as if i'll ever be able to

Watercoloured Elf - yeah i really didn’t know what else to call it xD but I’m super happy with how it turned out. It’s been a while since I made an OC and now that I think about it I don’t think I ever used colour.. I wanted to try and work with watercolours to see how it’d turn out andddd needless to say I might use those from now on ^^” I’m super satisfied with the outcome. Here’s to more fanart^^ artblock begone!

Made by jiyu-koya. Please do not repost, do not remove source

also a quick message from my muslim friend to the muslim women in america: if you ever feel the need to stop wearing your hijab due to fear of violence, then that’s okay. allah will understand and forgive. i know i’m “just” a german muslim but american muslims shouldn’t have to live through this, it’s unfair and i want you all to be able to show off your religion with pride, BUT YOUR SAFETY COMES FIRST. allah forgives. please remember you are still valid and loved.

A Very Merry Malfoy Christmas

Scorpius: Me
Albus: CC (@huffledoge / @w-a-d-a)
Astoria : EG (@egdramaqueen)
Draco: Arin (@space-marauder)
Narcissa : also me
Lucius: A (@youvegotenoughnerve)
Andromeda: Katie (@girlswillbeboys11)
Teddy: AK (@asktheslytherpuff / @ak-is-an-alien)
Harry: Jules (@hogwarts-tower)

((I sincerely apologize for the 79 gifs that are about to take up your entire dash. I didn’t add the extras just for this reason, and also, my arm is dead. Merry Christmas, AND A BIG THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO COLLABORATED ON THIS THREAD!!!! IT WAS SO FUN AND I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!))


Scorpius rings the doorbell

Astoria answers the door

She kisses Albus on the cheek, then greet her son

Albus grins smugly at Scorpius

They walk inside and into the dining room

Scorpius freezes

Scorpius sits next to Lucius, cowering

Lucius looks majestic af, sipping from his goblet

Draco’s eyes are narrowed as he looks across the table at Albus

Astoria kicks Draco under the table

Albus tries to make conversation

Andromeda reaches for Lucius’s goblet

Andromeda, Narcissa, and Astoria all share knowing glances

Long, awkward pause

Scorpius interjects

Astoria: “You talk about Albus as much as your father did about Harry when he was your age.”

Lucius sighs in defeat


~BONUS~

Harry and teddy arrive at the Malfoy Manor

They enter the mansion

~FIN~

8

Lightwoodsdaily’s Appreciation Weeks ♡ Day 11
↪ Favourite Episode » Malec

It’s awesome to be able to draw Mark with his black hair again

ok so, usually even for my big pieces, i tend to only spend about 4-5 hours on them, BUT GODDAMN I’ve spent like….15+ hours on this?? I’m exhausted. I feel like it really paid off though???? I mean I’m really happy with it. I’m also trying to be more art positive, so I’m forcing myself to like it (ง'̀-‘́)ง

My best friend asked me if I ever saw myself being with you again. I smiled, and I told her that you’re the kind of girl who crosses by a guy’s life once and then never again. I don’t know what it is about you that made me feel that way, but I know that we will never be able to pick up where we left off because it’s been so long and we’ve changed so much.

I told her that even if I wanted to be with you, I’m not sure I can - because you broke me. And if you were the one for me, you wouldn’t have left me.

I told her that in time, I’m going to carry on with my life. I’m gonna go out into the world because there is so much living to do - so many places to go to, lots of people to meet, and dozens of things to cross off my bucket list. 

“And to find the person you’ll love forever?”, she asked.

I looked at her, smiled and answered, “I already did.”

—  LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write
Day 1
I cried so hard my mother was scared to leave me alone. She called me from work every hour to hear me breathing.
Day 2
I only left my bed to go to class. Your best friend said you love me more than I’ll ever know.
Day 3
I was finally able to eat a meal without heaving it (and thoughts of us) up ten minutes later.
Day 4
Another girl said you asked her to hang out. I lost it right there in the middle of class.
Day 5
I laughed without you today.
Day 6
I cuddled with another boy but I couldn’t fall asleep in his arms. I went to the bathroom and cried my eyes dry at 5 am. I miss your arms.
Day 7
I posted a picture with the boy. You liked it and it made my stomach feel like knives.
Day 8
I typed a text to send you saying we’re not pregnant but I deleted it. It’s stupid but I wish I still had you to celebrate with.
Day 9
I didn’t think about you today and I swore I was cured. I think my mind was just playing a cruel trick on me.
Day 10
I wore a dress to school and you paused in the hallway to turn and look at me. I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest.
Day 11
My brother asked me how many times I’m going to listen to the same song. He doesn’t know it’s your favorite.
Day 12
I wore your t-shirt to bed. It still smells like you. God I would bathe in that smell if I could.
Day 13
I opened up to my friends finally. No one can make sense of it. No one saw it coming. I wish I saw it coming.
Day 14
I went out of my way to drive past your house tonight. It gave me a feeling of safety, like the way I used to feel with my head on your chest.
Day 15
What shade of green are your eyes? I promised myself I would never forget them and god here I am. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.
Day 16
Picked up the phone to call you before class. I forgot I couldn’t do that anymore. Who’s supposed to calm me down in the mornings?
Day 17
I wonder who you call now to calm you down on nights when you can’t sleep.
Day 18
Somedays the doubt overcomes me and hangs in the air like a dark cloud. I think maybe you never really loved me, but then that makes the least sense of all.
Day 19
I brought your things back. You told me I looked like I was doing well and I know it upset you I didn’t turn to look back. Little did you know I left and went to our spot where I cried until there wasn’t a dry spot on the front of my shirt.
Day 20
I heard you replaced me and it scratched at my scars but I didn’t bleed.
Day 21
This was a stupid poem about a troublesome boy who held my heart in his palm and who loved me and who destroyed me. But I don’t need you to be happy anymore.
—  they say it takes 21 days to break a bad habit - @needumost
Before I met you, I was able to write about love without ever having experienced it myself. But then you came: you sucked all the words out of me. I don’t think I know what love even is any longer.
—  all that’s left of it is your name and I write it over and over
e.e.
My heart is pounding as you walk towards me, you gently slid your fingers betwe mine, we binded so perfectly together. My heart races out of control as you pressed your lips against mine, so delicately. That was your way of telling me not to worry anymore, you’re real, you’re here and you won’t ever abandon me, I’m safe, I’m home.
— 

Tenari Ioapo // Dear Handsome

Words will never be able to describe the way I felt when I saw you for the first time and how incredibly lucky I feel to call you mine.

1. In the beginning there are days when my sadness is bigger than the both of us, but you tell me that if I close my eyes I’ll be able to see the universe inside of me, and for a moment I do. That is when I realize you are what brings color into my life.

2. You call me your poetic girl and in return I cry myself to sleep because no one has ever seen enough pain in my writing to call me a poet. That is when I realize you are everything.

3. You ask me what my story is and after I tell you about the self loathing and more years spent trying to kill myself than actually living, you tell me about your mother and how she never calls you by the right name and never says the right things.

4. The first time you break my heart is when you tell me you love me but you’re not in love with me. I smile like it doesn’t hurt, like my heart isn’t just a pile of splinters on the floor now.

5. I can taste the end on the tip of my tongue but right now I am sitting in my bathtub squeezing my eyes shut and all I see is darkness.

6. It’s you and me and this vacant space our voices can’t seem to fill so I kiss you harder trying to find what we lost, but I just keep coming up empty.

7. I want to beg you to please, atleast pretend you still want me but instead I promise myself to stay even when it hurts. I always said I wouldn’t leave first.

8. Each time you say I love you it sounds more and more like an apology, I don’t want your apology, I just wanted to mean something to someone.

9. There is no more color, only weathered letters and old mixtapes to remind me that you were real and not just another person I made up.

10. I try so hard to pretend we can still be friends even though we both know that was the end. I try so hard but I keep breaking the last bits of me until I am close to becoming nothing.

11. I’m sorry for the way we fell apart, but I can’t stay.

-R.J// We fell together, then fell apart//
(via @boypoetic)

“You were the first boy I ever loved.
I’ll never be able to forget you even though sometimes I wish I could.
After you, I forgot how to love.
I drowned myself in liqueur and drunken kisses with blurry faces.
Because that’s how our love started. Now I know that what we had can’t be recreated. It was one of a kind, burned onto my heart and scarring my memories love.

You were the first boy I ever loved. But now I’ve met someone else who could be a different kind of love. A love that could make me realise that the burns and scars you left etched on me, are nothing compared to what losing the real thing could do.

—  Excerpt from the book I’ll never write

I think I’m losing you.
Amongst all this craziness we call life,
and its trials and tribulations,
love and anguish, bliss and misfortunes.
I think I’m losing you.

To the cycle of the repeated and repeats.
The circle of problems and answers we
will never find. The consequences that
come from mistakes we will never correct,
and wrongs we won’t ever be able to right.

I think I am losing you in this space.
In this time. Amongst clouds and stars,
to the minutes and seconds.

I am losing you to forces I never thought
could touch us. And I don’t know how
to get back to you before it’s too late.
Before you’ve gone too far to come back
home again, though we both know already.

—  “It doesn’t matter what I say now”
remnant-thoughts

Tori Amos - Sleeps With Butterflies

Ha ha Gabriel fell asleep waiting for Jack is obviously the type to sleep naked. I started doing work on this and then I remembered it’s a doodle and literally no one cares. 
I’m not disappointed about First Strike or anything.

Anyway here’s the Gabe to go with the Jack in my last post

Imagine catching Peter checking you out

“Don’t look at me like that.”

         “Why not?”

         “It makes me feel uncomfortable.”

         Pan raised an eyebrow, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. “Then how do you want me to look at you?”

         “Hm… how about not at all?”

         “Don’t know if I’d be able to manage that, love.”