Are there any other things that you're particularly exited to write but can't make you're brain do it? Like with the radioapple fic,,, or well, maybe not on the same level of priority but still wanna? I ask cause I've been having the same trouble lol, just in. drawing form, I can't for the life of me do a good radioapple piece😫😫 the vibes are just off, the brain don't wanna brain rn
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I totally understand!! <3 Happy to help!
And I think the radioapple is the main thing that's hitting me in the "Fuck, I can't?!" button right now, but another thing that I would like to write but just haven't had a solid idea for (and frankly just need to rewatch some of the actual show for) is radiorose!
I love Alastor and Rosie's shenanigans so much, from the way that he does a little fawn bleat when she swings him around to the fact that she immediately starts offering him advice on soul deals to be made to the way that they encourage each other's nefarious goals. I get the impression that they both give each other a lot of leeway that they don't offer other people (especially Alastor), and I want to explore the contours of the liberties they let each other take as well as where the boundaries stand. Also, Alastor is always softer with women and it gives me the warm and fuzzies. Truly, they're evil besties and I want to dive into it at some point in the future.
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None of them are gonna be physically violent
The Reddit users are going to judge you if you express any religious or “unscientific” sentiment
The Catholics run the gamut from “hardcore pro-lifer” to “Nun who invented communism”
The Protestants have brought lots of food but are going to proselytize the entire time you eat
The crystalists are split 60/40 on whether or not vaccines cause autism, and you don’t know who has the majority until you’ve been there an hour
The Anglophiles have good pastries, but 1/3 of them are in Sherlock cosplay
The girlbosses are all within 10° to the left of the center of the political spectrum and will try very hard to get you to invest in their MLM
The vegans brought food but will turn hostile if you let slip that you’ve used animal products in the last year
The reenactors have booze, but your phone is dead and they’re giving a very pro-America history lecture
The influencers have a pool, a jacuzzi, and lots of drugs, but they have a combined net worth that teaches seven digits and won’t let you forget it
The retirees have great weed but they’re gonna ask you a lot of invasive questions and give you a lot of unsolicited advice.
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having a new dog is still stressing me out a lot since we haven't figured out if she's okay in the crate when we're gone and we haven't figured out if she'd be okay without one so we're just. never gone.
the first couple times we left her in the crate we thought things were fine? there was a lot of wet drooly area but she was also licking a treat ball all over so we assumed it was just from that. I noticed later that the side gate was a little bent like maybe she'd been trying to nose it open.
then we left her while the kids had to go to piano and I was at the actual office and she shredded her bed up. this was the only time we'd left her near dinnertime when she hadn't eaten first and she only had one toy in there but still, it spooked us a lot!
so now we're trying crate training from the basics of only leaving the room a little while at a time and gradually increasing time, but we've been at it almost a week and we're up to like, 4 minutes, and sometimes she'll whine sooner than that (I tell her quiet from outside the room and she stops).
then this afternoon Mr Lita took the girls to piano lessons and after doing another crate training session with her I decided that instead of shutting her in my office with me I'd just let her do whatever and keep an eye on her periodically to make sure she wasn't getting into trouble, and she just went downstairs to a spot she could see the door from and went to sleep.
so, is this all wrong? would she be fine without the crate? she has at times gotten into mischief while we're home so idk what she'd get into if she was loose while we're not home?
how am I gonna get her from being quiet for 2-4mins depending on the day to being calm and quiet for 30 mins? it feels like we got up to 3 mins pretty quickly but we've been stuck at 3-4 mins for a couple days now and it's making it hard to see how long it'll take to increase her crate time to 30 mins which is what the humane society said the minimum is before you start leaving the house with her in the crate.
anyway it's stressing me out and it's stressing Mr Lita out and we're very much still vacillating wildly between "everything will be fine" and "we are now chained down forever by this dog and can never leave the house again for the next 15 years, what have we done" 😩😭
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I THOUGHT YOU KNEW
pairings: theodore nott x reader
word count: 0.9k
summary: “i thought you knew?” “you thought i knew we were dating?” “yes!” “how would i know that, nott, you never told me.”
Theodore Nott had dead eyes. That was something you had learned early on in your friendship with the boy; never expect his eyes to tell you anything. But, right now, you couldn’t help but wonder if your own advice was wrong because the look he was giving you in the moment was the farthest thing to dead. Alive.
Theodore’s eyes were ablazed, like you had lit a match in his face just as he had done with his cigarettes the night before. They looked on fire as he glared off at you, standing and chatting with some Ravenclaw boy who had decided to make the stupid of going to a slytherin party and talking to Theo’s girl.
It was a common fact that you and Theo had something, everyone knew. Well, maybe except for you.
Maybe that’s why you hadn’t expected for Theodore to waltz up to you and your new friend and throw an arm over your shoulder, and stand and listen to you too talk, not saying a word.
“Think we should get out of here?” Was the first thing he said to you, well, whispered into your ear, pulling you closer.
“I’m okay here, Teddy,” you said. Theo visible softened, melting into you at the nickname only you were allowed to call him. “You can go, though. I’ll be alright, promise.”
Theo smiled at you as you patted his arm that was wrapped around your shoulder, watching as your attention drifted back to whoever this guy was. He sighed.
“I know,” Theo started before your Ravenclaw friend interrupted.
“Yeah, mate, we’ll be okay,” he said. Theo hardened, dead eyes becoming colder as he took his arm off your shoulder, stepping forward and shoving the guy.
“Was I fucking talking to you, mate?” he spit.
“Woah!” you cut, pulling Theo back with your hand to his chest, “What the hell, Theo?”
“Yeah,” the Raveclaw pants. “What the hell, Nott? Calm down!”
Theodore sneers, glaring harshly ate the boy before hissing, “Fuck off,” and pushing past him and bumping his shoulder aggressively as he makes his way out of the common room.
Staring of at his fuming figure you quickly apologize to the boy before chasing off after Theo. When you find him, he’s angrily pacing through the hallway, running a hand through his hair.
“Theo,” you state angrily. Theo’s head whips to where you stand before shaking his head and choosing to walk away from you and down the hall.
“Theo!” you yell, walking quickly behind him. “What the fuck was that about? Can you wait for a second and talk to me?”
Theo stops, allowing you to catch up to him. You can practically see the steam coming out when he turns to you. “What am I supposed to do?” he asks bitterly. “Just let him flirt with you?”
“What?” you ask, just as bitter. “What are you talking about? Why’d you have to fucking shove, Dylan?”
Dylan. Theodore scoffs, getting madder by the second. He takes a step closer, towering over you. “So I’m just supposed to stand there when some prick is running up on my girlfriend!”
Girlfriend? What the hell was he on about. “Girlfriend?” you question, softer.
“Yes! You’re my girlfriend!” Theodore shouted. He just wasn’t getting it, was he?
“What?” you spluttered. “Since when?”
“What,” Theo got quieter.
“i didn’t know…” you said. “when did we start dating?…o-officially?”
“You didn’t know?” he repeated, incredulous. “I… I thought… I thought you knew?”
“You thought I knew we were dating?” You were getting louder, voice echoing off the walked.
“Yes!” Theo yelled, eyes getting sadder.
“How would I know that, Nott, you never told me!”
Theodore shakes his head, again getting gentle. “Don’t start calling me ‘Nott’ now, angel, you don’t do that.”
“Theo,” you reiterated, taking a breath. “When did we— when did we start ‘dating’.”
Theo looks like a kicked puppy when he says, “Last trip to Hogsmeade. We kissed.”
Looking at the ground, you say, “Just because we kissed doesn’t mean we’re dating.”
“To me, it did!”
“You kiss plenty of girls that you’re not dating!” you argue.
Theo scoffs, “They’re not you, now are they?”
“Teddy,” you say, tears quickly forming in your eyes. Looking up at him, he purses his lips, heart breaking in his chest. “Why couldn’t you have just asked me to be your girlfriend?”
“Love, I… I thought you knew, didn’t I?”
“Yeah,” you swallow, hugging yourself with your own arms, still holding in your tears. “Well, I didn’t.”
It’s silent between you both for a moment, nothing but you staring at the floor and Theo staring at you. Theo takes a small step forward, his hands touching where you hold yourself. “Would you?” he says, “Be my girlfriend, if I asked?”
“Yeah,” you chuckle, looking up at him, “if you’d ask, you dick.”
Theo chuckles, dipping his head low and putting his lips against yours. His lips are so soft, despite how he tastes like liquor and cigarettes. He breaks apart from you, hand coming to caress your cheek. “Would you be my girlfriend?”
“Yes, I would.”
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