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Steve Huston is one of the best artists and teachers of our time. His advice has been helping me figure out how I should approach making art and why I create art in the first place. 

In this interview, Steve Huston talks about how to grow as an artist, how to develop a unique style, how to find what calls to you, and much more. It’s a mighty 106 minute conversation filled with golden nuggets. Don’t miss this one.

Steve recently published an instructional book on figure drawing. I think it’s a must have for every artist learning how to draw: Figure Drawing for Artists: Making Every Mark Count


01:44:44 - Where can we get your book?

00:00:33 - Steve’s new book

00:00:45 - Going to Art Center*

00:01:21 - Drawing Comics as a Kid

00:02:15 - Illustrating after art school

00:03:36 - Teaching at Art Center*

00:04:21 - Taking over the classes of famous teachers

00:06:28 - Learning paint and color

00:09:00 - How did you learn color?

00:13:28 - Finding your style

00:14:34 - Working after Art Center

00:15:44 - Becoming a better artist

00:19:49 - Growing as an artist through teaching

00:21:20 - Making a finished art piece

00:26:25 - Thinking critically about the art you’re making

00:27:58 - Good copying vs bad copying

00:28:59 - Art as philosophy

00:30:26 - Developing an art style

00:33:34 - Creating a truly unique style*

00:46:36 - Drawing and painting better by asking question*

00:53:27 - Steve Huston’s inspirations

00:58:39 - What does an artist do if they don’t have any good ideas?

01:01:23 - How do artists balance idea and craft?

01:02:55 - Being afraid of drawing something “wrong”*

01:09:58 - The tools for creativity

01:11:40 - What is the purpose of creating art?

01:16:28 - How do you find what calls to you?*

01:27:00 - What was your creative learning schedule like?

01:33:52 - What would you have done differently in your art education?

01:36:16 - Did you study more from life or more from masters?

01:37:48 - Consistency in your artwork

01:39:13 - What do you enjoy more: quick-sketch or longer drawings?

01:41:09 - What medium do you want to learn?

01:42:02 - Any new books coming up?

01:43:18 - Where do you see your art going in the next 10 years?

The real reason some grimoires are so cryptic

Sometimes grimoires obscure things with secret codes or don’t explain certain steps because logically someone at the time would have known how to do what was a common action of the day. But sometimes they’re cryptic and mum on the actual meaning of certain designs and symbols for seemingly no reason. But I think the reason is simply: magicians.

To go into further explanation and not be so cryptic: I just wrote down a spell in one of my journals, and where a couple of components would go that could be changed and customized depending on need, I just left brackets there with nothing inside them, to let myself know that the chunk is swappable, it’s a variable. In another part I drew a dashed diagram with arrows and no other explanation–it’s the instructions for a certain hand-motion to make at the end of the spell.

There are no full explanations written down simply because I’ll know what I mean, and when I thought about that at the end, I said: “fuck it, it’s my book, if someone finds it when I’m dead it’s not like the book is for them.” And that’s the explanation behind a ton of crypticness: in the end, a lot of these books are made for personal usage or would come with an oral tradition where one person would explain it to another. If you’re not that person or not in that oral tradition, then what’s written there isn’t for you to understand, and cracking it open is going to require intuition, divination, outright necromancy (throttling the author’s ghost for the answer), or just making something up and seeing if it works. It’s not really on every magic-user to write a personal magic book that will be perfectly instructive to people born generations after they die. It’s on us to try to figure out their cryptic bullshit anyway.

(…I should print out this post and attach it to my Will.)


HEY LOOK AT THIS THING I FOUND did you know an unfortunate events game exists

i found it at a thrift store and the instructions book is missing so im not really sure how you’re supposed to play it but it’s still Very Neat 

it looks like it’s mostly count olaf trying to kill the baudelaires’ guardian and them trying to invent, bite, or read things in order to find ways to stop him 

meanwhile mr. poe also exists. i have no IDEA what the poe player does

the count olaf cards do various things to sabotage the guardian 

and the baudelaires do clever things to stop him (the sunny cards are the best)

and there’s also cards with rooms on them but im not sure what those are for 

number one way to get me to sob uncontrollably?

remind me that Sandor is like totally in love with Sansa. And Sansa may not know she’s in love with Sandor but like she dreams about him and imagines them kissing to cope???

shit i made myself cry

Marauders Era Headcannons

Ok so no one asked but these are mine. It’s really long, so sorry about that. A lot are based on inspo I’ve seen on Tumblr, tweaked to my liking, which is probably wrong but I just have all these feelings that I’ve gotta get out so here goes. If you see an idea that’s originally yours/you know who’s it is, please message me and I’ll credit your genius.


  •  Shortest marauder. like hella short. 
  • He wasn’t visibly muscled bc he liked food so damn much, but he wasn’t a creampuff either
  • preferred coffee over tea, and was the person who introduced coffee to Marlene
  • Funniest marauder. Could spin a tale/tell jokes like no one’s business. 
  • Towhead, tanned up nicely, brown eyes
  • was actually very particular about how his hair was combed/parted, but didn’t fuss about it openly *cough cough Sirius*
  • just didn’t get the hype behind Quidditch. sure, he liked it, but he couldn’t imagine letting a sport take over your life like James always did and even Sirius did during season
  • was actually hella perceptive and good at figuring things out about other people
  • like for real I think he was the first one to notice a lot; Remus’ condition, Sirius’ abusive home situation, when Lily’s feelings for James started to change, how James himself started to change
  • Was also the swiftest/sneakiest of all the marauders (rat!) and collected all of their intel
  • didn’t much care about school, and wanted to open a cafe in Diagon Alley after school
  • Had something of a talent for Divinations. Like, wasn’t a seer or anything, but he understood the theory and appreciated the art
  • fell in love with Marlene McKinnon in their 6th year, and her death in the first wizarding war (Mentioned in Lily’s letter to Sirius) is what pushed him over the edge and away from the Order. he was already struggling before then, but she grounded him and gave him something to fight for, and without her he just couldn’t handle anything. grew angry, bitter, resentful, flipped on the order and tore apart his friends. yuck.


  • V tall. Tallest Marauder. Tallest student. certified tallboy.
  • Tea and chocolate and jumpers
  • smoker, but only right before and right after the full moon. it helps him cope
  • only swears when he’s well and truly angry
  • Brown hair with hints of copper that grows into a kind of mop. He manages it, somehow, even though it’s way out of style, and it just works
  • pale, brown eyes with gold in them
  • Messy to a fault, but somehow always has what he needs in the moment
  • LOVES quidditch, and attends every match especially because Sirius is a beater and damn just look at his arms
  • is the strategic brains behind the marauders operation. as much of a strategist as Ron is, Remus was too, and he was very good at planning things, especially things like breaking into filches office or putting potions in the Slytherin’s morning pumpkin juice that makes them all turn red and roar spontaneously  
  • Always studied, because if he didn’t put in the work he wouldn’t pull good grades
  • Forms a very close relationship with Lily in their 5th year when they’re both prefect
  • realized he was bi (and totally in love with Sirius) in his 4th year
  • Refuses to come out to his parents because they already have a broken son, and he didn’t want to expand on those feelings
  • tutors kids for chocolate bars or spare change whenever he has the time
  • was terrified of being made head boy, because he just knew he couldn’t handle it, and was relieved when it was James (bc he just knew Lily was a shoe-in for Head Girl)
  • Is the first person Lily actually admits her confused feelings about James to


  • Second-shortest Marauder (much to his chagrin)
  • has excellent posture as a result (because if he slouches he’s the same height as Peter)
  • Long black hair, grey eyes, regal/sharp features. 
  • has a leather jacket that he picked up at a muggle consignment store when he was 14. it’s worn & covered in patches, and when his mother finds it in his closet his father uses the cruciatus on him
  • speaks excellent french. a side effect of Toujours Pur
  • Always paints his nails black or grey. When they chip, he paints over them, so it’s just layers and layers of paint
  • Starts to grow his hair out in the summer before his third year. Keeps it roughly shoulder length, and trims it himself after he had Emily Tefty teach him how
  • Incidentally, the summer before third year is when he stopped believing he could ever make amends with his parents. The only reason he went home after that was for Reg
  • Wants to live in London and work in a muggle garage
  • Is very smart, but doesn’t try. can ace every test though
  • is particularly gifted at CoMC
  • Smokes way more than he should
  • gets his first tattoo (a lion, what else) in Knockturn alley when he was 15. it paces and roars depending on his mood, and is on his ribcage, protecting his heart because he’s so afraid that one day he wont be able to protect his heart from his parents ideology 
  • realized he was Gay (and in love with Remus) in the start of their 5th year
  • was so terrified of that fact that he went on a year-long dating extravaganza, in which he dated and snogged every girl he could get to agree to go out with him (which was, of course, almost all of them) in an attempt to find someone he liked better than Remus. It failed.
  • Ran away from home for good after a particularly brutal beating between 5th and 6th year
  • cried for days when he heard about Reg getting marked
  • hates Snape because snape doesn’t have the shackles of a pureblood fundamentalist family, but actively seeks that lifestyle, while he would give anything to be free of it


  • Gets up every morning and goes for a run around the grounds, no matter how cold it is
  • eats healthy, but he’s a growing boy so a second helping of pudding isn’t going to kill him
  • Lives, breathes, eats, and sleeps quidditch. Wants to be a professional player someday and probably could have
  • half-hindu, so dark complexion, dark eyes and dark hair
  • keeps said hair wildly messy in a lighthearted rebellion against his family
  • has a massive soft spot for the house elves, and sneaks into the kitchen more often to visit with them than he does to get remus and himself a cuppa
  • is the literal life of the party
  • Has loved Lily since 2nd year
  • doesn’t understand why she doesn’t like him for a long time, but eventually he gets it   
  • is naturally smart/gifted, and doesn’t understand why Remus has to study all the time
  • Disliked Severus for a multitude of reasons; his closeness with Lily, his inclination towards the Pureblood agenda, the fact that he was a Slytherin and was proud of it. This made him an easy bullying target for James, but he only started to truly hate Severus after the mudblood incident 
  • is very careful with his belongings
  • Dated a cute Ravenclaw for the first 6 months of his 6th year, but eventually broke it off because Lily was single again because they just didn’t have that spark 
  • Was terrified when he was made head boy, just like he was terrified when he was made Quidditch captain the year before
  • Is literal Mr. Oblivious. Doesn’t realize the wolfstar situation, doesn’t realize that what he says has an impact on people, doesn’t realize how many girls are interested in him, doesn’t realize that not everyone is as smart as he is, doesn’t realize when Lily’s feelings change.
  • literally peter has to spell out the wolfstar thing to him 
  • Is terrified of the mermaids in the Black Lake


  • the most feminist feminist who ever feministed 
  • Kept a muggle record player from her father that Remus helped her charm to work in Hogwarts during 4th year
  • Was definitely very close to being in love with Severus before the mudblood incident. He was her first kiss
  • she and Severus both made up their own spells, and correct their potions books with better instructions. Muffiato was her creation
  • Smart, but studies very hard nonetheless, Bc in the back of her mind she was terrified that someone someday will take away her wand
  • Actual queen of sarcasm
  • knitted in her spare time (the muggle way)
  • Long (like, can tuck it in her waistband) red hair, creamy skin (burns like a lobster in direct sunlight)
  • Cuts her hair after the mudblood incident because Severus always loved to play with it
    • this is 100% someone else’s idea, but i cant for the life of me find the post. If it’s your’s, or you know who’s it is, PLEASE message me and let me know and I’ll give them all the credit 
  • Ends up with a bob and scraggily bangs. Keeps it for a month, then magically grows it back out until it’s below her shoulder blades. Keeps the bangs, because she likes them
  • Figures out Remus’ secret after 3 months of prefect duty in 5th year. Tells him, just to make sure he doesn’t feel like he has to lie or hide from her.
  •  can banter back and forth with Peter so well that they leave the others in stitches every time
  • Loved her parents, but never had much of a relationship with her mother
  • Officially gave up on trying with Petunia in the summer before 4th year, when she threw a scarf Lily had knitted her for her birthday in the bin immediately upon opening it, because she was convinced Lily had knitted it with magic
  • fell in love with James somewhere in the middle of 6th year, and was terrified of it, because they had managed a truce/friendship and she was so afraid to mess that up
  • legitimately doesn’t believe she’s good enough to be Head Girl
  • Fierce protector of all the muggleborn students 
  • Retreated into a shell of a person early in 6th year when her dad died of cancer. the marauders and Marlene took 2 months to try and get back to being herself
  • Dated Amos Diggory for the first 3 months of 6th year, but ultimately broke it off because of James because they just didn’t have that feeling
  • when Severus started sending her letters threatening to harm himself if she wouldn’t talk to him, she stopped opening them, and reported him to Slughorn as a suicide risk
  • Wanted to become a healer and totally could have


  • Best friends with Lily since the first night of first year
  • Sucker for a funny guy
  • Talented artist, terrible in all of her courses (she only passes because of Lily)
  • dyslexic as hell
  • hated tea with a passion, but fell in love with coffee after Peter introduced it to her during their 2nd year
  • now she buys it from columbia (that and art supplies are the only things she shamelessly splurges/spends her family’s vast wealth on)
  • Is a pureblood, but her whole family rejects the doctrines, and she’s very proud of that. Especially after seeing what its like for Sirius to fight his family.
  • wants to become a wizard tattoo artist and totally could have
  • has a floral ½ sleeve she designed herself
  • short stature, wavy blonde hair, blue eyes
  • does commission work for students and faculty 
  • By 7th year, starts giving illegal frowned upon tattoos to students in her dorm (but only those of age). Lily turns a blind eye to this because she knows Marlene is clean and safe and damn good at what she does, and she feels the need to support her best friend’s dreams
  • Started to fall for Peter in 6th year, because he made her laugh
  •  See’s the good in (almost) everyone
  • original queen of the bat bogey hex
  •  Went on one date with Sirius to Hogsmede in their 5th year, during which they talked about tattoos and neither of them felt anything other than friendship
  • Keeps lots and lots of plants in her room (if she was ever good at any class, it was herbology. She just couldn’t take the tests/do the readings/write the essays)
  • had multiple piercings all the way up her ears
  • once hexed Lucius Malfoy’s hair off of his head for sneering at her for spending time with non-purebloods
  • served almost as many detentions (almost) as the marauders
  • commentated quidditch matches


  • Loved Lily since they were 9 and he saw her first do magic on the playground
  • He had pretty regal features, if he would just get his hair out of his face
  • he wasn’t really greasy, thats just something the marauders called him
  • Dark eyes, light complexion, long, straight, black hair
  • Was a very talented student, but really only cared about defense and potions
  • secretly hated the slug club and all it stood for, but was a member because he saw the value of networking
  • loved pepper imps, and would buy them whenever he had any extra money
  • was very good at budgeting
  • Had an abusive father who used to beat him, until one day when Severus was 7 and his father was chasing him with a belt. He made the china cabinet unscrew from the wall and crash down on his father
  • Refuses to let his mother buy him new clothes until he desperately needs them, because he knows how expensive they are and can’t stand the thought of her going without because of him
  • Hates James from the moment he shows any interest in Lily
  • See’s Lily as a possession to be hoarded 
  • Refuses to acknowledge that his love for her conflicts with his pure blood agenda
  • legitimately believes he can have both, even if that means hiding her away. He even draws up plans of how he would accomplish this
  • Loves to play with her hair
  • Wrote Lily letters following the incident in which he threatened to harm himself if she wouldn’t talk to him. She never did, and neither did he.
  • Figured out Remus’ secret in 5th year after Sirius gave him a huge hint, and was basically forced to make an unbreakable vow with Dumbledore that he would never tell anyone
Artificial Love

AU: Biopology; an experimental AI manufacturer known for its many types of robots ranging from pets to lovers to trained assassins. Anything you were looking for, they could make it. But when you jokingly said you wanted a boyfriend, you weren’t expecting your friend to actually get you one… Well, kind of.

Genre: Fluff, Robot!au

Member: Xiumin

Words: 1,099

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Sherlock x Reader: Distraction

Originally posted by sherlock5countdown

(Author’s Note:  Well, it looks like I might be away for a few days due to someone in the family passing away.  I thought I’d post this before I go.  I hope you enjoy it!  I had a lot of fun writing it!

Request: What about a Sherlock x reader imagine where the reader is playing the piano and Sherlock really enjoys listening? He’s kinda better concentrated while she is playing and after while he starts distracting her unconsciously. Maybe some fluff and they are ending up with their first kiss in a weird situation?

Also, gif is not mine!  Credit to original owner!) 

   Fingers danced along the keys of the piano, playing a lovely, calming tune.  Your head tilted down slightly and eyes focused on the instrument in front of you.  Rain tapped on the surface of 221B Baker Street outside and trickled down the glass windows.  You were currently learning a new song, so it was not uncommon for you to slip up every now and then.  You would pause momentarily, play the correct note, and keep moving forward.  This continued for several minutes, and you enjoyed how it was the only sound that could be heard in the flat.  No Sherlock rambling.  No John protesting Sherlock’s twisted methods to solving the latest case.  Not even Mrs. Hudson had come upstairs to serve you tea yet.

   Your friends had only gone for a few hours, and while you did enjoy the peace and quiet, a part of you already missed them.  Sherlock and John had gone out to investigate a crime scene.  Since you were still recovering from the dangers of the last case, you had chosen to remain behind for a little rest.  It was difficult to deal with case after case sometimes.  Even John had taken a few days off earlier this week.  Now it was your turn.  But of course you missed them.

   Just when the quiet time was starting to feel a tad lonely, someone burst through the door.  It was none other than Sherlock himself, followed by John who looked like he had been struggling to keep up with the running detective.  Sherlock gazed at you while John clutched his chest and tried to catch his breath. 

   “Everything alright?” you asked, fingers resting on the keys gently as to not make a sound.

   “I need you to play,”Sherlock told you quickly.


   “Play.  Piano.  Isn’t that what you’re learning to do?”

   “Yes, but…”  You shot John a questioning look, hoping he might be able to offer an explanation to Sherlock’s strange request.  “Why?”  

   The doctor shrugged.  “We were there at the crime scene, trying to get some clues.  He just took off right in the middle of the investigation.  I’ve been trying to ask him what’s going on, but he wouldn’t stop to explain.”

   “That crime…those clues…None of it made any sense.  I am losing my focus, and I need piano music to help me regain it,” Sherlock said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.  He waved a hand in your direction.  “So, play.”

   You hesitated, hands hovering above the keys.  “I’m still learning.  Are you sure you wouldn’t rather listen to an expert?  I have some CD’s that I listen to for practice.” 

   “I’ve tried listening to other piano music, but it doesn’t work,” he sighed in frustration, running a hand through his curls.  “It makes me feel even more distracted.  No.  It must be you playing or else I can’t concentrate at all.”

   “Oh,” you said, surprised.  “Well, then.  Any requests?”

   “Whatever you’ve been working on.”

   “Okay.”  You took a deep breath, glanced at the instruction book in front of you, and began to play.  There had been a few mistakes when you were practicing alone, and it was no big deal.  But now you had an audience, and you took it upon yourself to play your very best.  And it was.  There were only two or three mistakes in the entire piece.  Each time you played the wrong note, your eyes darted to Sherlock as if waiting and watching for his criticism since he was a musician as well.  However, none came.  He sat in his chair, eyes closed, and hands clasped together until the song ended.

   “Very good, ________,” John complimented with a smile.  “You’ve picked it up so quickly, too.”

   “Thank you.  I’m still working on it,” you replied.

   “Well, I think I’m going to pay Mrs. Hudson a visit and see about making us some tea.”  John stood up from his chair.  “Be right back.”

   After he had gone, you looked over to see that Sherlock was still sitting with his eyes closed.

   “Better?” you asked.

   “Much,” he responded without opening his eyes.  His usually gruff tone was replaced with gentler, quiet voice.  “Keep playing, please.”

    You turned the page of your book and started playing once more.  This time, Sherlock stood up and paced around the room a few times before he came to stand right behind you.  Even as you played, you were very aware with how close he was and could practically feel his eyes staring at you.

   “I’m sorry we interrupted your day off,” he said suddenly.  You were a little surprised by the apology, but appreciated his thoughtfulness.  It was impossible to miss how his manner had begun to change already.  He was getting better at being thoughtful.  He was far from John or Mary’s level of thoughtfulness, but it was a start.  Still playing the song, you responded,

   “It’s alright.  I was actually starting to feel a bit lonely anyways.  The flat was getting too quiet.”

   “We’ve only been gone for a few hours.”

   “It’s a sentiment thing,” you joked.  “You wouldn’t get it.”

   “Maybe I do,” he retorted.  “I felt the same way today during the investigation.  I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.  It turned out that it was you.”

   “I didn’t think you cared whether me or John came along, as long as you had someone to ramble deductions to.”

   “Not true.  My ability to concentrate on the task at hand is reduced if either of you are not present.  Mostly you, though.”

   “Good to know.”  You continued playing the song.  “It’s a shame it has to be like this, where I can’t spend time with you unless it’s on a case.”

   “It doesn’t have to be.  Perhaps we can set aside time outside of crime-solving for interaction.”

   You paused the song for a moment, temporarily distracted by the suggestion.  He rarely was interested in anything other than work.  “I like that idea,” you admitted, fingers playing the wrong note once more.

   “As do I,” he responded.  His closeness was starting to distract you again as you played another wrong key.  “Would you like me to leave?”

   “What?” You glanced at him over your shoulder.  “N-no.  Why would you think that?”

   “My observation tells me that my presence seems to be breaking your focus.  If it is an issue, I can step out for a moment.”

   You blushed.  “Not all of us get annoyed by something like that.  Sometimes, a distraction can be a good thing, depending on what kind it is.”

   “I see,” he noted, leaning in a little closer.  “Than you don’t mind this?”

   “I-um, well…”  You panicked, not prepared for the close contact with your crush.  “John sure is taking a while with that tea.  I think I’ll check-” you stood up suddenly and turned to find your friend and escape possible embarrassment, but in your hurry, you ended up colliding with the detective who was still standing right there.  Your arms went to his shoulders while his went around you to keep you from falling.  He stumbled a bit, accidentally bringing your faces together.

  By now, your face was as red as a tomato as you made contact with his lips.  both of you pulled away quickly, and despite his usual calm and collected state, his cheeks were tinted pink as well.  He was frozen to the spot, blinking rapidly as he tried to process what just occurred.

   “What’s going on- Sherlock?  _______?”  John stood at the doorway, holding a tray of tea.  “I turn around for one minute…”

   Sherlock didn’t respond.  He was still processing the situation.

   “It was actually an accident-”

   “I don’t need an explanation, _______.  I’ve seen how you you two look at each other.  I saw it coming.”

   “But John,” you protested.  

   “No, no, it’s fine.  Don’t mind me.  I’ll just… continue my visit with Mrs. Hudson.”  He sighed.  “We all saw it coming, except apparently, you two.”

   Once he had gone, Sherlock finally spoke up.

   “How about we go for lunch?”

   “Oh, uh, sure.”  You paused.  “But don’t you still have a case?”

   “Solved it.”  He grabbed his phone and started texting away.  “Garrett can handle the rest.”



   “You mean Greg.”


   “So…you went from unable to piece anything together to solving the whole case in a few minutes?” you questioned.

   “So it seems.”  Sherlock smirked.  “You have that affect on me.”

anonymous asked:

I've got a little prompt for you: Can you imagine Albus hunched over his Potions book and crossing instructions out and muttering to himself? Then Scorpius comes in and catches him writing in his book. How would their conversation go?

Thanks, anon, for giving me something to do while I was stuck in a massive queue on the coach ride home! I hope this fulfils your prompt!


“Severus Snape.”

“What?” Albus glances briefly up from his potions book, distracted, then he goes back to scribbling in the margins; crossing out instructions, and rewriting ingredients lists.

“Severus Snape,” Scorpius repeats, pointing to the book. “That’s what he used to do. Vandalising his potions books.” He dumps a pile of parchment onto the table and flops down opposite Albus.

“I’m not vandalising it,” Albus mutters. “I’m making it easier to use. We’re doing this potion tomorrow, and I know I’ll forget something crucial if I don’t make notes now.”

Scorpius grins and rests his chin on his hands. “My potions prince. I never thought I could learn to love a boy who defiles his books, but here we are. You even look quite attractive doing it.”

Albus flushes pink, all the way to the tips of his ears, and he doesn’t look up from his book. “Are you going to do any work or are you just going to sit there and make unsolicited comments?”

Scorpius slides his chair sideways along the floor, so the wooden legs screech on the stonework. Several people glare at him, and he gives them an apologetic grin and hand wave.
When everyone’s no longer looking at him, he leans close to Albus and peers down at the book. “I was actually going to copy your notes. Will you translate for me? You know I can’t read your- Why are you looking at me like that?”

Albus has looked up at him, eyes wide in mock astonishment, a smirk twisting across his face. “Scorpius Malfoy, asking to copy my work?”

Scorpius digs him in the ribs. “Come on, you know you’re better at potions than me.”

Albus shoves his elbow away. “The biggest nerd in existence, not wanting to make his own potions notes? Is the world ending?” He tickles Scorpius’s side, and Scorpius shrieks and half falls off his seat, robes wrapped round him, clinging onto the chair and the table to prevent himself being completely dumped on the floor. Everyone else in the Common Room turns to glare at him again.

“Albus,” he hisses. “Don’t tickle. It’s cruel, and you’re disturbing everyone.” He waves at them all again, and they tut and shake their heads as they return to their work.

Albus grins and wiggles his fingers at him. “Cheaters get tickled.”

“I’m not a cheater!” Scorpius swishes his robes and flumps back into his seat, pouting. “Come on. I just want to have a look. They’re only notes. If you explain the theory to me I can do them myself.”

Albus considers him for a moment, then his expression melts. “You actually mean that. You’d sit there and do all these stupid calculations yourself.” He shakes his head and grins. “You’re such a geek.”

Scorpius pokes him in the arm. “You did them for yourself first. Look who’s calling who a geek.”

Albus holds his hands up. “Okay, okay! I’ll let you share my notes. Just this once. Because I love you.”

Scorpius hugs him. “You’re the best, you know that?”

Albus smiles. “Really? Even though I graffiti my books?”

Scorpius frowns and looks down at the book, which is black with spidery scribbles. “Yes, I think so. But I feel very very sorry for your books, and I’d like to register my most heartfelt disapproval.”

Albus grins and taps him on the nose. “Noted. Now, shall we start with the Knotgrass?”

anonymous asked:

you hate snape too?? pls talk to me about it

God okay literally you just broke a dam because I HATE SNAPE
Like a lot
Like there’s the common reasons you should hate him, yeah? Like “oh he bullies kids” and “hes just a cruel person” but like
Thats not even the half of it???? Like just think about it; It’s not just Harry and Neville and their friends; it EVERY STUDENT NOT IN SLYTHERIN SINCE HE STARTED TEACHING. ELEVEN YEARS OF TORMENT AND CRUELTY
How many kids developed severe emotional issues because of him? How many students never went on to create solutions that the Wizarding World desperately needs because he was just petty and mean? How much worse did the Stigma against Slytherin grow because not only was Snape an asshole but the kids under his “care” grew mean and petty just like him?
Eleven and Twelve year olds arrive at the castle, making friends before they get sorted, only to land in Slytherin. And they see their friends in other houses get flunked and bullied by Snape?? Like…what kinda fucked up situation? I would bet real money that more then half of the animosity that Slytherin house shows during the Lightning Era and before is a result of Snape’s “teaching”
Which is also garbage!!! Like literally according to the books he just writes the instructions on the board and then just fucking walks around all judgmentally like what the fuck?!?!! NEWSFLASH ASSHOLE THATS NOT TEACHING!!! ELEVEN YEAR MUGGLE BORNS ARENT GOING TO KNOW THIS SHIT YOU ABSOLUTE LEDGE
Also, just his general racism toward muggles and muggleborns like “ooh he loved lily” fuck off no he didnt she tried to help him when he was getting “picked on” (for practicing Dark Magic and being general a prick to other Muggleborns) and he called her a fucking slur?? And then he tried to turn around and be like “noo bby its not what you think” and lily reveals that she KNOWS he practices Dark Magic, calls every other muggleborn a slur, and is planning to follow a Racist, Fascist Dictator?? Like fuck off, you’re not a good person and you deserved that painful death

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