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Sketchbook work: ‘train of thought ’
Ciaran 2016

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Ticker tape skulls art quilt by sheepBlue on



1) The first non-vowel letter of your last name
2) The last non-vowel letter of your last name
3) Your age
4) The number of siblings you have
5) The number of pets you have

Tag yourself I’m FR-1701


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Here’s my entry for the Cut & Run exchange – for d-kauffman!  

So, guide to all the different fabrics:

A Texas state flag, cowboys hats, motorcycle, coffee, cookies, and grey suiting material for Zane

Blue suiting material, baseballs, two marine fabrics, ACU fabric, Mara’s apple pie and jelly, the Eiffel Tower (for the debauched night of selling antiques), Christmas fabric, Shamrock for Nick, and western shirt blue and white plaid for Ty

Spongebob, mardi gras maskets, tiger fabric, flags for FBI service, and bottle caps.  Plus handwritten  Anchor, Compass, Black Market Orchids, Are you feeling this too? Baltimore and West Virginia.

it’s about 25 inches square.  The brownest brown to ever brown on the edge of the ampersand, and a green with brown accents as a binding to represent their eyes.  And what actually made me giddy in the fabric store – the white background has a thin stripe pattern like the covers of the books.

Hope you like it d-kauffman!  PM me your addy and I’ll get it in the mail to you this week!


  • “Are you going to leave me again?”
  • “Be quiet!” 
  • “Do you trust me?” 
  • “Don’t pretend that you cared about me.”

  • “Don’t you love me anymore?” 
  • “Foolish.”
  • “Forgive me, please.”
  • “Get out of my face.“ 
  • “Go away.” 
  • “How could I believe someone like you?” 
  • “How could you do this to me?”
  • “How was I supposed to know?” 
  • “Leave me alone already.” 
  • “I can’t let you go, not when you’re like this.” 
  • “I can’t trust you.”
  • “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
  • “I haven’t been resting. I can’t sleep.“ 
  • “I just wanted to help you.” 
  • “I needed you and you weren’t there.”
  • “I said I was sorry.” 
  • “I thought we were friends.“ 
  • “I’m a nobody.” 
  • “It’s too late now.” 
  • “It was hard for me to say goodbye.”
  • “Maybe, I don’t need your help.”
  • "Please don’t go." 
  • “Please, stop it already.” 
  • “Stop lying.” 
  • “Stop pretending.”
  • “Stop trying to fix something that can’t be fixed.”
  • “Wasn’t I worth a goodbye?”
  • “We need to talk.”
  • “What more do you want from me?” 
  • “You don’t care anymore, huh?” 
  • “You liar!”
  • “You’re hurting me.”

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narcissa malfoy was probably the most powerful occlumens in hogwarts history and nobody knew

she literally stood up to lord voldemort and lied that harry potter was dead and i don’t know about you but if i were an evil ruler i would probably want to triple-check that my nemesis was, you know, actually deceased

voldemort had actual doubts about snape

narcissa swans on by without a whisper, without a second glance

This totally aligns with the canon fact that Draco was a great occlumens as well. I find it much easier to see Narcissa teaching Draco such a time consuming art then Lucius.



Ty made his way up the stairs of the row house to the attic bedroom where Zane was waiting for him on the balcony.

He flexed his fingers as he walked. They were sore from wrenching away on the Mustang all afternoon after leaving their other house that morning and from years of injuries. He looked down at his scarred knuckles. Each mark symbolized a close call. A brush against the fur of death that had nearly torn him from this life he and Zane were building together over and over again.

He huffed and dropped his hands to his sides.

Then he saw a pair of bright, wide eyes and a vicious looking grin across the room and he screamed.

Zane came running in through the balcony door. “Ty, what’s wrong?”

Ty pointed at the figure sitting on the bar stool Zane used when he was painting. “Where the fuck did that clown come from, Zane?”

Zane frowned. Then he turned, following Ty’s finger.

Ty’s eyes narrowed as his fiancé’s shoulders began to shake.

“Zane?” Ty asked in a flat voice. “Why is there a creepy clown doll in our attic?”

“Anne sent it. It was Sadie’s but she’s finally reached the age where she doesn’t want to really play with dolls anymore. So Anne sent us this one so we could give it to Amelia.”

Ty cocked his head. “Did you know she was sending the doll? Did you know what it looked like before she sent it?”

Zane looked back at him and smiled. “Yes, yes I did.”

“You know Deuce is going to crap himself when he sees that thing, right?”

Zane’s smile widened and he nodded.

Ty reached out and pulled Zane into a hug. He pressed his nose against Zane’s cheek. Zane leaned into his touch.

Then Ty chuckled. “Deuce is gonna kill us. He’s gonna kill me. It’ll be so worth it.”

“I knew you’d approve, baby,” Zane said as he leaned in for a kiss.


I know I’m really behind on prompts right now, but if any of you ever feel inclined you can drop prompts (like these, or this, or others) in my ask box.

I’d really prefer not to get smut prompts right now.

Laughing so hard! This was perfect.

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