I really do hope that one day I’ll see you again. I don’t want this to be how our story ends, because little phrases scribbled into the other’s book of memories just won’t cut it. I want more from you.
okay but rosa knew about the double-tuck long before she and amy got close while jake was in witsec. so, like, canonically, rosa has her huge soft spot for amy even when she’s a badass bitch who loves no one
also rosa probably spent yeARS watching amy double-tuck to jake at shaw’s after work.
Whenever I end up in a dark zone and start putting myself and my art down (which is alot), there’s always SOMEONE who pops up just in time to smack the despair out of me.
Whether it be a follower, a nice anon, or a buddy- it always nice to be reminded that even if I may not think I’m good, there are real people out there who actually do. And I love you all for that
So remember folks, it’s very easy for artists and writers to fall into a rut where they can’t produce anything due to low confidence in their skills. So what must you do to help them out? SMASH INTO THEIR INBOX/POST/HOUSE AND REMIND THEM THEY HAVE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEIR WORK. SMACK ‘EM WITH LOVE.
The moment Lily ducked out of the attic, James turned to him with a gaze so earnest that Severus gripped the edge of his chair and glared back. “I was a dick to you, in Hogwarts,” James said.
“Um,” said Severus and then frowned at himself. He detested filler words. But maybe this was a special occasion.
“I’m sorry,” said James. “You’ve got perfect right to hate me, but I’d like it if we could be friends.”
Severus gripped his chair harder. He considered this. James–was the sky purple? were all the pig-flying spells all over England failing for one shining moment? was his mother’s basement freezing over?–waited for him to find his words. “It would make certain things simpler,” Severus managed.
–a life of smoke and silvered glass by dirgewithoutmusic / ink-splotch