James’s eyes were hazel, his nose was slightly longer than Harry’s and there was no scar on his forehead, but they had the same thing face, same mouth, same eyebrows; James’s hair stuck up at the back exactly as Harry’s did, his hands could have been Harry’s and Harry could tell that, when James stood up, they would be within an inch of each other in height.
This is actually an old drawing I worked on months ago and never really finished it, I found it and lazily touched up the scythe so I hope it looks decent at least. Some of this picture urks me still, but it’s been too long and just want to post it online now. Also made a close up version.
A/N: HEY GUYS! I literally forgot that I made this a month ago but never posted it haha! :D I’ve always been a sucker for a/b/o fics and I wanted to shake things up a bit. (: Please excuse any misspellings as I get too excited when I write ENJOY! -Delilah ❤❤
Delta: Reader is a rare being in the a/b/o cycle and finds herself along side the Avengers. She manages to hide her true nature successfully until she catches the eye of a certain blue eyed super soldier.
Not only is today my 21st birthday, but also another landmark- I’ve been on tumblr with all of you for one year now! And let me tell you, it has been a ride. Some of you may have noticed that I enjoy writing walls of text and being incredibly sappy. So lemme just go ahead and carry on that tradition.
I started to really pick up again with my art last January when I moved onto my college’s campus for the first time. I realized that I would would have more free time, and more alone time than ever before in my life. I decided to take this as an opportunity to advance and improve my artwork. I started taking drawing requests on /co/ and the Adventure Time threads, as well as the MLaaTR threads. After a couple months of this, people began encouraging me to make a blog to post my stuff to! I decided to make this blog one year ago today to post my stuff to on my 20th birthday.
I never really expected to make any characters, either! And since most of my characters happened to be made while doodling in class, I have the days recorded where I first incepted them! Reese was first doodled on February 16, 2016. Vivian and Sugar were first sketched on April 5th, on the same day! Tallow was designed July 23rd. And lastly, Clair was designed on September 26th.
The response to my drawings and these characters has blown me away. I never could have expected so much support, and I am grateful beyond words.
This past year has been a learning process for me, and so much has happened thanks to you guys. This wild ride has made this past year one of the best of my life, and I’m so happy that you all were a part of that.
I’ve met all sorts of new friends and cool people online, too! Some links are NSFW, but listed below are 100 people that have made my year better. People that have gifted me art, friends, people that have taken the time to talk and discuss things with me, and people that have been there for me the whole time:
I’m posting this story because I don’t want you all to make the mistakes that I’ve made. I apologize ahead of time for getting oddly personal.
I have never been good with words. That may seem strange because on Tumblr I don’t shut up, but in person, and especially when emotional, I have a hard time getting words out of my mouth. My shrink said that’s a common symptom of people who’ve dealt with trauma. I don’t know. What I do know is that when I left my boyfriend’s car after an argument five months ago, I did not know how to ask for help. I messaged a group chat of best friends who have been there for me before. I could manage to type out that I left my boyfriend’s car, that I’m emotional and can’t convey it over text, and that need to be picked up.
Long-story-short, one friend answered, and said she couldn’t pick me up because she was going to a club with another friend. Now, there are a lot of details here that I’m leaving out, and the fact that I probably wasn’t making any sense beyond the fact that I was sad and needed someone probably has to do with it. Of course I got mad at her for not taking the time to help me. She said something along the lines of, why should she cancel plans for someone who “couldn’t even bother to tell me what was wrong”.
I know, poor me, blah blah, how hurt and victimized I was. Why am I telling you this? Because even though my best friends at the time wouldn’t help me, people DID help me. I asked one person I had only talked to in meetings to pick me up. She dropped what she was doing and got me. She didn’t ask me to explain, or require me to be peppy around her or talk to her about it; she took me home because I asked. I had another friend who was not close to me at the time come over to talk to me, and all I had to tell her was that I had had a horrible night. I had friends who couldn’t meet me offer to take me to lunch, and talk to me over text or the phone. Although it was a hard beginning of the end for me and my “best friends” at the time (which only got worse later on), it was a hard lesson that I needed to learn.
This isn’t me looking at the situation with rose-colored glasses. This is what actually happened. For every one person who wouldn’t help me, four people took the time to reach out. All they required of me was that I asked them for help.
So I ask you, followers, because I know many that many of you are good and kind people, to take in the lessons that I learned too late:
A true friend will never ask you to prove that you are worth their time;
You need to believe that you are worth peoples’ time. You are. You are worth peoples’ time for just being you, for being human and flawed, for needing help, for being alive. Please believe that you are worth peoples’ time, and you will find others who are worth your time, too.