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Except for the first one - that I decided to post in a single canvas now -, here are some new sketches of Auror!Potter that I did - because I’m still inspired and when I’m inspired, I can’t stop. Dark and angst, just how I like him. This time, full body and sillhouettes too.

[More sketches]

anonymous asked:

How does one band have so many incredibly loveable members? How? I need to know. For science. Truly amazing. A gift.

I don’t know!!!  I don’t know!!!  I agree, it is truly amazing.  They are all so wonderful.  

A visual representation of the boyband One Direction:

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Tape 2, Side A

“You’ve heard of the butterfly effect, right? That if a butterfly flaps its wings at just the right time in just the right place it can cause a hurricane thousands of miles away. The butterfly effect. It started with Justin, then on to you, Alex. And the rest of you. Maybe these tapes will start a new butterfly effect. Who knows? Everything affects everything.” 

Honeymooners Pt 6

Haha, I lied, ideas were had.


A number of heads swiveled as you and Loki passed, hand in hand. You kept one arm over your chest, trying to maintain some modicum of decency but it really didn’t matter. You couldn’t tell, with your back to him, but Loki had his gaze fixated on you the entire time, watching the sway of your hips and just protectively scanning for any who might ogle too long.

“I don’t think I ever want to see another naked person after this.” You muttered softly, passing by a couple making out.

Loki chuckled, “Not the voyeur then, are you?”

You raised your eyebrow and glanced behind you, “Are you?”

Loki shook his head, “Not particularly, though still, your modesty amuses me.”

At long last, your feet hit the water’s edge and you smiled, pleased that it was warm. Immediately you heard someone calling your name, followed shortly by Loki’s, “Hey! Hey you guys!”

You scanned the water and finally spotted Clara and Toran a short distance away. “C’mon.” You muttered at Loki, tugging him closer.

The couple were standing a short distance in the water, about waist high depth, each waving at you and Loki.

“Hey Clara! Toran!” You called beaming at them, finally reaching them both in the water.

Clara giggled, as Toran wrapped his arms around her protectively. Loki’s eyes narrowed as Toran’s gaze lingered a moment too long on your bare breasts. Stepping forward, Loki pressed his chest to your back, arm wrapping around you as his forearm covered one breast, his large hand cupping the other and blocking you from view. You grit your teeth, trying not to gasp in shock but saw that Toran stood in a similar pose to Clara and figured Loki was merely mimicking him.

Loki rested his chin on your shoulder, staring imperiously down at Toran, eyes darkened as he tried to hide his scowl. Toran quickly looked away from you, turning his attention back to his wife.

As you and Clara talked, you could sense Loki growing bored with the conversation, his hands starting to fidget, apparently night even realizing where they rested. His right arm was wrapped around your chest, fingers idly moving along as he spaced out from the conversation, managing a supportive nod or grunt from time to time but mostly he seemed lost in thought. Unfortunately, this included his fingers sliding along the swell of your breast and you could feel your nipple growing hard at his touch. At one particular movement, he managed to find a sensitive spot and you had to grit your teeth, faking a cough to suppress the moan that threatened to draw from deep within you.

“This water is just lovely, isn’t it?” Clara asked, hands moving down to splash around.

Toran watched her hands move to the water, his gaze fixated on you. However, when Clara moved her hands back up to cup his arms, Toran’s gaze remained.

Loki’s eyes flashed, noting the clarity of the water and moved to rest protectively on your stomach, slowly easing down to block your womanhood. You gasped gently at his touch and Clara looked back at you concerned.

“I thought I saw a dolphin.” You managed to choke out.

Loki’s chin still rested on your shoulder, his long hair tickling you each time he drew breath.

“Really? I didn’t think there were dolphins this close to land?” Clara asked, scanning the surrounding waters.

“Must’ve been a trick of the waves, my bad.” You forced a smile, not entirely sure what Loki was playing at. Finally you saw Toran look away from you, his lascivious and wandering eye once more returning to his own wife.

“No look, I think I see a stingray over there!” Clara pointed at the water excitedly.

“You two wait here, we’re going to check it out.” You snaked out of Loki’s protective grip, realizing that if you didn’t move away soon, you wouldn’t be able to hide your growing arousal. Loki blinked, frowning as he felt you move away from him.

“Very well, love, do be careful.” He took your hand in his and placed a soft kiss on it.

You and Clara waded deeper into the water, the waves lapping at you as you moved.

Toran sighed, folding his arms as he watched you and Clara wade through the water. “How’d I get so lucky?”

“I ask myself the same.” Loki murmured, watching you.

“You know, Clara always said she was open to this, but never found a couple that I thought it would work on.” Loki jerked his head to the side, eyes darkened in annoyance as Toran continued, “I know it’s our honeymoon but like, you know what swinging is, right?”

“I’m afraid I’m not familiar with the term.” Loki replied, his voice dangerously low.

Toran raised his eyebrow, missing the warning in Loki’s tone. “Really? Good looking guy like you, I’m surprised. Well, it’s when two married couples, you know… exchange spouses for the night. Your wife is smoking and Clara obviously finds you attractive.”

“Don’t insult me.” Loki snarled, “I would never do that to the woman I love, certainly not with the likes of you, as if that pathetic needle you call a cock could satisfy her, let alone your own wife.”

Toran’s mouth fell open, an angry flush rising on his cheeks, “What the hell man?”

Loki sneered, “Speak of this again and I’ll gut you like a pig.”

Toran sputtered for a response when you and Clara returned.

“Clara says the owner is really nice, and they ran into him at one of the shops.” You started to say but were interrupted as Loki’s hands cupped your cheeks, pulling you in for a deep and passionate kiss. You moaned softly as his lips moved along yours, mouth falling open as his tongue snaked inside. Loki dominated the kiss possessively as Clara looked on in awe, glancing back at Toran. Toran’s arms were crossed, fuming as he watched your eyes flutter shut as you sank into the kiss, reaching up to grip Loki’s shoulders.

“C’mon love, let’s put that enclosure to use.” Loki growled, picking you up and carrying you bridal style. “I’m not waiting to get back to the room to have you.”

You merely gasped, skin flushed as you wrapped your arms around Loki trying to steady yourself while he carried you off. “I’ll, err, see you around Clara!”

Clara laughed, waving as the two of you left, “We’ll be at the shops later today, if you’re up for it!”

“Sure thing!”

Loki stalked back in silence, still carrying you. You could tell he was angry, and figured it was not best to provoke him while you were in such a vulnerable state. In no time at all, the two of you were back on the enclosure and Loki had set you down gently, reaching for a towel to help pat you dry.

“Loki…” You started slowly, “what was that about?”

Loki focused on the task at hand, furiously intent on making sure you dried off. If he hadn’t been so angry looking, you might’ve felt embarrassed that you were still naked. As it was, he reminded you of a cat with its ears back flat on its head, ready to claw at the first person who provoked it.

“Loki, hey, look at me.” You gripped his cheeks and forced him to look at your face. Loki was kneeling down so you knew he had a good look of your breasts, and again, in normal circumstances you would have been embarrassed. But right now, this was your partner and he was clearly upset about something. “Talk to me, what happened?”

Loki finally sighed and straightened up, reaching for your bikini and handing it to you before pulling on his own trunks. “That wretched excuse for a man wanted me to trade you for his pathetic quim.”

You blinked in surprise. “Oh, I uh.”

“Offered to be ‘swingers’,” he sneered, shaking his head in disgust.

“Well, for swingers, it’s not permanent, just like a one night thing.”

Loki was adjusting his bottoms and looked at you in surprise, “You’re entertaining the thought?”

You quickly shook your head, “No of course not, I just didn’t know if you might because Clara is very pretty and I mean, we’re on a mission but like, if you found information from her somehow.”

“I would never do that to my wife on my honeymoon.” Loki growled, looking aghast. Slowly he sighed and looked away, “Even as it is, it seems wrong for the nature of the mission, you deserve better than being forced to spend time with that wretch.”

You smiled and touched his cheek gently, “Aren’t you the gentleman.”

Loki cupped your hand with his, tilting his head and sighed, “You are my partner, after all, I will keep you safe from any harm.”

You wrapped your arms around Loki and pulled him in for a gentle hug, “Thanks Loki, I appreciate it.”

You quickly finished dressing and replaced your wrap around your torso. Glancing at the sky, you noted that the sun was no longer directly overhead but slightly further past: probably around one.

“What do you say we soak up the sun some, say we had our afternoon roll in the hay and take a nap, you know, to kill some time.”

Loki nodded slowly, sinking down onto the pile of cushions. “Very well, apologies for my reaction.”

You chuckled and shook your head, “You’re protective, I appreciate it.”

“Foolishly protective, trying to understand the finer parts of Midgard’s customs.” Loki shook his head, “And I thought I had most of them.”

“We always find new ways to trip you up, don’t we?”

“I fear you’re making them up as you go just to keep me perpetually confused.” Loki sighed.

You shook your head, “Not that one, it’s pretty old. We’ll take a quick nap, get some sun, then see if we can’t meet that elusive owner finally, it’d be neat to check out the shops, see if there’s any cute outfits to get.”

“If it pleases my wife.” Loki smirked.

“It pleases her, and your partner. This is my vacation after all.”

Loki laughed, “Very well, I will follow your lead.”

You laid down beside him, resting your head on his chest and listened to the steady beating of his heart. Slowly you closed your eyes, the rhythmic sound sending you off to sleep. Loki watched you for a moment longer, his hand stroking through your hair, toying with it before stroking your shoulders thoughtfully. He sighed sadly, then noticed you were completely asleep and a soft smile touched the corners of his mouth. You looked so peaceful, he noted, heart aching as he watched you, but this was a mission of course. He too, soon fell asleep.

i hate how sometimes i have to have a specific routine for drawing like i have to have my hair down, i have to be using headphones for listening to stuff,i have to use the same brushes ive been using for years, if im not using sai to draw my brain short circuits which i wish it didnt bc i have clip studio on my comp and its jsut been sitting there for three years BUT i also…..dont want to import my fav brush bc idk how to do it lmao

dear unidentified patron who thought it’d be fun to pencil checkmarks on random pages of a book I was scanning in. Like a grader. Just so you know:

I have to flip through those pages for damage. I had to erase those checkmarks. I am all too aware that you checked pages in a trashy romance novel that were on and opposite pages containing things I DID NOT WANT TO SEE!

How dare, sir or madam. You made me see that with my own two eyes while erasing those pencil marks. Thank you, I need brain bleach now.

Originally posted by icicesttouslesjoursmercredi

maxiiiobe replied to your photo “I really hate how Steven Universe uses terms like “guys” to address a…”

might wanna edit every single piece of amethyst’s diaglogue then, seeing as she says that often. “guys” as slang is almost always used as a gender-neutral term.

You do not get to tell me what male-normative slang I should be comfortable with, you fruitloop. And what’s your deal telling me what to do next?

It bothers me specifically with the Rubies because I want it to be very clear they are just as “feminine” as the other characters and it hasn’t been very clear just yet. I want to hear tons of “she” and “her” before I’m satisfied.
Amethyst is from earth so I do not mind her having picked up earth lingo, her being so extroverted and also her gender stuff. Do mind with Connie a bit.

a fun little story about my brain surgery 

the nurse lady told me that once she put this shit in my iv that I would start to get loopy and then they would cart me in. To be honest I usually have a really high tolerance to that kind of shit so I was like “pft yeah right” in my head. So, she put it in and wouldn’t ya guess it BAM I was loopy as fuck and my mother kept asking me “Do you feel it?” and I would just go “No.” 

It’s like 15 minutes in im HOT TO TROT….I seeing shit all over the place and thinking to myself but im trying REALLY hard not talk because im terrified of saying something stupid under the influence of something so I dont talk…..but the nurse comes back in. “We are going to take you in now” and they lay the bed flat and start moving me. My parents get up and start saying “we love you good luck” and I look straight at them as im almost out the door and I start singing……..loudly fucking Styx - Come Sail Away. “COME SAIL AWAY WITH MEEEE” and then im going into the surgery room. 

………the last thing I said to my parents was COME SAIL AWAY WITH ME IF I WOULD HAVE DIED THOSE WERE MY LAST WORDS. I remember being carted into the room thinking “damn those were the dumbest last words anyone could have said”