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anonymous asked:

Fremione! "I can't believe you talked me into this"

Everything was ready. The plan was flawless and they’d been going over it for weeks. Today was the day, today it was finally going to happen.

And then, hopefully, George would shut his big fat mouth.

Fred’s face couldn’t help but contort into a blissful grin as he envisioned a future where his brother and Angelina finally got together, meaning that Fred finally got to go ten seconds without hearing his twin talking about how amazing Angelina was or having him ask Fred if he too had noticed the confidence she carried now as their team captain.

Ugh …

Instead, Fred held out hope that the two of them getting together would mean less talk and more snog, strange as that might sound. But if it was for the greater good! Even Lee, who never shied away from expressing admiration for any lady, was growing tired of the rambles of a lovesick idiot.

It was near Christmas and mistletoes existed in abundance, but the one Fred had designed was engineered to nail down anyone who stepped underneath and wouldn’t let go until they’d kissed properly—as in none of that friendly peck on the cheeks nonsense. There would be no room for misinterpretation. All that remained was for Lee to steer the lovebirds to stand beneath the archway on the fourth floor. It was secluded and quite romantic with its view of the snow-covered grounds and the looming sunset. It was the perfect setting for his plan …


Fred startled, flying up from his crouched position where he’d been peeking around the corner to where the archway was, and turned around meeting Hermione Granger’s suspicious gaze. She raised an eyebrow. “What are you up to?”

Recovering from the surprise, Fred plastered on the most innocent smile available in his repertoire. “Hermione,” he said, “good evening.”

She wasn’t fooled and crossed her arms, making her robes move and call attention to the shining Prefect badge on her chest. “What are you up to?”

“I—“ There was a tingling sensation and Fred stopped in horror. He looked to the side, with Hermione following his move, and as he’d predicted, there was his brother. But he wasn’t alone.

“Angelina?” Hermione’s frown from before let up and was replaced with a look of surprise. “I thought you were on your way to the Quidditch pitch?”

Angelina grimaced. Fred could hear the gears in Hermione’s brain working next to him, attempting to discern the cause of Angelina’s guilt-ridden face.

Fred addressed his brother, “George, tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.”

George—who unlike Angelina bore no signs of feeling bad—smirked. “I did nothing that you hadn’t already planned on doing to me, Freddie.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” grumbled Angelina as the twins were fighting a battle with their eyes. “I’m so sorry, Hermione.”

Hermione’s eyes bulged. “What? What is happening, Angelina? Why can’t I move?”

Fred broke away from glaring at his brother and pointed up, sighing, “Mistletoe.”

Hermione groaned. “Merlin …”

“Now, we’re merciful enough to not gather you an audience, but hopefully this’ll remind you to not meddle,” said George, catching Fred’s attention again.


Fred ignored Hermione’s questioning eyes, knowing that she wanted to know how much he was to blame for their situation. He instead busied himself shouting obscenities at his brother, who did nothing but wave unconcernedly whilst walking away, Angelina trailing behind him and sending a last ‘sorry’ Hermione’s way.  

Once they were around the corner and out of sight, Fred stopped his shouting but continued cursing his twin in his mind. If they had the connection everyone always claimed they had, then George would be hearing him loud and clear.

“What do we do now?” Hermione asked after a moment of silence.

“There’s nothing to do,” admitted Fred, facing her at last. “This thing isn’t going to let up until we’ve done as told.”

“I can’t believe someone with your genius didn’t build in a failsafe.”

“Failsafe?” asked Fred, hint of a smile growing wider, “And excuse me, did you say genius?”

Hermione ignored him, “Failsafe, as in a code word in case you wanted to abort the mission.”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“Oh, I don’t know—perhaps for situations like this one!”

Fred grinned, “You know, we could really use brains like yours developing products.”

Hermione rolled her eyes, which did nothing to hide the fact that the flattery had got to her, “This is not the time to try and recruit me. Honestly, what are we going to do?”

Fred took some time to think, going over the various precautions he’d taken to ensure that whoever ended up beneath the mistletoe wouldn’t be able to get out. There really was nothing else to do but … He swallowed at the thought. This was not how he’d imagined this would go. He’d built up this image of what he was going to do for so long now that the fact that reality had caught up with him made him question everything. Surely, Hermione couldn’t be looking at him with those gorgeous and clever brown eyes of hers, asking him for a solution. Surely, she wasn’t standing so close that he could feel the warmth of her against his front (he forgot that this was because of the gravitation spell he’d cast on the mistletoe) and that he could count the freckles on her nose that were infinitely fewer than his. Surely, she wasn’t there for him to kiss. It was insane. It was preposterous. But somehow, it was reality.

Hermione spoke then, her eyes taking on an amused glint, “I think this is the first time I’ve seen you speechless.”

Fred couldn’t help it, he chuckled. “You do have that effect on me.” He summoned some courage and willed his hand to move a lock of hair behind her ear.

To his delight, a furious blush appeared on the witch’s face. “I …erm, that is …”

“Look,” said Fred, “there really only is one way to get away from this mistletoe and …I’m  afraid that—“

“Fred, I’d rather give you a small kiss than stand here any longer, so perhaps we should just get it over with.” Hermione’s face remained red, but she looked determined. Fred felt sorry as soon as he told her it wouldn’t be that easy, and watched her determination faltered.

“Bloody hell, I need to build one of those failsafes next time.”

Hermione bit her lip and nodded in agreement. “All right, we should …we should just go ahead. And do it. I mean, do the kissing. That.”

Fred let out a long breath. “All right. Try to not fall in love with me after this, Granger,” he added with a wink to cover up how nervous he was.

To his surprise this made Hermione’s eyes widen in horror. Something inside Fred stirred at the look. “Granger?” he asked. “…Hermione?”

“I …” Hermione avoided looking at him now. She shook her head. “Nevermind, it’s nothing. Let’s just do this and you can leave to do your pranks.”

Something wasn’t quite right, but before Fred could ask what was wrong, Hermione had grabbed him by his tie and crushed her lips against him.

At first, there was surprise. Then, amazement at the feel of her soft mouth caressing his and the way her body molded itself against him, making him clutch her tighter at the waist with one hand and tangling into her hair with the other. And after that, Fred’s sense made a slow return and he noticed the desperation emanating from the girl he was kissing. The only girl he’d wanted to kiss for months now. But somehow, he didn’t think she knew that. So he made sure she knew.

Hermione made a startled noise as his kiss deepened, but he could feel confusion gradually replace the emotions from before. After a while, the two of them broke apart gasping for air and Hermione’s eyes searched frantically over his face.

“Fred,” she asked, her eyebrows pulling close together, “are you …?”

“Yes,” he said, determined to meet her uncertain gaze as steadily as he could. “For a long time now.”

“Bloody hell,” she breathed. And then she pulled him close again, neither of them noticing that the mistletoe above them had burst into colours before disappearing.


“It’s worse than I imagined,” Lee groaned, watching Fred and Hermione. He righted himself and looked back at Angelina and George standing next to him behind the wall. “But hopefully this’ll put a stop to his ramblings, the lovesick idiot that he is.”


(Request: can you write an imagine where the reader dyes her hair blue and spence is surprised?)

Show: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
Warnings: None

“(Y/N)? You home yet?” You heard Spencer call out as he closed your apartment door, throwing his set of keys into the glass bowl on the nearby table.

“Just a sec, Spence.” You answered from the bathroom.

You had just finished drying your hair after dying it. You had always wanted to dye your hair a bold colour and last week decided ‘why the hell not’. You had decided to go for blue and the process was pretty simple once you had bleached your hair. You were extremely happy with the result and relieved that the colour had come out a nice shade.

You ran a brush through your hair once more, smiling at your reflection in the mirror.

“You’re taking long in the bathroom, (Y/N). Are you okay?”

“I’m great! Just stay there - I want to show you something.” You told him.

“Now I’m nervous.” You heard him joke and gave a chuckle.

“Close your eyes.”

“Yeah, this doesn’t help with my nerves at all.”

“Just shut up and do it.” You laughed. You gave him a few seconds to cover his eyes before creeping up behind where he sat on your couch, placing your hands over his eyes. “Okay, open them.”

He let his hands fall from his brown eyes, eyebrows furrowing when he didn’t see you in front of him. Tilting his head back to look at you, his mouth fell open.

“Wow. Uh..”

You grimaced. “You don’t like it?”

“No, no. I-I do.” He positioned himself so that he was kneeling on the couch with his knees. “I just wasn’t expecting it.”

“You know how I’ve always been obsessed with unnatural coloured hair and your job just keeps reminding me how short life is so I thought 'why not?’ ” You played with your hair, still obsessing over the new colour. You noticed Spencer smiling at you. “What?”

“It’s just the way you talk about it so passionately, heh. It’s beautiful, just like you.”


So sorry this took so long (and is kinda shitty)! I haven’t been feeling the best lately, ngl

How are you all? 💚

Also, we’re almost at 400 notes on my Spencer Reid smut?? Holy shit, ily guys 💕

kayas-wife  asked:

also I just scrolled through your blog a bit- holy shit you are amazing! how do you draw *liquid* with *markers*?!?!?! sorcery. no, probably not *sorcery*. wizardry. or else you made a deal with some supernatural entity for marker warlock-ery.

Copic markers changed my life, I won’t lie. I used to almost exclusively use pencil crayons but it took so long to colour anything with those.
Copics come in an obscene number of colours, blend well, and I have a handy dandy colour key book for them instead of trying to rely on my increasingly sketchy memory 😅

Thank you for your kind words! I’m enjoying practicing drawing things I hadn’t before with the markers.

Thank you for tagging me @teddybearofdeath & @princesspascal !!


1. drink: soda
2. phone call: Jasmin
3. text message: pissing Marlies off by saying holland instead of the netherlands lmao
4. song you listened to: CRUSH by 2NE1
5. time you cried: like… 4 days ago??
6. dated someone twice: nope
7. kissed someone and regretted it: eh kind of
8. been cheated on: no
9. lost someone special: yup
10. been depressed: yes
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: I was pretty close it once tho


12. black
13. red
14. white


15. made new friends: hell yeah
16. fallen out of love: yes oops
17. laughed until you cried: yep
18. found out someone was talking about you: ffs yes
19. met someone who changed you: uh kinda?? idk
20. found out who your friends are: not really tbh although I got rid of someone who was pretty toxic
21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: nope


22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: like 50? 60? hell I couldn’t care less
23. do you have any pets: too many cats
24. do you want to change your name: I got used to the Josef and Jesus jokes
25. what did you do for your last birthday: driving and eating lmao I’m boring
26. what time did you wake up: 9am
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping
28. name something you can’t wait for: next year bc I might get to meet the dutchies then whoop
29. when was the last time you saw your mom: like a few minutes ago?? she’s in the living room rn
31. what are you listening to right now: I Don’t Care by Fall Out Boy
32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yup
33. something that is getting on your nerves: my mom’s impatient ass tbh
34. most visited website: tumblr and twitter I guess
35. hair colour: streetdog blonde
36. long or short hair: longer than I’m used to
37. do you have a crush on someone: ;)
38. what do you like about yourself: I’m weird and people seem to like it so yeah
39. piercings: ears
40. blood type: what dat
41. nickname: WIGgly wife of Josef (thanks Kim)
42. relationship status: leave me the fuck alone????
43. zodiac: cancer sun, aries moon
44. pronouns: she/her
45. favourite tv show: Orphan Black, South Park, Torchwood
46. tattoos: not yet ;)
47. right or left handed: right
48. surgery: just one cosmetic (kinda lmao)
50. sport: F1. I used to enjoy playing handball and basketball back in school tho
51. vacation: idc about the location as long as I got my squad
52. pair of trainers: what


53. eating: uh
54. drinking: more soda??
55. I’m about to: check spotify
56. waiting for: better music
57. want: BETTER MUSIC
58. get married: someday maybe??
59. career: still waiting for replies rip (either IT or something that has a lot to do with cars)


60. hugs or kisses: both
61. lips or eyes: eyes
62. shorter or taller: doesn’t matter tbh
63. older or younger: idc
64. nice arms or nice stomach: both?? neither??
65. hookup or relationship: relationship
66. troublemaker or hesitant: depends on my mood


67. kissed a stranger: no
68. drank hard liquor: yup
69. lost glasses/contact lenses: nope
70. turned someone down: yes
71. sex on the first date: no
73. had your heart broken: YES
74. been arrested: no
75. cried when someone died: yes
76. fallen for a friend: almost


77. yourself: yeah
78. miracles: kinda
79. love at first sight: not anymore
80. santa claus: nah
81. kiss on the first date: why not tho
82. angels: no


84. eye colour: bue/grey-ish
85. favourite movie: the nightmare before christmas

Gotta tag the squad @danyandcarlos @heavencouldntwaitforyou @formularicciardo @alosainz @pannipalinkas @formula1trash @jacobine-xoxo & @f1tothemax. No need to do it though xo

new theory



OKAY. so what i think its clear the boy and troye are best friends, and they grew up to be partners 

then when the unknown boy realizes what he is, (gay, bi, pan etc.) he refuses to believe it 

however he eventually comes to term with is and tells his father he is gay,bi,pan ect but his dad reacts awfully and abuses the unknown boy

the boy is then killed by his father after coming out, hence the suit, cemetary etc. I cant decide however if the father is an alcoholic prior or post the coming out experience. but it is blatant that he is an alcoholic based on the way he is shown.

blue is a colour that is often associated with sadness. neighbourhood, to me implies where he grew up. so where he grew up with the unknown boy was/became a very sad place.

anonymous asked:

heyyyyy mel, jw wondering what your favourite hair on wonshik is (or rank of favourite hair styles/colours) - curious wonshikie anon

hehe i’ve never ranked them before so i’m going off first thought :^0

  1. wonsheep
  2. this weird fancy black hair style 
  3. post on and on sort-of-bistre/coffee-brown
  4. professor ravdaddy
  5. whatever this weird chocolate moose tracks ice cream thing is
  6. the blue eternity rainbow
  7. post-error short golden blonde
  8. only u/voodoo black/tyfbb black
  9. annoyingly shiny hail the king platinum blonde
  10. fuzzbuzz (fuckboy) kagami taiga
  11. femme super hero black/brown (especially the album shoot hehe)
  12. post-post eternity your-bangs-are-too-long dark brown
  13. post-eternity chocolate brown
  14. flaming gay redshik
  15. weird vampixx V white thing
  16. post-gr8u/Girls Why brown (started on 130904)
  17. sometimes i like to pretend i’m a carrot
  18. post-rock ur body smoke/coal/silver-black whatever the fuck

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