from the pack

anonymous asked:

What would SP discovering that you smoke be like?

SP FINDING OUT YOU SMOKE: (Tbh my headcanon for SP is that he does smoke but i can roll with this)

  • Being newly acquainted and it’s obvious to everyone and everything y’all are flirting 25/8
  • Standing outside the Whyte Wyrm with SP when he takes the pack out of his pocket and lights up 
  • His eyebrows immediately pulling together when you steal it from between his lips and take a drag
  • Stealing it back right away
  • ‘What you don’t share cigs? ‘Not with YOU’ 
  • Telling you that smoking is ugly and kills as he lights up
  • ‘It’ll kill you’ ‘what is it you’re doing then?’ ‘helping with the overpopulation problem’ ‘im not allowed to help?’ ‘no you have to stay alive to procreate, you’re too pretty not to’ 
  • Every time you cough he just gives you that look
  • Hiding your pack from you so you run out and have to wait till you can get some cash to pay someone off to buy you more 
  • Watching you tear yourself apart when it’s been three days and you’re stressed and ready to cry because of shit going on 
  • And he sticks one in your mouth and lights it for you 
  • ‘Don’t say anything’ ‘this is considered second degree murder’ ‘shut up and take it’
  • Kissing you right after you brush your teeth because the mixture of cigarette smoke with mint was so damn sexy to him 
  • He literally couldn’t tell you why 
  • It made kissing you addictive 
  • turning into that couple that splits smokes in between pool games and classes

anonymous asked:

hi, i'm going to be buying my first set of copic ciao's soon and i was wondering, which colours do you think i should buy first? i'm choosing one from the packs of 6 markers and i was just wondering what your preference was for the colours (like your favourite ones or which you feel are 'necessary' when first starting). thanks! and keep up the great work, your art is fantastic! x

if you’re limited to getting one of the small packs of 6, then i suggest starting with the skin tone set or grayscale set cause you can easily shade stuff using just colors from that set rather than getting, say, colors from the rainbow and not being able to do much with just that. 

usually i recommend starting with at least the 36 set cause you’ve got a lot more options if you work with markers a lot (and you’d save some money) but i understand thats already quite expensive 

anonymous asked:

Do you know where I can buy cheap flash cards?

I buy system cards from Officeworks - sometimes the bigger packs are on special which is good! x

Your secret is safe with me

“Blaise,” Draco fumed, storming into the living room, “what happened to the chest of drawers in my room?”

Blaise looked up from the paper he was reading and grinned at Draco.

“Do you like the new one? You’ve been whining about it so much, I thought I’d just replace that awful old-timer.”

“What did you do with that old-timer?”

“I sold it,” Blaise shrugged.

“You sold it,” Draco repeated flatly.

“Yes.”

“Who did you sell it to?” Draco asked frantically.

“No idea,” Blaise said. “I didn’t get a name. Two people came by to pick it up. I think they were Muggles.”

Draco felt like he was about to faint.

“Did you take everything out beforehand?”

Blaise snorted.

“Of course! What do you take me for?”

“Everything?” Draco insisted.

Blaise raised an eyebrow at Draco’s tone and studied him.

“Yes, everything.”

Draco took a step closer and narrowed his eyes.

“Even what was under the secret false bottom in the second drawer, nobody but me knows about?”

Blaise paled and his mouth opened.

“Oh,” he simply said.

“Yes, oh,” Draco growled. “Great, now I have to hunt it down. You’re a lousy flatmate.”

“Hey, I just wanted to do you a favour,” Blaise said defensively.

“You better hope they haven’t found what’s inside it, or I’m going to kill you.”

Doing the locator spell was easy enough. Draco had feared it wouldn’t work, but it seemed there were no wards guarding the flat the chest of drawers had ended up in. Draco apparated to the flat, his heart hammering as he knocked.

When the door opened, Draco was sure he had to be dreaming. Of all the people in the world. Of course. Of course.

“Malfoy?” Potter seemed stunned. He was holding a toothbrush and was only dressed in a green t-shirt and pants. “How did you find me?”

Draco shook his head, willing his mind to work properly again.

“You have something of mine,” he said curtly.

“And what might that be?” Potter responded, a grin beginning to form on his lips. It took Draco off guard for a moment.

“Can I just come in and check something?”

Potter stepped aside and gestured for Draco to come in. Draco wasted no time and quickly found the chest of drawers in the corner of Potter’s bedroom. He opened the second drawer and took out the little book he had been so desperate to get back.

“What’s that?” Potter asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Nothing of your concern. It shouldn’t have been in there,” Draco huffed.

“Hmmm,” Potter hummed. “You know, I never would have thought you kept a diary.”

Draco blushed, quickly hiding his hands behind his back.

“It’s not a diary,” he said lamely.

Potter nodded, but he had a mischievous smile on his face.

“You want a drink?” he asked, turning around and heading back into the living room. Draco blinked and tried to find his voice again.

“Um, no thank you. You were obviously getting ready for bed. I won’t disturb you any longer,” he said hastily.

“You sure? It might be a great opportunity,” Potter grinned. Draco gave him a quizzical look.

“What?”

“I don’t know,” Potter shrugged, “after two Firewhiskeys you might get the chance to run your hands through my incredibly infuriating, magnificent head of hair.” Potter tried to keep a straight face, but couldn’t suppress a snicker. “I might even let you touch my strong and marvellous jawline.”

Never had Draco wished more the ground would open and swallow him up.

“You read it,” he said through gritted teeth. “You had no right.”

“True,” Potter replied, nonchalant. “I’d let you read mine in return, but I don’t keep a diary.” He stepped closer to Draco, studying his face intently.

“You look rather cute when you’re flushed.”

Draco made a sound that was something between a weird gurgle and a high-pitched squeak. Whatever it was, it was highly embarrassing.

Potter chuckled, coming to a halt right in front of Draco.

“I mean, I could just show you what kind of fantasies I’d be writing in that diary,” he said in a low whisper.

Draco gulped, not quite grasping what Potter was saying.

“Like what?” he breathed.

“Hmmm.” Potter’s eyes flickered down to Draco’s lips. “Like how I want to grab you right now and kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

Draco’s mouth opened involuntarily. Breathing was already hard with Potter standing so close to him.

“And then,” Potter continued, deliberately breathing on Draco’s lips, “I’d want your hands on the most delicious and perfect arse you have ever seen in your life.”

Draco groaned loudly. This was just too much. But then again, Potter really seemed to be teasing him in a rather flirtatious way. Trying to conceal his nervousness, he raised his chin and fixed Potter with a glare.

“These better not just be empty promises,” Draco said haughtily.

“Oh, they’re not,” Potter smirked, his eyes gleaming as he started pouring their drinks.

have a soft klance based in part by @leggylance‘s post, also a thank you to my followers for being g8 

“oh, so he does have eyes”
“pfft, shut up… you’re embarrassing.. 😊” 

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If I go back, it’s not for Beacon Hills.