idk what i was thinking

sirius black was thirteen when minerva mcgonagall saw the quill he was writing with jerk across the paper and the way his hand curled into a fist for a moment when she called for ‘mr. black’ to answer a question on transfiguring large animals. she stopped calling him mr. black after that, and ignored questions from other students about why she called him by his first name unlike everyone else.

sirius was seventeen when minerva forgot he and james weren’t really related and called sirius ‘mr. potter’ during a detention he’d been given. he smiled at her and pretended he didn’t have tears in her eyes, and told her he was much too attractive to be james’ twin, but didn’t ever correct her. she did it again later, on purpose this time, and noticed how pleased he looked. she called him by it more often after that, and every time she did he seemed to light up.

he was thirty-three when she saw him for the first time in over a decade, and it was the first time she thought he resembled his lineage. his eyes were hollow and empty, and she couldn’t reconcile him with the boy she knew years before. he went back to being ‘mr. black,’ and he no longer had the energy to flinch away from the name.

♛ your hand ♕

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so I had this idea to redraw Rhodonite’s expressions/body language as Ruby’s and Pearl’s individually. should I continue? :p I don’t think I’ve seen anyone do this.

I tried to tell Quincy that we were standing in front of natural treasure and that we should appreciate it. He continued to pose with this vaguely indifferent expression, effectively rendering all of my photos useless.  

I drew phil but

it needs improvements

perfect.

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Clarke + everyone knowing about her feelings for Lexa

What was that? Did you want me to post one of the forever-inconsistent portraits of my hot babes? Alright sure, why not.

Edit: I actually kind of want to see people color this. If you’re up for it, go ahead!!