Just let you know that your drawings have replaced The Cursed Child as canon in my mind. And I also have a question (not a request): will you ever draw some more Hermione? I'd love to see your headcanons about her, and her friendship with Harry.
I want to =) However her features will change until I feel satisfied with her design. Coming up with a design takes time and exploration. My adult Ginny for instance started with long hair, then short hair and now she has pixie. So it’s a development, I hope I will bring more soon… Thank you!
Have you ever imagined about a LSW live-action movie? I think it will be great if they make it like a drama mv, a sad youth mv focusing on the emotional aspects rather than the action/fantasy aspects.Just imagine Saru actor's face when he quietly watching Yata cooking (DOB we need this scene) or smiling, not like the stage play we will have artistic camera angles and ost (must be ballad) and color film and everything. I guess many audiences will be like "wtf am i watching a boylove mv?" kkk
Well we’ve already got the stage play which is kinda like a live
action movie XD If someone was going to make a live action LSW movie
I wouldn’t mind if it didn’t follow the novel exactly and instead
fixed some of the issues I had with the novel, particularly the way
Yata pretty much becomes a minor character in the back half. You
could actually do a pretty good drama movie just pushing all the
jungle stuff to the background and focusing heavily on the
relationship and how it broke apart – in fact with enough tweaking
one could do an AU type movie that follows a similar set up but
doesn’t even bring in the Kings and powers, like maybe jungle’s just
a powerful social media site and Hisui is the admin. When Fushimi
hacks into it during the surprise party Hisui just overcomes his
hacking and types out a mocking message rather than having the little
computer guy walking onto the screen, he then changes the mission
parameters to have everyone attack Fushimi. Mikoto saves Fushimi by
like driving a motorcycle into the crowd and scattering everyone
through intimidation while Totsuka pulls Fushimi to the side. Then
change the third half and have Homra as a simple gang Yata and
Fushimi join, Munakata is the police, the two groups have a dispute
over rogue policemen the Minato Twins and Fushimi’s hallucinations
are caused by like drugs the Minatos were sneaking into his drink at
the behest of Hisui, who never forgot that time a punk kid tried to
take over his social media empire. Have all that be at the background
though and focus more on day to day things, like I’d want to see more
of their middle school years and when they moved in together, just
give us more of Fushimi and Yata being comfortable with each other
and then show how the cracks start to form once they no longer want
the same things. (Though that probably wouldn’t work well as a single
movie for length reasons…okay wait hear me out, tragic J-drama
about how Yata and Fushimi fell in love and then broke up but were
still in love and then learned to forgive each other and sometimes
there are battles with magic powers in between all the feelings.)
( prompt where michael x reader are dating but for some reason jeremy doesnt like the reader and the reader doesnt want to ruin their friendship so they end things and michael just loses it and jeremy sees hes fuked up and then goes to the reader to explain and jeremy and reader are friends and michael and reader are haply and everyone is happy!!! or whateves you wanna do with the prompt just like reader n’ jeremy beef lmao )
omg y e s i l oveit because jeremy. i love jeremy a lot guys
i said this in the tags but the dots at the end are typing dots which is why they’re bold
Jeremy was looking at you.
Not just looking - he was staring you down, and you didn’t really get why at first. The way his gaze lingered on you whenever you’d slide into the seat next to Michael and greet him with a kiss on the cheek, just blinking in the sight of the two of you. The way his grip would tighten around a fork or the strap of his backpack or a pencil when you’d press a quick kiss to Michael’s cheek. The way he’d greet you, voice shaking slightly at your sudden entrance as he said your name as ifsomething was wrong with it and you and what did you do to him what’s wrong. Michael apparently didn’t see it, for he was enamored with you in every way - his hand always slipping into yours without a second thought and pulling you slightly closer so your shoulder would gently bump against his, apparently unable to feel the burning stare into his back - which was always the exact moment you realized Jeremy had been pushed back behind the two of you.
And it affected everything. The awkward silence between you and Jeremy the moment Michael left the room; the delay in texts when it was just Jeremy asked what Michael was up to when the answer was that he was with you; the fact that Michael asked you if Jeremy seemed different, like someone was telling him what to do when he grew too distant, only for him to suddenly reappear, acting as if everything is alright even though his eyes would never meet yours and he just seemed so damn far away from you - and you noticed how he’d retreat from conversations if you and Michael started taking over with your own couple-y stories.
So one day you hid in the bathroom during lunch - just as an experiment to see how Jeremy would react. You texted Michael you had something to do for a class before heading upstairs, away from where anyone could find you easily. When you saw Jeremy in the hall later, he was different. He was happier, more sure of what he was saying - the way it was with them before you and Michael started dating. So you started making excuses, either skipping lunch entirely or leaving early or “suddenly” having things to do when the three of you would hang out. Jeremy was happier, Michael got his best friend back in little, subtle ways, and you?
You were conflicted. Could anyone blame you? Your boyfriend’s best friend didn’t like you-
Onion is a weird little dude - I think this fact has been cemented well enough. He obviously thinks very highly of Steven, which is sweet - almost as sweet as how highly Vidalia thinks of Amethyst. Their brief moments were the highlight of the episode - I really want to see more of these two, and I would love some backstory on their friendship.
My hope was that this episode would focus on Pearl and how’s she dealing with the situation at home, but instead we got Amethyst! So, again, my hope is that we see Pearl’s end of things soon, and judging by how these episodes have been going - first Garnet, now Amethyst - hopefully she’s due next? We’ll see!
I’m giving this one an 7/10. Not too bad, not too great. It was a cute episode all-in-all.
I think it’s a little late for me to start the next episode now unfortunately, but I’m aiming for tomorrow, even if I have to split it up between Monday and Tuesday night. I’m trying to settle into a more consistent schedule. Bear with me! The blog may also have a new a e s t h e t i c in the coming days, so be on the lookout for that? Or not!
So, just I started reading books and so far I like them more than show, (I just finished Swords) but I do find that there seem to a lack of positive female relationships that are given the same attention or maybe just not as fleshed out as male relationships. Like Jon/Sam, Ned/Robert. We get to see their friendships. I just wanted to know your opinion since your more aquatinted with the books
Yeah, it’s lacking in that department. I’d consider it one of the bigger flaws, though it improves a bit into AFFC/ADWD through Sansa, Asha, to a degree Arya (her friendships are truncated by necessity), and Arianne (not that we get a ton of detail about her and Tyene or Sylva). I guess Cersei and Taena count, but Cersei is just…
Against the pattern of how he explores women’s headspaces, I think he passes. And in a way, it really highlights how Westeros’s oppressive patriarchy necessarily pits women against one another (Margaery’s friendship with Sansa being a sham is a nice example of this), but yeah, certainly an area he could have fleshed out a lot better.
Favorite character: eijun!!!! I’M SO PROUD OF HIM AAAAA Second favorite character: haruichi!!! i want another season so bad so we can see him animated with his new hair! *^* Least favorite character: i don’t have one really but i’m not a huge fan of miyuki! although i have definitely warmed up to him more during act 2! The character I’m most like: i think nabe?? Favorite pairing: i don’t ship anyone romantically but i love haruichi/eijun and karamochi/ryousuke’s friendship a lot!!! Least favorite pairing: eijun/miyuki (romantically) Favorite moment: the first time haruichi split his bat in half omg i loved that Rating out of 10: 10/10. i lovelovelove daiya
I really want to see more cis boys who like boys being actively supportive of trans boys who like boys bc I’m tired of being afraid to flirt or form friendships with other queer guys bc I don’t know if they really see me as a guy
i feel like im alone in this but I really want to read more about the bitty/jack FRIENDSHIP. like, sure, pining and obliviousness is fun, but tell me about the time jack stayed up all night to help bitty rewrite a paper that accidentally got deleted and then held that over his head the rest of the semester any time bitty whined about Jack’s dad jokes. write sonnets about the way bitty chirped jack mercilessly for WEEKS for accidentally breaking the drink machine in the dining hall. pls show me all the times jack tried to wrestle bitty.
1. I wasn’t in love with you anymore, but god, this knocked the wind out of me.
2. You were just here.
3. You were just here.
4. Do you remember? The frozen food pressed to your shoulder, the way you shook with the knowledge of a barely avoided death?
5. My mouth. Yours.
6. I had been struggling with my old poems about you. You know, you were the first one I ever wrote. I had some questions for you, Cleveland. I suppose I don’t have them anymore.
7. It isn’t even seeing you kiss her that’s the problem. It’s that you share a table.
8. Maybe “wife” bothers me, too. I know how that word sounds, coming from you. Remember? Those long drives? Perhaps I still exist as your heart when you hit the road.
9. You still exist as mine when I hit the words.
10. I couldn’t read them aloud anymore, the poems. That old pain. It didn’t exist. We had chased it away with chocolate and cherries. Still, you occupy a shelf in the bright. In the cold .
11. You always have been impossibly careless with my heart. With my new lives, all of them.
12. There’s a Smiths song – if you were reading my texts I would send you it – it goes: and I’m not happy / and I’m not sad. I’m not sad, seeing you happy. She looks as full of light as I used to when you kissed me. I am glad for her. I know what you have to give.
13. It’s the loss of our friendship. More a removal. A reopened scar, from the last time. Remember, how we were friends? We’ve been so good at it. I can’t believe you won’t hear from me now. I couldn’t believe you wouldn’t hear from me, then. You know the words.
14. I just wanted to wish you well. I just. I just wanted to be what I always have been. Yours, in whatever form we decide.
15. Nearly two years since we met and you still find new ways to let me down. I think it impresses me more than it wounds.
16. You told me all about her, remember? We discovered we had both loved ghosts, since the last time you cried on my couch. Do you remember? The things that we allow to haunt us take root in the end. I need to change my sheets.
17. I wonder if I am the ghost now. The woman you never had the courage to keep. Do I haunt you, darling? I can hear your voice saying yes. Feel the reach of your arms as I spin out of them, laughing. Do I echo?
18. You kissed me like you used to, the last time. You will again, the next. You always do.
19. In a poem I never got the chance to read you, I said that you exist suspended in time. In flashes of white sheets. Bathed in orange light on the Golden Gate Bridge. Spinning me around on a cold February evening. One year ago today.
20. One year ago today, you laid next to me. We cried about something that doesn’t matter anymore. It didn’t matter then, either.
21. Do you remember the words? Of that last song at what we thought was the last breakfast. You sat me on your knee.
22. Your hands shook as you held me tight. I put my lips to your ear. Do you remember? The words. Say them with me.
23. In my own sick way / I’ll always stay true to you.
Upon Seeing Your New Girlfriend For The First Time. Charlotte Ford.
I never really thought that friend break-ups were a thing. Yeah I’ve heard people say ‘we used to be friends’ or ‘we don’t talk anymore’ but I’ve never actually pondered the ending of a friendship.
I’ve witnessed girls going through breakups, and they always talk about the same things. The way one person stops showing interest,
how they talk less, fight about stupid things, stop feeling the spark. I’ve never felt that before. Never watched a person gradually lose interest in me, text me less, stop wanting to spend every second with me.
Never until now. And god, it f*cking hurts.
Who would have thought my first heartbreak would come from my longest standing friendship? But that’s the way life works, isn’t it? You watch the one good thing you have slowly slip away until you aren’t even sure why but suddenly it’s almost out of your grasp and there’s nothing you can do but wait.
So you feel yourself waiting. Waiting for the texts to stop all together, waiting for the hangouts to become a thing of the past. Waiting for that final blow. But nothing could hurt more than the realisation that there will be no 'final blow’. Because it’s already over. And you’re not exactly sure when, or how, but you know if you stop trying now then everything will cease.
And who can you blame but yourself? And do you know what the worst part is? You can’t even be mad at the other person, because what have they done except lose interest in you? It sucks when all you want is to be by their side, to call them and text them and see them everyday, but they’re done with you. And how can you be any more than you are now, I guess you’ll just never be enough.
So you’re left mourning the end of a friendship, without even truly understanding what’s been lost.
And now your heart is f**king broken but who would even understand because are friend break-ups even a f*cking thing?
it’s not just the fact. the fact that you message me everyday at 4 am just to remind me to take better care of myself. the fact that you do it even after I tell you not to. the fact that I barely answer back on time. the fact that you’re on the other side of the planet. the fact that an online friend is one of my biggest fans. the fact that you remind me to eat and drink. the fact that you love throwing random information around, my own personal human google, you’re the lightbulb of my ideas. the fact that you hate yourself just as much as I hate myself. the fact that you blame yourself for your uncle’s death. the fact that you love me more than I love myself. the fact that you love my poetry more than the amount of poems I’ve written, and I’ve written plenty. the fact that you’re still here after all of this time. you are simply too damn cute, by simply being you. friendship masked as sundown, you never like to see me frown. you always ask– what was your suck and sweet of the day? most days I say nothing. most days I don’t want to talk about it. when I think that I deserve pain, I remember you and I stop. when the moon grows the flowers in my mind, when I can’t come up with hard facts or a simple way to say I love you to myself– I think about you. a thousand rivers must contain one dragon, a thousand nights must be enough for me to forgive myself. you are randomness. you are a singularity. you are a tiny poem. you are pressed daisies. you are an unwritten metaphor, you cross my mind, but I can never formulate you. you are on the tip of my tongue, a prose piece without a single mention about love, but I still feel loved by you. you wanna know why you’re different? a million tumblr accounts, yours is the only one without reblogs, posts or anything. you’re my invisible reader. and I see you for you.
(I plan to do more of these as time goes on and things occur to me. They will be collected in the things I want to see tag.)
Things I Want To See More Of: Part One
Siblings: I want siblings who grew up depending on each other–who are still great friends but are also their own persons. They love each others’ passions even though they may not be passionate about it themselves. I want to see siblings who still get along, who defend each other without sacrificing themselves. Siblings who don’t blame each other when they can’t help. Siblings who understand when the other has to take care of themself first. Siblings who commiserate with each other, even if one isn’t suffering the same annoyance as the other. Siblings who sing to each other through texts and send other silly little nothings without expecting something back but knowing the other would enjoy seeing/hearing it. Siblings who know each others’ schedules and run interference for them on things that they know the other won’t enjoy. Siblings who take care of each other, no matter the distance between.
Plots: I want plots that have over-arching, world-impacting plots but those plots are secondary to more intimate, character-related plots. Plots where a character’s development is a greater focus than the implications of the plot point that just went poorly. Plots where character development and plot progression don’t hinge on romantic relationships. Plots that keep friendship in the forefront. Plots that let characters do silly things, bad things, amazing things, and those things hold meaning to the character as well as the world-plot revolving around them. I want to see plots where the “big bad” is just another person; they don’t care or even know of the protag, they’re just trying to achieve their goal, which happens to get in the way of the protag achieving their goal. Plots with lower stakes where the world definitely isn’t going to end, but what turns out certainly isn’t ideal for the protag. Plots that aren’t black-and-white, right-and-wrong, perpendicular goals, end-of-the-word, but more along the lines of acute angles, purple-and-blue. Plots that take the focus off the world and put it back on people.
Magic Systems: I want any magic system, all of them, the ones based on old ideas, the new ones sprung from the garden of individual idea. I want the fire-benders and the wind-bottlers, those with spectral wings to summon and those blessed by gods. Magic systems with everyday uses and magic systems with tolls so high it only gets used once a year, or with a group, or for special circumstances. Magic systems that use the force of the world to power it, or require the use of a substance to jumpstart it. Magic systems with summoning and creatures of tiny power, great power, creatures from everywhere and nowhere and all the stops in between. Magic systems with blood, and those that fail if blood is applied; ones with material requirements and ones with spoken spell-work. I want magic systems that do what I expect them to do, but also ones that do things I’ve never heard of or never considered. Magic systems. Period.
A spell I wrote inspired from the film Practical Magic
This is a fire free spell used to draw in your ideal lover.
This is NOT a spell to make a specific individual fall in love with you.
This spell can also be altered to search for the ideal platonic partner. See the notes section at the end of this post!
- Pick any of the following flower petals and dry them*
if you have the time. But fresh petals are also okay. (you don’t need the whole flower just a a couple of petals) You don’t
need all of them, I’m just providing as many options as possible: White
Carnation (pure love), Dark Red Carnation (Deep Love), white
Chrysanthemum (truth and loyal love), Red Chrysanthemum (love), Red Rose
(deep love), Yellow rose (friendship/ caring), Orange/Coral rose
(passion/energy/desire), Lavender Rose (love at first sight), Tulip
(declaration of love/ perfect love) - Any other flower you can think of
that symbolizes love + companionship. You don’t need a lot. Maximum 2
petals for each flower of your choosing.
- Hot water (like just barely hot enough for tea. As long as there’s steam, you’re golden)
- water soluble paper (get rice/wafer paper OR look for the brand print-stitch-dissolve in a local craft store. I’ve found it in Michael’s and staples for around $10) IF you can’t fine the paper, just write on your flower petals, provided they are large enough.
- pen(s)/ pencil(s) in any color(s) of your choosing
- mug or bowl
- an open window/ outdoor space
What to do:
- Start boiling your water. Feel free to put it on low heat, this may take some time.
Take your pen and paper, list the qualities you seek in a love (be they
physical or personality related). If you do wish to use a visual
element you can print out images/ draw the qualities you seek. There is no need whatsoever to glue items together
- As you write each quality, rip it up from the page so it’s on it’s own strip, place it in your mug/bowl
- when you are finished writing, take your dried petals and crumble them/ tear them up, toss them into the mug/bowl as well
the mug/bowl into your hands and speak/whisper this chant
“Lover hear me. Lover know my name. Lover come find me. Lover follow my heart’s flame.“
put the bowl down, by now your water should be hot. Slowly pour in the hot water, repeating the chant if you wish. Let the steam send your wishes out into the world. Feel free to chant until you no longer see steam/ until the water cools.
- When the bowl/contents have cooled, pour out the mug/bowl. Be sure to wash it when you are done if it’s one you consume from.
Additional Notes: If you’d like, keep a copy of your list should you choose to keep an eye out for your person. Or if you’d like to perform the spell again. Feel free to copy any imagery as well and hold onto it if you wish.
To press + dry flowers you can either iron the flowers between sheets
of parchment paper OR press them under some heavy books (this can take
several days. But since it’s petals you’ll probably need a week max.).
If you use the iron method, make sure the iron is on the lowest possible
setting and there is no water in it. Don’t iron across the paper like
you would clothes, just dab for 10-15 seconds in each spot. Let it cool .
Maybe go over with the iron 1 more time, you don’t want to scorch/ burn
PLATONIC PARTNER ALTERATIONS: change the the word “lover“ to “partner“ in the chant. Look for flowers that have friendship/ familial/ unconditional love related meanings such as yellow rose, Jasmine, pear blossom, primrose, yellow chrysanthemum, forget-me-not, blue violets, ect. Obviously make more changes as you see fit <3
Sorry for any grammatical errors. I haven’t edited it yet so I’m sorry in advance lolll.But this is something very personal that I wrote today and hopefully someone else could relate.
I was going through my memory box today and a lot of stuff that involved you came up. It brought me back to the good times and I almost texted you but then I remembered that you’re just a stranger now. It’s been a couple months since we last talked. Crazy huh? How in just a year we went from being inseperable to complete strangers. If someone had asked us a year or two ago if we could see our life without each other in it, we would have laughed and said no; Now here we are.
I would be lying if I said I haven’t thought about you or that I didn’t miss you. I do miss you, a lot. So much has happened since we last talked, and I wish I could share it all with you. There has been times where I picked up my phone to text you but then I would remember you’re not that person anymore; And it’s sad because for the longest time it seemed like you’d be that person who stayed in my life for a long while. I miss being close with your family and being able to call your home my home as well. I miss having the privilege of saying I had more than one family. It’s crazy how much can change in a short amount of time.
I hope you don’t hate me for walking away when I did. I hope one day you understand that I had to or else we would have never known just how toxic our friendship had been. There is quite a few things I know I could have done better and shouldn’t have done, same goes for you. We are both to blame for our friendship being as unhealthy as it was. Though it was so unhealthy, we shared a lot of great memories and I’d like to think it was equally good as it was bad.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry we’re not best friends anymore and I’m sorry I had to be the one to walk away. I’m sorry for any pain I caused. I’m sorry I couldn’t be your person anymore. I’m sorry we couldn’t do everything we wanted to. I’m sorry I tried to blame you for our friendship ending. I’m sorry I tried to hate you because damn did I try. I tried so hard and for awhile it worked because hating you and being mad at you was easier than missing you. But I realize that I could never hate you, no matter how mad I am about what happened. I’m sorry this is how it had to end for us, but that’s life for you. Not everything goes the way it should or how you want it to.
But I would like to thank you. Thank you for being my person for as long as you were. Thank you for being patient with me while I learned how to trust another person. Thank you for the memories I will never forget. Thank you for caring enough to break through the walls I had worked so hard to build over the years. Thank you for being the person I could run to for everything and anything. Thank you for being the person I could count on. Thank you for being the person I could confide in without the fear of judgement. Thank you for teaching me how to love and be loved. Thank you for showing me that I can still trust others and be trusted. Thank you for proving to me that people come into our lives for a reason and though they may not stay, the lessons learned are a blessing.
I would like to say I can see us being friends again in the future but I’d only be spitting out false hope. It would never be the same and if I happen to see you one day, I’ll smile and walk away. My heart will break a little and all our memories will hit me like a train but I’ll feel grateful for the time we did have together. Some people aren’t meant to stay in your life forever and unfortunately I learned you are one of those people. They say some people only come into your life to teach you a lesson and leave, but the most important people leave a mark. Well you left a mark and I am thankful for you coming into my life when you did.
I know you may never see this but I needed to get it off my chest. There were a lot of words unsaid and a lot of words I wish I could have said. I guess I’m writing this to get a small sense of closure for myself.
I hope you and your family are doing well. I hope you get everything you want and more in the life you chose for yourself.