also my hair is a beast

  • My friend: soooo what are you looking for in a guy?
  • Me: kind. sweet. approximately 6'2". ginger. messy hair. wears bow ties and a blue coat. no one can ever figure out THE FUCK his eye color is. has to have solid cheek bones just saying. also jawline. freckles are a thing. wizard. Hufflepuff™. author. magizoologist. is actually Newt Scamander.
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Orange Skies and Blue Eyes

I haven’t posted in like forever but since it’s Christmas, I’ve decided to finish all my requests and will open requests again when I’m done doing so. 

Also Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them was awesome 💚 I loved it and cried so much when I watched it. 

Can you do a one shot where Draco places his head in your lap? Kinda like when he did that with pansy but you know, cuter -Anonymous

“Leave me alone, Parkinson” Draco sighed, quickening his pace to get away from the dark haired girl. She had been acting extremely clingy today and seeing as Draco was already having such a stressful day, he couldn’t handle the way the pug faced slytherin’s obsession with him was an all-time high at the moment. Pansy was like an animal during mating season every once a month. There are times when her love for him was at a minimal and there are times (like now) where her hormones blast like fireworks waiting to burst.

“But Drakey….” Pansy whined, trying to make her face puppy dog like but ended up making Draco visibly disgusted “You promised to help me with Potions! We can watch the sunset too once we’re finished” Her hands had created a death grip on his bicep, disabling the boy from getting away. Draco mentally cursed at how he couldn’t just push her away. He was a Malfoy, he still had a reputation to keep.

“I don’t recall that” He squinted at her. The day couldn’t have gone worse for him. He had gotten detention from McGonagall because of his little banter with the Golden Trio during their Divination class and the fact that he had a tiring quidditch practice this morning. He looked up and prayed to any god there was up there to help him.

And just like that.

“Draco!” He turned his head to find his favorite pair of (E/C) eyes and (H/C) hair. You stood behind the awkward duo, holding back a laugh. You and Draco had been best friends since you were children. You fathers worked together in the ministry and were delighted you were both sorted in the same house.

“(Y/N)” He breathed, happily. Relief flowed through him as he stared at the smiling girl in front of him. You tried your best to hold back your laughter due to his obvious discomfort. Parkinson on the other hand looked at you with uttermost hatred. During the sorting in your first year, you were nervous as to where the hat would place you. Draco knew of your uneasiness and held your hand the whole time until your name was called. From then on, she swore to make your life at Hogwarts hell. That plan never went accordingly since you never visibly shown you were affected.

“I’ve been looking for you all over the damn place” You smiled, sweetly as Pansy scoffed not caring if Draco heard her. Your smile disappeared, feigning a hurt expression. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten…” The blonde gave you a baffled look.

“It’s Sit under a tree with your Best Friend Day!” You hollered, raising your arms for extra emphasis.

“That’s not a thing” Parkinson exclaimed, exasperated.

Draco slowly understood what you were trying to do and decided to play along.

“Oh yes. Of course I haven’t, love.” He grinned, scratching the nape of his neck. He looked down at the clinging girl next to him before he spoke “Sorry, Parkinson. It seems my schedule’s booked. Maybe on the 30th of February?” Pansy smiled, squealing in joy as she hugged Draco one last time. “You promise?” She batted her eyelashes making you gag.

“Yeah, I promise” Draco said, sliding his hand from her grip and wrapping an arm around you. You giggled realizing how dim witted Parkinson was. Well, they say love makes you blind but you didn’t recall that it also disintegrated your intelligence.  Pansy stuck her tongue out at you as if to say ‘I won’. You shook your head and giggled under your breath.


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You made many happy memories in Hogwarts with Draco. Your first casting of a patronus, first duel and even your first skinny dip –that’s a story for another time. You’ve done everything together well except snog of course. Friends don’t do that. You sat down on your favorite tree to sit on. It had the perfect view of the castle and had the perfect shade to protect you from the sun’s rays. Draco sat next to you, sighing contently as he lent his head back against the tree. You looked at him with concern as he noticed how tired he looked. You knew he wouldn’t admit it but he does get tired of acting this way from time to time. It wasn’t easy having his kind of title; The Slytherin Prince.

“You should rest, Draco…” You insisted, gently nudging his shoulder with yours. He opened his eyes to look at you, his signature smirk evident as he noticed the concern in them. “You could my lap as a pillow” You suggested, smirking as well “It’ll calm you”

“I’m not a child (Y/N)” He scoffed, noticing your teasing manner.

“I never noticed” You whispered, giggling after “Please?”

He could never resist you. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t. You had a way of controlling the him that had no need for dominance or violence; physical or verbal. He’s always seen you as more than a friend and if you were someone else, he would have asked you to be his from the start but you were you. He was afraid of you. Afraid of what you truly feel and how much it would affect him. The girl with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes. There are numerous girls with these colors but only you can bring out true beauty. God, he hated himself for sounding like a girl.

He shuffled rather messily to get into the right position. You couldn’t help but laugh at the way he looked so happy to be able to rest his head on your lap. He enjoyed it, especially at the way you caress his blonde locks between your fingers.  You knew again that this was something he wouldn’t admit to anyone –well except you.

“I told you it’ll calm you….Drakey…” You teased, looking down at him to see he was cringing at the name. You laughed, continuing your hand movements on his hair. “Don’t ever call me that” He groaned, placing an arm over his eyes.

“You should tell her the way you feel, Draco. Who knows what she’ll do next” You spoke in a joking manner but he knew it was laced with concern. He knew of what Parkinson tries to do to you when he wasn’t around but you’ve assured him countess of times that you payed no attention to the pug-face herself.

“You think she’ll try to get me to marry her?” He joked, trying to make you smile again. It mildly worked as he saw you had given him a half-smile. You looked up at the sky above you as it started to turn yellow-orange. The sunset in Hogwarts was always so beautiful to look at. The blonde removed his arm to stare at you. As cliché as it sounds, he thought you were more beautiful than the sun, moon and stars.

“(Y/N)” You tore your gaze away from the sky to see a better view of blue. His eyes were an ocean that you drowned in countless of times. He sat up, surprising you as he held the back of your neck with his hand. Your heart was beating rapidly unsure if he was going to do what you thought he was. He leaned in, capturing your lips in his. For once in his life, he actually felt something when he kissed a girl.

“You’re more radiant than whatever the sunset could bring” He said once he pulled away. You returned to your original position; His head on our lap whilst you relaxed against the tree, fingers wrapped around his soft blonde hair.

“Rest, Draco, my love. I’ll see you in a bit”

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Like their High Lord, the males—warriors—were dark-haired, tan-skinned. But unlike Rhys, their eyes were hazel and fixed on me as I at last stepped close. […] Both of them were tall, their wings tucked in tight to powerful, muscled bodies covered in plated, dark leather that reminded me of the worn scales of some serpentine beast. Identical long swords were each strapped down the column of their spines—the blades beautiful in their simplicity. […] If Rhysand’s mother had also been Illyrian, then its people were blessed with unnatural good looks. […]

“So fancy tonight, brother. And you made poor Feyre dress up, too.”

“You’re brothers?” The Illyrians looked similar, but only in the way that people who had come from the same place did.

Rhysand clarified, “Brothers in the sense that all bastards are brothers of a sort.”

anonymous asked:

Ah hello! Do you think I could please have a ship? I'm 5'1, A Hufflepuff/Pukwudgie and I have blue eyes and brown hair that's slightly on the lighter side (my hair dye is fading). I'm a really big artist and absolutely adore sketching people and creatures/nature around me. Im also a really big book worm, especially series. I really love to cuddle, and enjoy sitting in a comfortable silence (I'm quite shy and am naturally very quite) which is why I love to listen than to talk ☺️ thank you!

Not sure which fandom you wanted, so I chose for you lol If you want something else tell me.


I ship you with Newt!


You’re both very much alike, and whole opposites usually attract, this works well for you both. He likes that you can just sit comfortably with him, no fuss, no crazy night. Just the two of you reading, or you drawing. He likes it even more when you can sit and draw his creatures. In fact, he doesn’t mind requesting it every now and then. He’s not overly shy, simply prefers the company of creatures, but he finds your naturally shy nature to be quite endearing.

Originally posted by addictedtoeddie

Plotting

A poem by Simon Snow

A curtain of black hair
Eyes of grey and green
A voice that echoes deeply
But Baz is rEalLy mEaN

He’s plotting to kill me
I swear to Crowley it’s true
He watches me in my sleep
And he stole my red ball too

Pitch is eVIL i tell you
He once pushed me down the stairs
And don’t even get me started
On all the sneers and all the stares

He’s actually quite handsome
I’ll admit that much at least
In fact I might even like him
If he weren’t a cRuel awFUL bEAsT

Also he’s a vAmPiRE
I almost forgot to say that!
He drains rats down in the catacombs
And probably turns into a bat

He’s pLotTInG I tell you
Every day, every night
He invited me to Christmas
It’s just a scheme so he can bite

I should tell him about the veil
See if he knows what it means
I’m almost at his house

Wait

Omg

Jeans

*Fangirl/Bias Relationships*

Me: Look at him! Daddy AF! Yasss!

Also Me: Why is my son like this??? I didn’t raise him this way! Ugh my child!

Even More Me: Hmm… Do you think that he would mind if our first dance at our wedding was to his song? Is that weird?

Me to the Max: I want to kill him. This beautiful piece of filth needs to stop existing on my planet with his bouncy hair and flawless skin. I’m done. DONE!

them0nstersinherhead  asked:

Can I also have a ship with any Eddie character, please? I'm a chubby visual artist (I also work with adults w/ disabilities for a living) with lavender/purple hair, tattoos and piercings. I'm 5'5", I love to read, listen to music and travel frequently (usually to see bands). Ravenclaw/Pukwudgie. I'm very passionate about my favorite anythings, and I also tend to overthink most everything. I suppose that sums me up pretty well, haha. Thank you!!

I ship you with Newt!


He adores your kind heart, and he finds it very admirable that you work in such a field. He loves that you like traveling, as he can bring you along with him anywhere. You can bond over your shared interests in books, and he’ll often read his manuscript to you. You introduce him to more music than he’s used to, but he enjoys it.

Originally posted by simplyelda

ok i’ve been doing a lot of thinking about beauty and the beast in the last day after seeing the live action film (but also all of my life cause it was my first disney movie) and i’ve realized something.

generally maps are oriented so that the top is north which makes west to the left and east to the right. in western civilization the way that people read and the way that timelines are written is from left to right, west to east.

the rose is the beginning of the beast’s story, where his curse began. and he keeps the worst of his curse and the strongest reminders of it in the west wing where his room is. belle, on the other hand, is positioned at the end of his story; where the end of his curse lies and her bedroom is in the east wing.

it’s only when belle knows the whole story, west to east, and surrounded by what he believes to be the worst of his beastliness that she finally admits aloud that she loves him, thus breaking the spell.

i was thinking the other day, yeah it’s all fun and games with this new beauty and the beast, and i can make fun of it because i was never really that attached to the original one (although i enjoy it and it’s infinitely better), it wasn’t my childhood classic. i watched it for the first time when i was way older

HOWEVER

i can’t say the same about the little mermaid. my ass is super compromised there. basically, the first time i watched disney’s little mermaid i was four. FOUR. and i watched it almost weekly for months. so, yeah, when the dreaded remake arrives yall can’t trust my review of it, not one fucking bit. because that’s where all objectivity is lost, gone and deceased forever.

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Went to the early screening of Disney’s Beauty and the Beast (birthday gift from my friend)! And you know I had to dress up, it’s the cosplayer in me lol. My mom made my Belle inspired red cape and I wore pink shirt under, I also did my hair and makeup inspired by Belle’s.

I really liked the movie, my favorite parts were the singing scenes and the diversity, I noticed a nice amount of people of color in the film, which was wonderful. I highly recommend the movie :)!

anonymous asked:

can we just establish that athos as the beast has s3 athos hair which we all know was not only Peak athos hair (the mop from s1 cannot compete) but is also the most beast-y of the athos looks given to us

UM EXCUSE U ALL BUT THE MOP IS MY BEST FRIEND

But yes u are correct he has the s3 hair

However he doesn’t have the whatever the heck ridiculous goatee from season three because I don’t know her, he as established has his s1/2 depression beard thanks

Overall …. This is a Look™

Finally its done, this is creek Post-movie. His shorts are burnt due to the acid in the creature who ate hims stomach, along with his hair which is now permanently short. Sincei ts burned and can’t grow back he does not have magic, however he did not lose his colors because he isn’t sad or hopeless he’s angry he wants revenge, he’s learned to fight with a spear and he’s ready to take on the world.

Oh he also lost a neye fighting a beast and I thought an eyepatch would be cool.

And glove because he didn’t want to get splinters (And i cant draw hands)

Just my headcanon on what he ends up like.

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Credence Barebone make-up test!

This isn’t the wig I’m going to use, it’s either gonna be my own hair or another wig entirely when I get round to doing the costume.

Also, I usually always make a little effort in make-up tests to put on a closet costume, but honestly, just deal with my skeleton onesie, totally #accurate.

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jaime lannister + catelyn stark 

Jaime Lannister had been allowed no razor since the night he was taken in the Whispering Wood, and a shaggy beard covered his face, once so like the queen’s. Glinting gold in the lamplight, the whiskers made him look like some great yellow beast, magnificent even in chains. His unwashed hair fell to his shoulders in ropes and tangles, the clothes were rotting on his body, his face was pale and wasted… and even so, the power and the beauty of the man were still apparent. - Catelyn 

“Oh, Lysa was not so fearsome as all that.” She had been a pretty girl, in truth; dimpled and delicate, with long auburn hair. Timid, though. Prone to tongue-tied silences and fits of giggles, with none of Cersei’s fire. Her older sister had seemed more interesting, though Catelyn was promised to some northern boy, the heir of Winterfell - Jaime

SO i wanted to talk a little bit more about my platonic Beauty and the Beast/Gravity Falls AU

Beast!Stan’s design. i changed a few things around from the original Beast design, like the colors and pattern on the fur, to better reflect Stan’s character. his chin hair and around his face are all darker shade of gray to reflect his 5 o’ clock shadow. also, the fur around his eyes is a darker color to match both his lasses, and the worry lines around his eyes.

the fur on his eyebrows, his head, and down his back is all a lighter gray, to reflect his hair color. his nose is obviously pinker to match his normal nose. and I made his ears WAY bigger than Beast’s original design because Stan has been mentioned to have really big ears compared to the other characters, and i thought it would be an interesting change.

Ford being turned into the Journal. This was actually an idea that came up between me and @cirilee, when we were talking a bit about the AU. my idea was that Ford would be turned into the Journal, and that his 6 fingered hand on the front would act as the magic mirror in the original movie, while she came up with the idea of the pages slowly falling out as time went on (like the rose petals). Ford can communicate through the journal pages, and people can write back to him.

Bill cursed them because Stan outsmarted Bill and it pissed him off, so he cursed Stan and Ford for the heck of it. he made Stan a beast to “show the world what he truly looks like” (as in, this is how Stan views himself, as an angry, ugly beast that no one wants. Bill is preying on his self confidence and self worth issues and mocking them without mercy), while he turned Ford into a Journal both to give Stan less emotional support and to cause both pain (b/c now Stan blames himself for Ford getting cursed, and now Ford can barely communicate and is trapped and unable to move).

to add further insult to injury, Bill made it so Ford would lose pages over time. and once those pages were all gone, the curse could never be reversed and Ford would be gone, b/c with each page torn out a little piece of him is erased. once the curse is reversed however, Ford would be restored completely whole