane spilled onto the floor and splashed across the tile. The fire under the cauldron sizzled as the reduction splattered into it.

By the time Sirius had grabbed his wand, Harry had Vanished the mess and righted the two cauldrons.

“Anyone get any on them?” Sirius asked.

Teddy and Dora had jumped out of the way in time, and Harry checked his hands and arms for burns. Bea’s lower lip trembled and she tried to hide it by biting down.

“Where are you hurt, Bea?” Sirius asked.

“I’m fine —” but her voice cracked. She left the kitchen quickly.

A burn splash from a boiling potion could be easily healed, but a splash of boiling Essence of Wolfsbane on the skin could have toxic effects. Most likely, Bea was unhurt, and just needed time to gather herself, but Sirius would feel a lot better if he could monitor her heart rate and breathing, just to be safe.

“I’ll talk to her,” Sirius said, as Teddy grabbed his own wand and Vanished the frosting off the cake. That was likely the wisest decision Teddy had made all day.

Sirius headed upstairs to Bea’s closed bedroom door. He wished, certainly not for the first nor last time that day, that Remus were here. Then he knocked.

“I said I’m fine,” Bea snapped.

Sirius rubbed his eyes. “Bea, can I at least check your pulse? It’ll give me peace of mind.”

He was pretty sure there was a muffled, “Fine.” Sirius wasn’t sure if she was agreeing or simply repeating that she didn’t need his help, but he took a risk and opened the door.

Bea’s bedroom was, like Sirius’ had been as a child, plastered with posters of both the Wizarding and Muggle variety. Her Slytherin banners were still visible in some places, but they had largely been covered over by musicians and charcoal artwork. It was as if Del had somehow laid a claim to realistic pencil sketches, and Teddy had taken command of all colour, so Bea had governed her own world of black and white art. Even though Bea had not joined their family until later, she had not been immune to the sibling rivalry that Del and Teddy had enjoyed. Rather, it had spread into her quickly and easily, and Sirius understood that tension perhaps better than Bea would ever know.

Maybe Remus wasn’t the only one who could get through to her.

Sirius sat down on her bed and carefully pried her pillow out of her arms. She didn’t fight him, but she did not make things easy for him as he pressed his wand to her chest. The blue glow pulsed in a steady rhythm, and Sirius felt a knot in his chest come undone. It would not have been the first time that Bea had accidentally been poisoned with wolfsbane, but Sirius had not been looking forward to having to monitor her heart until sunset, and she would not have wanted him to monitor her through her transformation.

“I told you I didn’t get any on me,” Bea grumbled, and wiped her cheeks.

Sirius did not pull his wand away. “You know how I worry. Breathing feel alright?”

Bea sniffed. “Fine.”

This close to the full moon, she was always paler than usual, but she looked almost sickly as the blue light washed over her face. It reminded Sirius of how Remus had looked when they were students, before he had had the Wolfsbane Potion to ease the strain of transformations. Bea was lucky that she would never know what that was like.

Or, rather, she was lucky that she would never had to live without the potion. She had enough memories of being a child and facing the full moon, knowing she would lose her senses and control over her body, but she had at least been able to use the potion once her body had begun to grow large enough that she was at greater risk for danger, and no longer a pup happy to trot and nip alongside Moony and Padfoot.

“We all miss Remus,” Sirius finally said, unsure where else to start, “but you can’t take your hurt out on Teddy or yourself, okay?”

“I’m not,” she snapped.

Sirius reevaluated his course and chose his next set of words carefully, which was a skill he had not really practised until parenthood. “When Remus and I were at Hogwarts together, I really tried to understand what he went through, and he was very good at keeping me and our friends at arm’s length. I did a lot of stupid things trying to get close to him, and you know, I’m not sure I’ll ever fully understand what it’s like to be you and Remus, but you don’t have to do what he did. You don’t have to make yourself lonelier just because no one else will understand. Dora, Teddy, and I are going to love you no matter what, right?”

Her heartbeat fluttered in a way that made Sirius’ anxiety spike, and Bea burst into a new round of tears.

“But it isn’t fair,” she said, and covered her face with her hands. “I don’t want to do this every month for the rest of forever — and I don’t want to do it alone — but I have to. I have to because Remus is gone, and — and I’m a goddamn adult but I just don’t want to. I hate it.”

Sirius wanted to tell her that she wasn’t alone, that he was always with her, but he knew it wasn’t the same. Sirius turning into a dog at will could be just as frustrating for Bea as the fact that Dora and Teddy could change their faces at will. He knew that part of Bea’s anxiety and loneliness came from the fact that she was the only one in the house who had no control over her own form. He also imagined some of it had to do with missing Violet as well, who was a regular source of comfort in the week before the full moon, as James had always been for Remus.

“It isn’t fair,” Sirius agreed. “None of what’s happening is fair. We’ll take it one day at a time. And today’s going to be harder than other days. Some days will be like that, full moon or not. Let’s not worry about next month or next year or forever right now, though. Let’s just worry about today. Can you do that?”

Bea hiccuped on another sob and sniffled again. “Can I cry about forever for a bit longer, though?”

"Can I give you something to make crying a little easier?"

Bea frowned, and Sirius Summoned the jumper he had made. The black knit was unchanged, but on the front was a full moon, peeking out from behind patchwork clouds.

"It'll change with the moon phases, like James' watch. I know you don't wear jumpers, really, but I thought you might like something comfortable, since you're not leaving the house as much."

Bea took the sweater and pulled it against her chest just as she had done with her pillow. "Thanks," she murmured into the jumper.

Sirius could hear that she was inches from breaking again. "Come on downstairs when you're ready. Harry will have your potion, we'll wash it down with cake, and you and I can walk up to the Shrieking Shack together, okay?"

She nodded and hiccuped on another sob. Sirius pressed a kiss on her forehead. It was perhaps not a perfect conversation, but at least they hadn’t shouted at each other. Maybe he didn’t have to be the favourite parent to be a good parent.

#hp everyone lives #hp everyone lives au #sirius black #how did wizards do covid idk this was a worldbuilding project and also #me exploring my self destructive habits during covid

[poisonpeche]

Do you have any favorite How To Draw books?

Michael Hampton’s Figure Drawing: Design & Invention!

Everyone’s approach to artwork is different, but I’m a firm believer in fundamentals first & stylization second.

Learning human anatomy is difficult, but truthfully, the more time you spend observing and strengthening the relationship between your hand and eye is extremely helpful as an artist.

Ultimately, you want to learn to draw what you see rather than what your mind perceives. This was the biggest lesson and takeaway for me! Reference is extremely important to be able to draw more accurate figures. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.

My greatest teacher was Life Drawing in college, but truthfully you don’t have to go to art school to hone this skill. If you’re unfamiliar, Life Drawing is just studying a figure or still life (assemblage of objects) in real time. I took this class every year until my Senior year, and I absolutely loved it and learned so much. Even after 4 years of those classes, there still was so much more to learn about human anatomy.

How the skin glides over the rib cage, how the neck extends and exposes the throat, how hands react and dominate a composition. I find it all really beautiful and the study itself is the art.

What I would suggest if you’d like to learn more is having someone sit for you as a model and do a 30 minute drawing of them. If they’re able to do dynamic poses, that’s a great reference too, to see how the body stretches and the tension held in the muscles.

I would suggest working with charcoal or graphite first and in greyscale. You’ll be able to achieve dimension in value with those materials.

Once you have a good hold on the fundamentals, you can then simplify human anatomy to fit your stylistic needs for a piece. This has been new territory for me, but has been an exciting one! Watching videos from professional animators has been very helpful to me from all different kinds of stylistic backgrounds. It’s important not to pigeon hole your resources into one certain look or style! You can learn from them all.

I was so drawn to Attack on Titan because stylistically the characters are drawn fairly realistically despite the flat coloring. The anatomy is stunning, but you can see the stylistic choices in their posing and features. The art direction is a perfect blend of human anatomy and design; I love drawing the characters from this show for that reason. It’s been really helpful to my practice as an artist while finding fulfillment in pushing myself stylistically.

Furthermore, now that I’m primarily a digital artist, I have been devouring any Procreate tutorial on YouTube. I’ve been watching how the platform works, but also studying how people create work using the tools. It’s been very helpful to me as I keep pushing myself to experiment and try new things as an artist!

I hope this was helpful to you, and please let me know if you ever have any more questions! I’d love to help out in any way that I can. 🖤

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#wholesome asks #art talk #life drawing #artist on tumblr #attack on titan #anime #character design #concept art

[somnum-nyxtibius]

Pick  one  of  your  muses . Fill  in  the  questions/statements  as  if  you were  your  muse  in  a  new  post Tag  five  people  to  do  this  meme TAGGED BY: stolen from my skaven blog! TAGGING: >:D STEAL IT~ (and tag me perhaps?~ 👉👈🥺)

1. What  is  your  name ? Onna’ril!

2. What  is  your  real  name ? -she opens her mouth and speaks in tongues that’ll make mortals go mad-

3. Do  you  know  why  you  were  called  that ?  names have power, no? best make it hard to repeat.~

4.  Are  you  single  or  taken ? -She slyly preens her wings and avoids the question (verse dependent!)-

5.  Have  any  abilities  or  powers ? I’m but a knoxonk, of course I have some of those up my sleeves~ If you need wind to power your sky boats or help break a sleepless streak I’m happy to oblige.

6. Stop  being  a  Mary Sue.  Have you not tried it yourself? It is fun to try at least once.~

7. What’s  your  eye  color ? pink? rouge red? I’ve heard it’s bright in the dark.

8. How  about  your  hair  color ? shade of graphite black. along with my feathers and fur. my pigeon form is cool in color~ though my wings hide my stripes dark u<u.

9. Have  you  any  family  members ? The ones who arrives to the temple are my family~ (Also verse dependent)

10. Oh ? What  about  pets ?  No. No pets. My flock of gazers might count but that is still me~

11. That’s  cool  I  guess,  now  tell  me  about  something  you  don’t  like: Tree hagfish... The deep forest gigantisum got to them and unfortunately  they come with all of the gross slime making...

12.  Do  you  have  any  hobbies / activities  you  like  doing ? Being a bystander in others dreams, it’s interesting to see how it plays out. Mixology, flying over coasts, and of course naps.~

13. Ever  hurt  anyone  before ?  If requested or as a last resort

14. Ever …. killed  anyone  before ?

15. What  kind  of  animal  are  you ?  A feline, a bird, a rocc, a cheshire.~ All in one bundle~

16. Name  your  worst  habits.  Hmm... I sleep those who I don’t feel like wasting time on

17. Do  you  look  up  to  anyone  at  all ?  Nethos, Pitch and a few dreamers who make it those come true without the need of magic~

18. Gay,  straight,  or  bisexual ? Pan all around!

19. Do  you  go  to  school?  Trained under my Master!

20. Do  you  ever  want  to  marry  and  have  kids  one  day ? I am open to the idea but I see no rush for it.

21. Do  you  have  any  fanboys / fangirls ? I’m aware I have some~

22. What  are  you  most  afraid  of ? being trapped in the shrine for getting a little too slay happy...

23.  What  do  you  usually  wear ? Cloaks, something loose fitting to allow me to flow and fly.~

24. Do  you  love  someone ? -Does the same face as #14 *verse dependent!~*-

25. When  was  the  last  time  you  wet  yourself ? As in???? in the water??

26. Well,  it’s  not   over  yet!  Oh-

27. What  class  are  you ? Messenger of dreams, knight, a temple attendant

28. How  many  friends  do  you  have ?  The number is never steady, hard to say u<u

29. What  are  your  thoughts  on  pie ? If it’s topless it’s just an oversized tart.

30. Favorite drink? Dandelion tea!

31. What’s  your  favorite  place ? Top of the canopy of the Jabberwocks forest.~

32. Are  you  interested  in  someone ? my my, pushy to pry into my social life, Are you a fan that you asked about?~

33. Would  you  rather  swim  in  the  lake   or  the  ocean? Ocean, much deeper.~ -kaiju bird enjoys to be submerged at full form~-

34. What’s  your  type ? wouldn’t you like to know weather boy?~

35. Are  you  wanting  the  quiz  to  end ? It was fun while it lasted. ^<^

[blank undercut!]

1. What  is  your  name ?

2. What  is  your  real  name ?

3. Do  you  know  why  you  were  called  that ?  

4.  Are  you  single  or  taken ?

5.  Have  any  abilities  or  powers ?

6. Stop  being  a  Mary Sue.  

7. What’s  your  eye  color ?

8. How  about  your  hair  color ?

9. Have  you  any  family  members ?

10. Oh ? What  about  pets ?  

11. That’s  cool  I  guess,  now  tell  me  about  something  you  don’t  like:

12.  Do  you  have  any  hobbies / activities  you  like  doing ?

13. Ever  hurt  anyone  before ?  

14. Ever …. killed  anyone  before ?

15. What  kind  of  animal  are  you ?  

16. Name  your  worst  habits.  

17. Do  you  look  up  to  anyone  at  all ?  

18. Gay,  straight,  or  bisexual ?  

19. Do  you  go  to  school?  

20. Do  you  ever  want  to  marry  and  have  kids  one  day ?

21. Do  you  have  any  fanboys / fangirls ?

22. What  are  you  most  afraid  of ?

23.  What  do  you  usually  wear ?

24. Do  you  love  someone ?

25. When  was  the  last  time  you  wet  yourself ?

26. Well,  it’s  not   over  yet!  

27. What  class  are  you ?

28. How  many  friends  do  you  have ?  

29. What  are  your  thoughts  on  pie ?

30. Favorite drink?

31. What’s  your  favorite  place ?

32. Are  you  interested  in  someone ?

33. Would  you  rather  swim  in  the  lake   or  the  ocean?

34. What’s  your  type ?

35. Are  you  wanting  the  quiz  to  end ?

#abt onna #aerial dives -[dashgames]

[devacrystals]

Can the crystal bracelet be mixed to wear?

Generally, it is recommended to mix and match the crystals with similar hardness and semi-precious stones, and avoid the crystals with big difference in hardness, so as to better avoid the hard crystals colliding with the low-hardness crystals and being damaged, thus affecting the shipment.

Tourmalines are:

Colorful tourmaline, watermelon tourmaline, black sugar tourmaline, cherry blossom powder tourmaline, macaroon tourmaline, Rubilai tourmaline, cat's eye chrome tourmaline and so on;

Ghost crystals are:

Phoenix, White Ghost, Orange Ghost, Four Seasons Ghost, Flower Ghost, Green Ghost, Emerald Ghost and so on;

Hair crystals are:

Copper Hair Crystal, Ghost Hair Crystal, Cat Eye Color Hair Crystal, Green Hair Crystal, Silver Hair Crystal, Golden Hair Crystal, Copper Hair Crystal, Blue Hair Crystal, Red Hair Crystal, White Hair Crystal, Cat Eye Titanium Crystal, Titanium Crystal Flower, Black Silver Titanium, Purple Titanium Crystal, Rose Titanium Crystal, Swallow Titanium and so on;

Seven kinds of super crystals are:

Color Doppler Ultrasound, Rose Super Seven, Golden Strawberry, Pink Super Seven, Purple Hair Super Seven, Blue Super Seven, Red Super Seven, Green Super Seven and so on;

Flower crystals are:

Colourful flower, golden flower, dragon fish flower, bovine red flower, blue flower, toffee flower and so on;

Astley crystals are:

Brahma Assai, Golden Assai, Pink Assai, Purple Assai, Black Gold Assai and so on;

Other crystals are:

Pigeon strawberry crystal, pink crystal, topaz, amethyst, aquamarine, Amazonite, purple lithium, Morganite, Fortune & Longevity Crystal, kyanite, blue topa, red rabbit hair, yellow rabbit hair,Crape myrtle aurora crystaland so on;

The hardness of the above crystals is in the range of 6.5-8, with little difference, so they can be worn together;

Moonstone, Redstone, labradorite, Obsidian, copper pectolite, Sugilite, Phoenix Stone, Venus Feldspar, Lapis lazuli, Purple Mica Crystal, Purple Dragon Crystal, Amethyst, prehnite, Diopside, Blue Rhinite and Sub-graphite all belong toquartz semi-precious stones.

But not all crystal semi-precious stones can match each other, and quartz semi-precious stones can match each other, depending on whether their hardness is similar.