“We won the war,” they say.

Harry isn’t inclined to agree. How can they say that when former Death Eaters are still being persecuted, when their children are being outcasted for something out of their control?

He sees Draco Malfoy’s child, Scorpius, sitting in the front of the class, keeping to himself, and feels his heart break. He hears the jibes that the other students, his own students, throws at the poor boy, and it makes him angry. A punishment is enough for the offenders, he thinks, because they’re still young. They have time to learn. The parents, he knows, are the ones who won’t change. He sees it in their eyes, the way a haunted expression washes over and clouds their judgment. It’s frustrating to see that all his efforts didn’t change anything at all.

“I didn’t fight a war for this,” he wants to scream, “I didn’t risk my life just for another group to be discriminated against.”

“Why didn’t you marry Ginny?” they ask.

Harry’s tired of people asking. Molly’s a lovely person, the mother figure that he never had, but she doesn’t understand. Marriage wasn’t the answer, not at the time. He would wake up in the middle of the night screaming in terror. He would flinch at the sight of a wand pointed at him, whether it is with good intentions or not, and would have to fight the urge to draw his own wand. His eyes would dart around a place, searching for exits, even if he knew it to be safe. For a time, his hand never strayed far from his holster, fingertips always in contact touch with the wand in case of an attack.

 Harry knew that he wasn’t stable, that he needed time, time alone, to heal his scars (if they ever did heal). Ginny wasn’t happy about that, not understanding his exact struggle, and thus they had to separate.

“I was broken,” he whispers softly, “I am broken. Can’t you see?”

“How can you forgive him?” they wonder.

Harry just does. Draco had apologized and offered to repay a Life-Debt, but Harry refuses. The past is in the past and there’s no use in dwelling on it. Draco had been young and he made all the wrong choices. Harry wasn’t going to fault him for doing what he thought was right. He’s just happy that Draco had changed, seeing the error in his ways.

It did, however, come as a surprise when Draco came to him after his classes had ended with flowers in hand. They had been talking more and more with Draco constantly checking up on Scorpius. It’s cute, Harry thinks, but he keeps that to himself.

“To apologize again?” Harry asks bemusedly. Draco hasn’t sent an apology gift in a while, but he couldn’t for the life of him think why Draco would get him flowers.

Draco shakes his head. “No.” His cheeks are dusted a light pink. “To ask you out on a date.”

“Everyone deserves a second chance,” he replies. “And to answer your question, how can I not?”

“You deserve better,” they patronize.

Harry’s response is quick and sweet.

“And, I got it.” He smirks and walks away to where Draco and Scorpius are waiting.

hi! Happy 2018!

I last posted on Tumblr nearly 1.5 years ago. Things just got a little busy IRL so I just stopped using Tumblr altogether. But I’m now ready to start posting regularly again. Glad to see some familiar folks are still active. Hope you’re all doing good.

This blog used to be just about documenting the Middle East but have now opened it up for all my photography.

If you’ve got a photography blog with original content and I don’t follow you, give me a nudge and I’ll check you out. Likewise if you’ve got any recommendations for good photography blogs that have sprung up whilst I’ve been away I’d love to see them. 

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Singapore Sling - Part II

Pairing: Harry Styles X Reader

Rating: NC-17

Character count: 28,923 / Word Count: 5,202

Your duties as maid of honour were fairly simple: maximise alcohol and minimise stress, keep an eye on the bride-to-be, and above all else, have things under control. You’ve promised yourself to keep this wedding a fuckup-free zone, anticipating smooth sailing from the moment you land in Antigua. When danger emerges on the horizon in the form of a denim-clad devil dressed in Gucci and gold, things take a turn—nothing in the MOH handbook has prepared you for what to do in the event that you unwittingly sleep with the best man.

Part I /

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hey there my dear studyblr and langblr folks out there! my name is sophie (i mostly go by the nickname mizu though!  はじめまして、nice to meet you all!  

being inspired by all the kindness and inspiration i’ve recieved from following the studyblr/langblr tags for a little while now, i have decided to kind of turn my main blog here into a langblr myself and to start to post original content as well!! 

here are some facts about meeee: 

~  i’m living in regensburg, germany so german is my mother tongue, obvs.
~  i am eighteen years old and a proud queer ravenclaw earthling
~  i’m currently studying politics and history in the first semester at university in my hometown, but i’m aiming to switch town & subjects in autumn as i’m dreaming of moving to cologne and to start taking japanology (means language and culture, including politics, economy etc.) as my major bachelor degree!
~  currently taking japanese classes, i am still quite a beginner though! 
~  i speak german, english and french
~  i also love to draw, read and write (I also love writing letters so if you’re ever looking for a snail mail pen pal, feel free to hit me up everytime!) 

–>  you can find out more about me on my ‘about’ page or simply message me! (please!!! :3)  

why i decided to start this langblr: 

~  i’m 100% overwhelmed by all the motivation, support and inspiration all the studyblrs i follow give each other and i’m impressed by how much you can actually learn from each other by exchanging experiences, learning strategies etc. 
~  i’d really love to document my own journey of learning japanese 
~  i hope to meet many new peeps from all over the world to talk to!! (and to kick my ass if i ever start procrastinating again!)  :3 
~  to keep myself motivated and inspired every day and to hopefully help me building up some discipline and working moral (kinda lacking on that), whee 
~  aiming to take the JLPT N5 December 2018
GERMAN STUDYBLRS, if you ever need any help or have any questions, feel free to ask me, i’m incredibly happy to answer your questions ANYTIME!

studyblrs that inspire me everyday!: 

@uni-venture, @hinodestudies, @emmastudies, @languagesandshootingstars, @peraperananihongo, @studyharmony, @petiteunistudent, @peachrosestudies @cactii-studies, @noodledesk, @mujistudies, @kalostudies, @milkteastudies, @jhonstudies, @merostudies, @littlelazystudyblrl, @mana-bu, @jhsstudy, @sensiblestudy, @yoimosezu  and so so many more, thank you all, keep up the amazing work you all are doing!! 

thanks for reading!! love and light to all of you!! xxx 

you steal the air out of my lungs (you make me feel it)

[supercorp; uni au: kara is a barista & lena is exhausted with her honors thesis & also with the cute girl at the coffee shop who doesn’t seem to understand flirting. at all.]


you steal the air out of my lungs (you make me feel it)

you’re 100% sure kara is in when you get to your favorite cafe at 7 am and there’s already carly rae jepson blasting, which, under normal circumstances would be even more exhausting than your life already is this early in the morning but then.

kara smiles this megawatt thing at you when you walk up to the counter, way too bright for this early, but you smile back anyway. it’s a nice cafe, open and airy and in an old loft, with a nice patio with urban garden planters and decent, onsite pastries; they even collaborate with a small bookstore, so the walls are lined with camille paglia and roxanne gay. this should be a clue to kara, you think, as should like most people in the cafe, but it’s an unofficial queer hangout, basically. which isn’t exactly why you frequent it—it’s close to your apartment and their hours are outrageous—but it doesn’t hurt, exactly. kara smiles at you like she’s the sunrise herself, in a big sweater, pushes her glasses up.

‘good morning, lena!’

‘hi, kara,’ you say.

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I decided to finish up this random bunch of WIPs. They’re all 4t2 conversions.

  • 2x1 Dining Table: §650 / 5 colors
  • 1x1 Dining Table: §160 / colors slaved to the 2x1 table (You NEED the 2x1 table in order for the 1x1 table to work)
  • Desk Chair: §190 / 6 colors
  • TV: §80 / 3 colors (You can place this on almost any surface, but you may need the hammer tool to remove it)
  • Brick Flooring / §5
  • Light Wood Flooring / §9


The Evillustrator: I had this sudden urge in the middle of gym class to draw Nath and ended up drawing an angry tomato child. I did the whole thing in pen and watercolor and was just like; “where was all this ability to draw with pen back during inktober???”