butterfly rising

Titled: Black Spring.

“I said to my soul, be still, and wait…So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing. ”- T.S. Eliot

Song I listened to while coloring: Black Spring Monolith- Struggle to Subsist.

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Titled: Change.

I’ve had this image in my head for a while now, wanting to draw Pitch wearing the robes that is featured in Rufftoons comics, along with him being greeted by a butterfly, which in dreams is a representation of change.

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London (Blurb)

Maybe one that reader and harry go out around London by Christmas time to see the city lights and he shows everything to her cause she’s not familiar with the city    


The cool air sent a chill through your body and you wrapped your arms around yourself in an attempt to warm up.

“Cold, love?”

“A bit,” you admit, shooting Harry a grin.

Without another word, he slipped the scarf from around his neck and wrapped it around your own, running his hands over your shoulders and then taking your hand in his own.

“We’re almost at the market,” he said, pointing ahead with his free hand.

You felt tiny butterflies of excitement rise in your stomach. This was going to be your first Christmas in London with Harry and, while you were excited that the two of you were going to be having your first, official Christmas as a couple, you were just as excited to see all the things that London in December had to offer. Harry had been talking everything up for weeks but told you that his descriptions were going to be no where near as good as the real thing would be.

You were especially excited to check out some of the various Christmas markets that were up around the city. You still had a few people to buy presents for and you knew that your family would appreciate some of the more handmade, special items that you could pick up here.

Harry was very patient, letting you wander around and chuckling each time you would grab his arm and point something out, excitedly. He had seen these many times before but he knew it was all new to you, so he let you take your time and see everything you wanted. Harry had no real time frame for the evening; there was only one, specific engagement that the two of you needed to make and he hadn’t told you about that yet.

The snow started coming down as you left the market and started walking through the streets with your bag of goodies. You didn’t see a lot of snow where you were from so this just added to your excitement.

“Harry, it’s snowing!” you squealed, tugging at his arm.

“It is, my love,” he replied, totally amused and enamored by your reaction, “You look very cute in the snow.”

You giggled a bit as Harry reached over to wipe a snowflake from your nose.

“I have a surprise for you,” he said, putting his arm around you and tucking you into his side.

“What is it?”

“What’s the one thing that you always told me you wanted to do in London?”

You stared at him for a moment and frowned. There were a lot of things you wanted to do but most of them had already…

Your eyes widened when it clicked in your mind and Harry laughed.

“Are we, really?” you asked, gripping his hand.

“I already bought us tickets. We have to be there at 7.”

You squealed and bounced up to give Harry a kiss.


“You like the surprise, my love?”

“Yes!! I love it!”

Ever since the first time you came to London to visit Harry, there was one thing that you had been raving about that you absolutely HAD to do, but had never had the chance. Leave it to Harry to organize such an event in the most romantic atmosphere and time of year.

You could see it long before you actually arrived at the entrance. You couldn’t help but be impatient while you waited for the line to move. Harry presented your tickets and the attendant showed you and Harry into your compartment.

Your mouth dropped as soon as you stepped inside. Not only did you have the space all to yourself, but Harry had apparently gone out of his way to have the entire thing adorned with decorations and lights and a bottle of wine, which sat on the small table.


“You like it?” he whispered, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and resting his chin in your shoulder.

“This is amazing,” you answered, feeling tears start to well up in your eyes, “Thank you.”

“Anything for you.”

He kissed your cheek and then helped you shrug off your jacket.

“Normal rides are 30 minutes, but I got us an hour,” Harry explained, popping open the cork on the wine, “Knew how much you wanted to take a ride so I figured I’d make it as special as you are.”

You couldn’t help but stare out the window in front of you - this giant wheel that was giving you a complete overview of the entire city as the snow continued to fall was probably the most romantic and amazing thing that you had ever done. Harry came up behind you and handed you a glass of wine before pressing a kiss to your neck.

“I love you,” he said, “You know that?”

“I love you, too,” you replied, leaning back against his chest.

The hour went by far too fast. You weren’t sure if you wanted to spend the time looking out the window or kissing Harry as much as you could for being so incredible, so you settled for a good mixture of both, wondering how you had gotten so lucky to have someone as thoughtful as Harry in your life

Titled: All the Pretty Little Horses.

Excuse me while I have babies on the brain.

Inspired by the lullaby All the Pretty Little horses.
(Can listen here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWoPsyY8CZY)

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‘Platonic’ cuddling… enough said :-)


  “Mom, can Luke please come over?” Michael requested, flashing his mother his famously endearing grin.

  She smiled and shook her head fondly. “As long as his parents are okay with it.”

  Michael let out a little squeal of joy and ran back up to his room, where Luke was waiting on Skype. “Did your parents say yes?”

  Luke nodded excitedly. “Yours?”


  Luke smiled widely, causing Michael’s heart to flutter. “Alright, I’ll get ready. See you!”

  “Wait!” Michael pouted, not wanting to say goodbye.

  Luke looked back up at Michael’s slightly grainy picture. “What’s up?”

  The older boy blushed a little. “S-Stay on the line..?”

  Luke smiled, butterflies rising in his stomach, and nodded. “Sure. Whatever you want, Mikey.”

  Michael smiled and blushed more, looking down. A few moments later a muffled shuffling sound came from his computer. He looked up and started giggling as he saw Luke trying to pull a hoodie on.

  “Stop laughing!” Luke’s voice was filled with fond amusement. “I can’t find where my head is supposed to go!”

  Michael giggled louder, causing Luke to pout inside of the hoodie. “In the hole, duh!” Luke huffed and finally managed to pull his head and arms through. “Uh, Lukey?”


  “It’s on backwards.”

  “OH MY GOD!”


  A half hour or so passed before Luke finally arrived at Michael’s. He ran a hand through his spiked hair nervously as he walked up, knocking on the door. He’d been best friends with Mikey since elementary school, but lately he’d been getting weird feelings around him he’d only had with girls before. Did he have a crush? Michael was awfully adorable…

  He pushed the thoughts out of his head as his best friend’s mom opened the door. “Oh, hi, Luke! Michael’s up in his room.”

  Michael was sprawled out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling and waiting impatiently for Luke to come. One of his favorite songs, 20 Dollar Nosebleed, played through his earphones as his mind drifted to Luke’s pretty blue eyes and his own closed.

  He squeaked in surprise as someone climbed on top of him, yanking his earphones out. His eyes flew open and he immediately blushed as he saw Luke hovering above him. “Hi, Mikey!”

  Michael giggled and pouted playfully, trying to shove the taller boy off but to no avail. “Hi, Lukey. Now move, you’re crushing me!”

  Luke scoffed as if he were offended and leaned back so Michael could sit up. “Wow, I came here to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now.”

  “Shut up, you dork.” Michael smiled and scrambled completely out from under Luke, causing the blonde to pout.

  “What do you wanna do?” Luke shifted so he was sitting with his legs crossed. Michael huffed a little at how Luke was still taller than him, even when he sat.

  “Can we order pizza?”

  Luke chuckled. “Ask your mom, not me.”

  Michael nodded and crawled off the bed, walking to the door and looking over his shoulder with a pout. “Come with me.”

  Luke sighed dramatically. “Whyyy?”

  “I don’t wanna go alone.”

  “But whyyy?”

  Michael pouted more, causing Luke’s insides to melt (in a good way). “Please?”

  Luke let out another dramatic sigh and hauled himself to his feet, trudging over. “Fine; c’mon.”

  Michael grinned widely (Luke’s stomach leaped at the action) and led the younger boy down the stairs. “Mom, can we order pizza?”

  Michael’s mother peeked out of the kitchen, her phone pressed to her ear. “Hold on, Liz- what? I’m not made of money, Michael.”

  The pink-haired boy’s eyes widened innocently; Luke recognized his best friend’s famous puppy eyes. “Please?”

  His mom sighed in resignation. “Fine, fine.” She made a waving gesture with her hands. “Now shoo.”

  Michael gave a little hop of excitement and raced back upstairs, Luke trailing behind him more slowly. “So what now?”

  Luke laughed quietly as he shut the door behind them (Michael’s mom trusted Luke). “I don’t know; it’s your house.”

  Michael huffed and flopped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. “Why did you come to my house? I should’ve gone to yours.”

  Luke shrugged and sat down next to him, swallowing as his knee brushed Michael’s hip. “We could play X-Box.”

  Michael propped himself up on one elbow, eyes narrowing at Luke. “X-Box, you say?” Luke nodded, a fond smile creeping across his face. “Call of Duty?”

  “Only if you’re ready to get your ass handed to you.” 

  “Hey!” Michael sat all the way up, playfully shoving Luke’s shoulder. “It’s the other way around.”

  Luke smirked. “Challenge accepted.”


  A few hours had passed and both boys were filled up on pizza. Their COD match had ended up in a draw, and now they were watching a movie while sitting in front of the TV, Luke occasionally nibbling on his fifth piece of pizza.

  The blonde smiled as he sent Michael a sideways glance. The smaller boy was half-asleep, head resting on one of Luke’s broad shoulders. He sniffled and yawned softly, making Luke’s eyes soften with adoration. The taller boy bit his lip for a second before slinging an arm around his friend. Michael smiled and cuddled closer, causing Luke to let out a breath and relax a little. Holding Michael close was currently his favorite feeling in the world.

  By the time the movie had ended Michael was sound asleep, and so close to Luke he was nearly in his lap. Luke smiled for the millionth time that day and scooped the green-eyed boy up in his arms, standing up carefully and gently laying him down on his bed. He leaned over him and pulled the blankets up, tucking them in around the edges so Michael wouldn’t be cold. He withdrew slightly, preparing to get his sleeping bag, when Michael reached out, his small hand landing on the back of Luke’s neck and pulling him closer. Luke blushed.

  “S-Stay..? Don’t wanna sleep alone,” Michael mumbled, his hand moving from Luke’s neck to his shirt as he continued his efforts to get Luke in the same bed as him.

  Luke couldn’t help but coo quietly at the older boy’s cuteness and climbed into bed next to him. Pink hair brushed the underside of his jaw as Michael automatically snuggled into his chest, tucking his face into the base of Luke’s neck. The taller boy smiled, heart soaring as he wrapped his arms around his companion, pulling him closer.

  Michael let out another soft yawn, his small hands closing around Luke’s hoodie as he started to drift off again. Luke gently kissed his forehead, smiling wider as his soft hair tickled his lips, and rested his chin on the top of Michael’s head. The two both fell asleep with a content smile on their faces.

{Part 1} Mix Up // Kim Namjoon (University! AU)

Originally posted by y--oko

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Comedy, Fluff, AU

Summary//Request: Arriving at your University dorms for the first time, you expect to be greeted by your new female roommate - however, upon walking in to find a half-naked man in his bed; things take an annoying, yet interesting turn.

{Part 1} {Part 2}

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