cry wastes time

nishinoyalovesyuu  asked:

Hi! I'm the trash anon that begged you to consider the voltron au and let me just say that I love the character interpretation??? Like it's so spot on and I'm just in love! Thank you so much for drawing something for it, it like really actually made my day

!!!!!!! I’m happy you liked it, then!!!! ‘cause actually I have more

a Role Reversal™

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“you have your mother’s eyes” 

Lily stood there with her back straight, tears streaming down her face. Her arms spread wide out, as if that will protect the infant that was behind her in the crib. She looked up, into the face of the intruder. Searching, hoping, for a flicker of hesitation. Instead, all she saw was a smile. Perhaps even a laugh, she did not know. She could only hear her own cries. “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”. She was begging, hoping, he would comply. In that moment, her vision was blurry. She wanted to turn around and kiss Harry one more time, wanted to tell him how much she loved him….”Please … have mercy … have mercy…”.  One more kiss, one more look, one more moment. “Please”. The last thing she saw was a green light coming towards her. 

“you have your mother’s eyes”

Harry looked into the face of his opponent. His back straight, but his body aching. His clothes having stains of dried blood. He must die. It must end. He did not say a word. He couldn’t. Instead, he pictured Ron and Hermione. His best friends. The ones he dreamed of having during his childhood, when Dudley and his friends laughed at him. His two best friends who stuck by him, who protected him. He pictured his parents, whom he saw moments ago. He knew they were beside him. His mother was likely standing in front of him, like she had done years ago. But this time, it was Harry’s turn to protect those he loved. Ginny’s face popped up into his vision. When he had seen her in the castle, he wanted to hug her. Have one last moment with her. One last kiss. He straightened his back again, and looked into his opponent’s red eyes. He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.

why is summer so.. empty? 80% of my summer so far has just been feeling bad about not going out enough and just feeling gross and sad,, see this is why christmas is better

✧* KNUCKLE *✧ (hunter x hunter)

I drew this for Niki (baysalt) and wasn’t really gonna post it publicly, but here you go.  Hope you like Knuckle, because I sure do.  Have a good weekend, my friends ♥

Hey you know that “Michael Fassbender is like a handsome shark” thing? 

 I want Dan to have a thing like that. So here’s some evidence that Dan Stevens is like a Fluffy Husky.

Ok, cool. But it’s not quite sexy enough. How about Dan Stevens is like a Charming Wolf?

Hmmm. Or maybe Dan Stevens is like an Annoyed Owl?

…I’ll keep working on it.

Do you know
how many
restless nights
i’ve spent thinking about
my flaws
because
you’re online
but not talking to me?

Do you know
how many
mornings
i’ve spent being in a bad mood
because
you
didn’t reply me the night before?

Do you know
how many
tears
i’ve wasted crying over you
because
you got another girl around?

Do you know
how many
months
i’ve wasted plotting on how to make
you
mine
because
i thought you were the one?

Do you know
how many
guys
i’ve turned down
because
i took
you
as the best above all?

Do you know
how many
friends
i’ve annoyed
because
all that comes out of my mouth is
your name?

Do you know
how many
sacrifices
i’ve made
because to me,
seeing
you
smile
was the best thing ever?

Do you know
how many
stupid mistakes
i’ve commited
because
i was so caught up in
you?

—  i was never like this.

do you think that auguste’s last thoughts were about his brother, how he might deal with everything now that he could be alone, how is gonna be when will hear the news about me and, I hope he remembers to stay always with his back straight and shoulders back while riding, and to never shows his side while sparring, and to never read until late and–

i make myself sad thinking about the fact that probably auguste’s last thoughts weren’t about his own well being, because auguste knows that war is like walking on the edge of the void, waiting for it to swallow you up

i like to think that auguste’s last thoughts were about all the things he wouldn’t have the possibilty to teach to his little brother who’s waiting for him at home and all the time they can’t have together anymore, why am i torturing myself like this