THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 22K FOLLOWERS. That’s nuts! I don’t think I deserve any of this. I have only been here for almost 3 years and you guys are being so nice! Thank you for reblogging, liking or just following my blog. It means so much to me!
Also, thank you for accepting me into the markiplier community, jse community and crankgameplays community. I am really having fun with you guys and I hope my blog keeps you happy or maybe cheered you up! All I want to do is to give you joy into your lives. Thank you for also motivating me to make gifs, edits, etc because I love doing them so much!
So here’s a FOLLOW FOREVER (I’m sorry if I missed any of you, i love you all a lot ♥)
Would there be an issue of seeing a Xee in 'Cool Sunsets'? ^~^ Xee is a skelly that can be found on @Theamazingfay or @SalemLucidester and I just was hoping to cheer her up a bit 💖 You are doing a lovely job by the way! ~<3
of course theres no problem!~ now normally id do these in order of requests, but i heard someones sad and i nEED TO GET ON IT. ps this might be the cutest character iv ever seen im actually sobbing @theamazingfay@salemlucidesterPS 11 requests still to go
Yes, I'm sorry, I meant gifs, haha. Silly autocorrect
ahh sorry anon, i fell asleep before i could reply -___-
okay just checking lol. but i hope you feel better soon <3 hmm i have a “for bad days” tag if you want to check that out…i just tag posts that would cheer me up if i’m have a stressful/sad day. maybe you can start your own happy tag too :)
anyways, here are a bunch of random gifs i’ve made in the past that might cheer you up! …more under the cut :)
I just got some really, really bad news. Can I get some tooth rottingly sweet drarry fluff to try and balance it out? ❤️
Draco is not a sappy person. Absolutely not.
He most definitely doesn’t keep all the anniversary and Christmas cards Harry has ever given him in a hidden drawer in his desk. Nor does he circle the days they will see each other on his calendar in invisible ink lest his nosy secretary accidentally see.
He definitely does not carry a picture of the two of them from their first Christmas together in his, smiling and laughing and looking free, in his wallet, enchanted to look like a business card should anyone but him look at it.
And he definitely, definitely is not head over heals in love with Harry Potter.
So when he goes into Waldrick’s Wizarding Wares and Fine Jewelry that Tuesday afternoon it is only look because he is not a man of rash decisions. He’d simply seem an attractive gold band glimmering in the window and decided to have a look is all.
When he leaves the shoppe two hours later his wallet is considerably lighter and his robe pocket feels extraordinarily heavy, especially for for such a small box. He slips his hand inside his pocket, wrapping it around the box and letting his thumb caress the smooth velvet. His heart feels too big and his courage too small. He most definitely is not proposing to Harry.
He carries the box in his pocket for exactly 87 days. In fact he almost convinces himself he means not to do it too, because they’ve got a great thing going and he will not be the one to muck it up. He simply will not risk it.
Until the 88th day.
Harry sleeps over and when Draco awakes the next morning it is to the glorious sight of Harry splayed across his bed, his legs tangled in the sheets and his body radiating a warmth that Draco finds intoxicating. His hair is a complete disaster and his mouth hangs open just a bit, his entire body heavy with sleep. He looks so relaxed, so at peace and something in Draco breaks in that moment at the idea of Harry ever leaving. He thinks of the nights Harry is gone and he clings to the empty sheets inhaling his scent and wishing he were here.
And then Harry is rolling over towards him, a smile spreading across his face before he even opens his eyes as he presses his lips against Draco’s neck in a gentle kiss.
“Marry me?” Draco whispers.
Harry pulls back with a jump, his eyes bright and perhaps a little hopeful. “Are you serious?”
“If I hadn’t been serious I wouldn’t have asked,” Draco replies shortly, a bit of insecurity creeping back in. Perhaps this had been a bad idea after all.
“But when we first got together you said you’d never get married,” Harry says, and Draco isn’t sure if its a statement or a question but he feels Harry’s hands trembling and understands that he is not the only one unsure.
“I say a lot of things I don’t mean. Now is not one of those times. I don’t want you to leave. Ever. I don’t want you come to my flat or me go to yours; I want a place that’s ours. I don’t want to ever see you walking away and not know that you’re coming back to me every time. I love you, Harry, and I don’t say it enough. But I do, with everything I am. You make me a better man and I want you as mine. Forever. Please say yes.”
“Yes!” Harry all but yells, pinning him down against the bed. “Fuck yes,” Harry says again and Draco doesn’t even have time to consider the shakiness in Harry’s voice because Harry is kissing him as if he might actually die if he stops; desperate and demanding and consuming.
Hours later, when Harry is asleep again, Draco traces a heart on the bare skin of Harry’s back, memorizing the way he’d looked when he’d said yes and he thinks that perhaps he might just be a little bit sappy.
One-paragraph appreciation for the introvert types
ISTJs: I think it’s great that there are so many of you, because ISTJs drive the world, get stuff done, and always seem to know what’s going on. You’re so incredibly reliable and trustworthy and we need people like that. Without your devotion and logical thinking, the world would be nowhere.
ISFJs: You guys are the glue that holds society together. I love how much you care about everyone and how much effort you put in to make sure everyone is okay. Seriously, you deserve more credit for being such great people, and you have both the drive and natural kindness to help a lot of people.
INFJs: Not only do you have other peoples’ best interests in mind, you guys dream big and have bold ideals. You may not think they’ll happen, but because you’re all so gutsy and organized (unlike me) I feel like you can and will accomplish your goals. I wish there were more of you, because you’re brilliant.
INTJs: You nerds are going to change the world. Seriously, you’re all intelligent, knowledgeable, determined and generally great at stuff, and you’re unbound by expectations. You are creators, challengers, improvers, and while you are few, you can have massive effects on the world on your own.
ISTPs: I know none of you are that dependent on the approval of others, but for what it’s worth: you are great. Your cleverness, pragmatism and bravery mean that you can accomplish awesome things that others could only dream of, and your calmness under pressure is something I strive for.
ISFPs: I feel like the world would be so much more peaceful if people adopted your mindset. It’s incredible how well you guys can see the beauty in others and the world around you. Flexible, talented people like you have so much potential, and since you’re all so kind and charming it’s great to be around you.
INFPs: You guys are most interested in deep thoughts and long-term goals and don’t care about shallow things. And that’s a wonderful way to be. I’m so glad that there are people like you: deep thinkers who don’t forget to look after others, altruists who still seek to define themselves. You fit so many great qualities into one incredible personality.
INTPs: My fellow oddities, you are awesome. You have whole worlds inside your heads, and you tend to know the right answers and ask the right questions. Your curiosity and imagination combined are a force to be reckoned with, and you are definitely some of the smartest people in the world.
“We’ve got to start at the bottom and work up! And if we don’t earnestly cheer each other on… we’ll never be top heroes!” ✩ Creatie Hero ✩ | Yaoyorozu Momo | (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و ↳ requested by @mrgeekonthiswebsite ♥
the loft had been quiet for hours, silence heavy between flickering candles and those shelves of neatly lined up ingredients. every room was still in the early afternoon light, the sun just starting to think about dipping towards the horizon. or everything had been still until the front door opened. magnus heard it from the bedroom where he was carefully buttoning up his shirt but he didn’t think much of it, considering the wards only let through a handful of people. he had spent the morning finalizing potions and carefully restocking ingredients, but the rest of the day would be house calls, wards to fortify and helping someone with a rather pesky hellhound. for all of that, a different shirt was needed.
he was almost at the top button, appraising himself in the mirror, although his mind was on anything but his appearance. he was running over the spells he’d need for the wards and thinking about asking catarina when she wanted to have dinner next when alec’s voice cut through the silence and straight through his thoughts. he glanced up in the mirror, staring at alec’s reflection and instantly his brows pulled together.