just tried out a new coloring

I was going to hold off on any new artwork until I got the new display tablet, but I got inspired and bored so I painted this!
Took me about 3 and a half hours to make all in all, and I’m super happy how it turned out! I learned how to paint candles the other week, so I wanted to do something with Candles, semi transparent wax, and my favorite color pallet (Orange/Blue complementary) so this is what I made! I hope everyone likes it! I tried to capture a sense of cold warmth.

Just one more step to reaching my random goal of becoming a professional artist! :D


Phil checking Dan out.

When I saw Shiemi’s room design in the recent manga chapters I died.


Voltron SuperheroAU

In which Shiro and Kuro are brothers and try to defend their city from Galra Industries and its evil mastermind Zarkon. Have some HCs for this AU:

  • They both got captured by Galra Industries and were experimented on in order to make some kind of super soldiers *coughcoughbuckybarnescough* out of them, losing their arms in the process.
  • After that Shiro could escape, but couldn’t take Kuro with him.
  • Injured and desperate to save his brother, Shiro turns to the only person he thinks he can still trust: Keith. Who later reveals himself as a Paladin of Voltron, a group of people with special abilities/superpowers who fight Zarkon.
  • Shiro joins the Paladins and finds himself confronted with Kuro during one of their missions. Kuro got brainwashed and works as a special agent for Galra Industries.
  • After countless fights the Paladins are ready to give up on recovering Kuro, who still tries to kill his own brother, but gets more and more confused by slowly regaining some of his memories.
  • Shiro finally gets a hold of his brother and is able to convince him to fight alongside Voltron. Kuro accepts the offer but isn’t ready to become a Paladin, just yet, so he works solo most of the time.
  • They meet up here and there to get eachother up to date.
  • Also: sheith and luro happen.

So.. Uh… Yeah. Let’s just say I had way too much fun with this. xD It started out as just a sketch for some new outfits… But then the colors kinda escalated. I couldn’t stop it. And then I started imagining these two in a superheroAU… And yeah…. Guess I’m into that now.

100+ kpop songs you should be listening to

underrated male group version

a.cian: driving, touch, ouch

alpha:bat: tantara/ttanttara, ab city, oh my gosh!

beatwin: stalker, illusion, your girl, she’s my girl

b.i.g: taola, aphrodite, hello, between night n music, are you ready?

boyfriend: obession, janus, bounce, witch, white day, boyfriend, on&on, i yah

boys republic: video game, get down, the real one, dress up, hello

boys24: bop (live), time leap (live), yolo! (live), 24, rising star, candy shop (live), starlight (live)

b1a4: tried to walk, what’s happening, lonely

cross gene: play with me, holiday, mister secret, amazing - bad lady, noona, you

day6: sing me, congratulations, habits, first time, blood, colors, letting go

halo: surprise, while you’re sleeping, come on now, 마리야/Mariya

history: might just die, queen, psycho, what am i to you, lost, wild boy

hotshot: take a shot, midnight sun, watch out, rain on me

imfact: troublemaker, shine, lollipop

inx: alright

jjcc: fire, today, where you at

knk: back again, knock, i remember, angel heart

madtown: yolo, new world, emptiness, omgt

monsta x: stuck, amen, all in, blue moon, hero, sweetheart, perfect girl, gone bad

myname: too very so much, just tell me, message, just that little thing, day by day

nu’est: face, love paint, overcome, sleep talking, i’m bad

n.flying: awesome, lonely, heartbreak

romeo: nightmare, target, miro, treasure

snuper: shall we dance, you=heaven, platonic love, 4th dimensional angel

speed: look at me now, don’t tease me, why i’m not, hey ma lady

uniq: falling in love (chinese/english), eoeo, best friend

up10tion: tonight, so dangerous, attention, catch me

voisper: in your voice, summer cold

DN Characters as Things my Friends and I Have Said
  • L: There's a special place in hell reserved for you and I'LL SEE YOU THERE
  • Light: Oh hey you know what time it is? *shows me his watch over which he taped a scrap of paper reading TIME TO DIE*
  • Near: I just want to go back to kindergarten were all you have to do is play with toys and clap in a certain pattern life is haaaaard
  • Matt: *turns to me* you know what? just fucking fill me with bull- *sees teacher* balloons! Fill me with balloons! so I can float into the stratosphere and die
  • Mello: hey what'd you get on the test- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
  • Misa: The art teacher tried to tell me black isn't a primary color, but then why do they say other colors are the new black? Doesn't that make it first??
  • Ryuk: Who needs free will and the ability to make your own choices when you can have APPLES?
  • Rem: my existence is a void.
  • Beyond: *hears police sirens* FUCK
  • Naomi: who needs boys? In fact who needs people? Why do people even exist, and where's that asteroid when you need it?
  • Mikami: *literally crying* and he just THREW out his paper in the trash. The FUCKING TRASH. WHAT KIND OF HEATHEN DOESNT EVEN RECYCLE?!?
  • Kiyomi: *imitating overheard conversation* And then she like told me my hair looked dumb and I was like but bitch you're always dumb, whaddup??
  • Matsuda: *walks into exam 15 minutes late* ALRIGHT LETS DO THIS *snaps pencil*

“GO AHEAD AND HIT ME ALL MIGHT, I wonder what the Villains around the city would do… IF THEY KNEW YOUR SECRET?!”


I have a love for Villain!deku now bless his battered soul <3

also i tried out a new way to color hair, You liek?

His Villain name is still Deku just to spite Katsuki but he’s with the League of Villains as their main Strategist and Infromant.

He still does a lot of training though since i think Tomura and Dabi would be a bit protective of the little sinnamon roll (like he’s the lil bro/baby of the league), Himiko and him are super best friends and they like to help each other on missions. Kurogiri is just like The uncle of the group.

He has his own Nomu for missions since he has no quirk and no one wants him to get hurt, His mother know of his endeavors but since he’s so rarely hurt she lives with it (it’s better than risking his life as a hero).

Deku infiltrates the UA a lot just for kicks, also because he likes to notedown EVERYTHING about EVERY hero or every person who has a quirk, he currently holds 120 notebooks full of information. Hero and Villain alike. he keeps them all in a safe that would open if he died (it’s connected to his heartbeat) which is why no one fucks with him in the League of Villains. though honestly he doesn’t even need the notebooks he remembers everything on it to the dot.

difference between normal villains though is that Deku doesn’t want to kill any of the heroes, he’s the super fanboy of every hero and wants a lot of their stuff (may or may not include preserved body parts) in his collection .

 Tomura keeps nagging him for the secrets of the heroes but Deku keeps his mouth shut haha. 

I ship him with Katsuki and Shouto <3

He Doesn’t Deserve You

Summary: You move into your new apartment and have an awkward run in with your neighbor, making a very interesting first impression.

Warnings: angst, sexual tension (minor), smut, Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader

A/N: I have so many drabbles to write but I needed a break and I thought this up. I was going to make this into a series but I didn’t wanna start another one so I just wrote it as a long fic (hence why it’s a little jumpy / fast paced). If you guys like this I can write a short series similar to this story (with some changes). Just let me know.

You looked around your new apartment, it was fully decorated with your things and it filled you with utter joy. You sighed as you sat on your bed, popping open a bottle of wine to let it breathe, waiting for your friends to show up. A knock on your door sent you flying towards it.

“Courtney! Michelle!” You swung the door open with a proud grin on your face. “How do you like the place?” 

“It’s so cute!” Michelle shrieked as she brushed passed you, taking in her surroundings. 

“Hmmm, not enough Star Wars decor.” Courtney followed Michelle, chuckling as she passed the hanging pictures of you guys from college.

“Raegan couldn’t make it?” You cocked an eyebrow, worried for your newly engaged friend. “She too busy with Noah?”

“Technically, she’s planning the wedding and driving him nuts.” Michelle giggled and poured herself a glass of wine. “Now, let’s get this pizza eating, wine drinking, and Netflix bingeing started!” 

Four episodes into the first season of Grey’s Anatomy and the three of you were blabbering, laughing, drunk idiots. You were shouting at the tv, telling the characters that they were doing regretful, silly things. You were voted the door answerer when a loud banging echoed in your apartment. 

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The Stupid Bag (Draco Malfoy x Reader)


Draco pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation and turned just in time to see most of your books cascade to the floor. It was the fifth time in three days that this had happened and he honestly didn’t understand why you wouldn’t just buy a new bag. Instead, you insisted on repeatedly casting Reparo multiple times a day. Talk about a waste of time and magic. He watched in disdain as a group of sixth and seventh year boys began to crowd around you eagerly trying to offer you their assistance. His eyes narrowed at a particularly bold one who actually dared to put a hand on your arm.

“Keep that expression on your face and you’ll get permanent wrinkles, you know.” Pansy said from next to him. He leveled a glare at her before smoothing out his aristocratic features. “Malfoy’s don’t get wrinkles.” He sniffed while Pansy merely rolled her eyes in boredom. “Come on, class starts in five.”  She said pulling on his arm. “And stop pining after her for Salazar’s sake, it’s unbecoming of you.” She smirked. Draco’s protests were lost in the crowd as their professor arrived just in time to usher them into Transfigurations. Pining? Since when has he ever pined? He doesn’t pine. Pansy can shove it.

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thetrashprncess  asked:

how did you learn to edit?

Well, how do you do most things? You try it out, and if you need help with a thing, you look it up and learn that thing. I didn’t really “go learn editing” and then I knew how to edit and proceeded to edit.

I started doing crap that needed to be edited, record little movies and eventually games, so I looked up some editing software and tried editing. And then I probably wanted to, let’s say color correct.. So I looked up how to color correct. And then I maybe wanted to learn how to keyframe things. So I looked up how to keyframe things. And so on.

Everything has to be in stages, I mean JUST editing is fairly self-explanatory.. You put the stuff in the timeline and you cut out the things you don’t want in there. Done. From there, it’s exactly like anything else, like drawing, playing the piano, sewing.. You learn one new thing here, another technique there, a new thing there, etc.

If you go around waiting until you’ve “learned everything” before you start actually doing that thing, whatever it is, you’re never gonna do it. There are LOADS of things in both 3D and editing I have no clue about, and I would love to learn more. But I’m 27 and have been doing 3D and editing just for fun, for like 10+ years, so I would hope I’ve picked up some things along the way :P

Much like Jake the Dog said - “Dude, sucking at something is the first step towards being sorta good at something” :P

⇁ gumdrops & lollipops (m)

pairing Hoseok x Reader (ft. oompa loompa! yoongi & jimin)

genre smut, crack, willy wonka!au
↳  drabble; 2k

a visit to jung hoseok’s chocolate factory does not turn out the way you expected it to

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literally every time i look at keith’s new marmora outfit im just like “ok,, but…how the fuck do I turn this into a functional cosplay”

like, I know bodysuit is probably a good place to start, but the collar isn’t even the same color?? neither are the legs of the suit, that’s so??

and don’t even get me started on those legs, I tried using this like iron on applique for my other marmora suit, but it didn’t hold that well. Last time I made the dark over armor partially cloth and the breastplate out of black worbla, but like I feel like it’s better to try all cloth. Manually turning on the LEDs with how I used them was annoying too. In general I dislike wearing bodysuits. Would prefer something that’s easier to get on and off. I dunno. There’s no point to this really, I’m just rambling cause this suit pisses me off 




Star Boys ⭐ ~ step-by-step process of >this< piece (^   v ^) <3 click through for minor captions!

since Tumblr can only hold eight photos, here’s my process reduced to eight steps. there’s a lot more fussing and changing and adjusting that goes in, but this feels like a good overview.

and here’s some bonus back story! X3 hehe~ i was really frustrated with my work last week… i honestly felt like maybe it was just time to move on and do something totally different. like it was just time to pack in my character work and go back to being a graphic designer. i kept starting new things over and over and over again and throwing them away. i felt very defeated. i was drowning my sorrows in coke zero and k-pop videos when i decided to just draw some self indulgent garbage to make myself feel better, regardless of how it might turn out looking. and i had no idea that it’d turn into this! XD

so when you’re thinking~ “why Pidgy… why did you dress those beautiful boys so stupidly?!?!” (7O  [  ]O)7 it was the k-pop dood! i was under the influence! have you seen the ridiculous/awesome clothes they wear?!?!? it’s FABULOUS! and i didn’t start drawing this thinking that i’d ever post it! HAHAHA!!! but it just worked out so smoothly! (O  v O) <3 and i felt myself feeling again like i knew i could - and new i wanted to - improve! I AIN’T GIVING UP YET!!!! (>   A <)

so yeah… (^   v ^);;; it’s a bit silly, and very colorful! hahaha! but~ i really tried my best to do new things and put my best foot forward… so i hope some of you enjoy it! i still have so much more i want to do! (O    w O) <3 <3 <3

anonymous asked:

How did you meet your amazing girlfriend?

I’ve been sitting on this ask for some time trying to figure out the way to say this, so I suppose I will just tell the story as it happened.

I won’t be posting her URL here because I don’t want to send thousands of eyes to scour her blog, but we’ve been mutuals for something like a year, and always had crushes on each other, flirted a ton online, etc. But she lives very far away from me and this, of course, is a major obstacle, so we never made plans to act on that at all. She messaged me one day to say she’d be in town for a day or two on a family trip, and I brought up hooking up if she was interested, although I was such a nervous baby about it that I think I ACTUALLY said, “Hey we should make out or something if you want.” We agreed to meet, go to my place together, have a lot of sex, and make some sourdough because why not?  So in the days before meeting 1) I tried a new recipe and tested it out to ensure it would be good enough and 2) we sexted a ton (she’s good at this and also? world’s best Snapchat snapper) and just got to know each other really well, too, and I found out that we have all sorts of weird little things in common- we want the same number of kids, we want the same color Le Creuset oven, we like and dislike the same kinds of fruits, she has been making jam for several years and I have been making bread for several years, etc- and each of us made several obviously-not-regular-hookup comments about the other being :) the woman :) of our :) dreams :) and how ohhhh gosh if only she didn’t live so far away we’d totally be dating!

She made it to the coffeeshop where I work, and I saw her coming in the door, thought, “WOW she is prettier than I expected” and immediately pretended not to see her/to be very QUICKLY taking some trash to the back of house to go get myself settled. I put on what was apparently a very good -I am totally chill and not going to die- face, sat beside her, made some conversation about her trip up, blah blah, sexted for several hours while I was closing up shop, and decided we would catch a ride from a bar across the street from my job because I MAY have skipped out on a meeting to go fuck this really hot woman and didn’t want it to be super obvious. So I closed up like normal, went to go meet her at the bar, and she kissed me several times while waiting for the car because she was too excited to wait. Then we got home, made bread, and had really incredible sex during which she came 13 (THIRTEEN) times before I stopped counting :) :) :) And when she left I did my best to pretend not to be sad, but it didn’t work because she asked, “Are you sad?” and when I said “Oh! I didn’t think you could tell!” she proceeded to mimic my posture, which was hands-in-my-pockets, slumped over, and forlornly gazing at the ground because I’d had a really genuinely magical time with her.

The main thing is really that the second we met I just felt an instant sort of “WOW I’d like to keep this one around” feeling that I know from a lot of dating is extremely rare and really special, and I think there were lots of moments during our first date that were very much not regular hookup/hangout moments, like we each called the other sweetie more than once, spent…an absurd amount of time staring into each others’ gay eyes, held hands a lot more than would be normal for a hookup, etc. I think it took her a few hours after she left to really realize she was feeling the same thing, but every now and again you meet someone and it just feels right and natural and comfortable instantly, and you just MESH well, and that’s really what happened. So in the next few days we sort of talked things over and decided to give this thing a shot. And I’m glad we did! Sometimes you have to do the very stupid, very silly, very wild 20something thing to do and just go for it because you think you could find something really special and worth it. I think I just sort of thought, “No this isn’t the most logical thing in the world but I know how rare this feeling is and if I can, I don’t plan to let it go because of something like distance.” So now we’re girlfriends and I couldn’t be happier about it- she’s really wonderful and sweet and makes me incredibly happy and I’m so proud to be, as my blog is titled, Her Butch. She’s the best coincidence I’ve ever encountered, and I’m so glad that she came through the city at just the right time and on just the right day and we talked just often enough beforehand for her to tell me she’d be in town, because I honestly didn’t think I was capable of feeling this way again and she’s been a wonderful addition to my life. She’s a pretty excellent girlfriend and I’m more excited than I can say to kiss her again.

(yes I made the banner in MSpaint don’t judge me)

Here is the long awaited list of Art Tips I mentioned a few days ago! These are Mostly things I’ve learned to help me improve this year. Let me know what you think, or if you have any questions!

  1. Set “practice” goals. Give yourself specific goals, but always word them as ‘practice’ not ‘improve’. Improvement takes time and can be difficult to attain. Meeting a goal to practice things is significantly easier and more rewarding. Improvement happens with practice and you’ll see it later on. Be specific with your goals. For example: “Practice Angry Expressions!”

  2. Give yourself a solid time frame for your goal. Define exact dates. It could be a week, two weeks, even a month. Whatever you feel comfortable with.

  3. Do Studies. Studies are a series of sketches, doodles, paintings, etc.. Done following research, usually looking at a photo or physical reference. I usually fill a whole page with quick, haphazard sketches of what I’m studying. If you’re studying birds, fill a whole page with birds, or hands. They don’t have to be good, they aren’t meant to be perfect. It’s just to get the idea on paper to help you form the visual on paper and in your hand.

  4. Change your goal as soon as you feel ready, after your last one. If you feel you’ve completed your goal, feel free to wait as long as you like, but it’s a good idea to have a list of goals so you aren’t left floundering for one. (Since it’s always harder to think of something when you NEED to.) For example: Angry expressions, Faces at low angles, two-point perspective, cool color schemes. It’s easier to move forward with a list of your own making, than leaving yourself hanging.

  5. Thumbnail. I can not say this enough! Before jumping into a big project, you’ll want to get in the habit of doing thumbnail sketches beforehand. No bigger than 2 or 3 inches, I usually fill a page with them. Thumbnailing can help you figure out how to get that posing just right. Or how you want your composition aligned. Small quick sketches of the different ways you could do things, to find how you want to do things.

  6. You can trace your own sketches. That’s right. It took me twenty years to figure out I could just trace my own sketch onto another sheet of paper to make lineart and do color so I didn’t fuck up my sketch. Digital artist, you can use a new layer over your sketch. Traditionally though, THIS IS HOW YOU DON’T FUCK UP YOUR SKETCH. (also if you trace very lightly it erases way better than trying to erase a full sketch. If you’ve never tried to color over a partially erased sketch it is hell.)

  7. Use References. You’d be surprised how many young artists out there think using references is wrong, or cheating. Let me tell you something. Did Leonardo Da Vinci have a reference for the Mona Lisa? You bet your ass he did. As far as I know he had at least two! All the great masters knew to use references. Actually looking at the thing you’re trying to recreate is the easiest way to master it. If you can’t find a reference for something, look for something that looks similar. Having a concept of what you want is quintessential to improvement. Hell, keep a whole folder of references. Hold onto them to fall back on later. Use them to their full extent.

  8. Draw at an angle. For traditional artists, drawing flat on a desk can often result in disproportionate drawings. Things farther away from the the eye tend to look smaller so things on the farther side of the paper can end up enlarged to compensate for our own eyes perspective of the paper. Drawing at an angle fixes this problem. It brings the paper into a better angle for your face. (I just lean my drawing board on top of a box of staples. It works lol)

  9. Watch other artists. Written tutorials are a phenomenal resource to many artists. But Video tutorials are some of the most helpful things in the world. Video tutorials can show you, in real time, how it’s done. Actually seeing it happen can really help. (I watch hours of tutorials and speedpaints. I just let them play in the background while I draw.)

  10. Try different materials. I’m not gonna lie, I loved digital art. But it just didn’t work for me. I discovered copic markers and my art has improved so much with a material that I feel more in-tune with. So experiment. Borrow from your friends, try new things in school, in art clubs. Whenever. Sometimes, you just need to try something different, to discover something that works better for you.

  11. DON’T. STOP. DRAWING. You don’t have to be churning out a completed piece every week. No. But you should always doodle, sketch, scribble. Hell, even if you just scribble out some squiggly lines, you’ve done something! You don’t have to share with the world. Just. Don’t. Stop.

A/N: I was very much inspired by Amélie(The musical on Broadway) when I saw it during previews. Adam Chanler-Berat smiled at me and I met Phillipa Soo! It was quite the experience!

Part 2

You remember the exact day when your safe world got turned upside down. You remembered crouching behind the door to hear the strange man talk to your overly cautious father in the kitchen. Your mother had passed away when you were too little to recall her and since, your father didn’t want you in danger of any sort.

The conversation was normal, since their voices were not at all different. At one point, your father was talking in a hurried tone and the strange man with the long robes and white beard responded in a very calm matter.

Not understanding what they were saying, you stood up slightly and leaned against the door. Being homeschooled and a ten year old led to a lonely life. There weren’t any children around the house and, besides, your father only let you go to the gardens, where you played pretend that you had a more exciting life. Father didn’t particularly like that.

Finally, you heard the man say clearly, “Mr. Y/L/N, you can’t withhold her the opportunity of education. She also has to realize that she is not made of glass.” There was a small bit of silence until he continued, “Y/N, you can come in.” You were taken aback from the statement and walked into the room, prepared to be scolded for eavesdropping.

Your father, stoic as always, cleared his throat. “Y/N, this is Professor Dumbledore. He has something for you.”

With a twinkle in his eyes, Dumbledore held out a letter that had your name on it. You looked at it curiously, since it was perhaps your first letter. You looked to your father, as if asking permission. He only nodded reassuringly so you carefully tore the envelope and read the letter inside.

Dear Miss Y/L/N, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Confusion was evident on your face so Professor Dumbledore quickly explained that wizards and witches are secretly a part of the world and you were of age to be admitted to the school that will teach you your powers. You were a muggle born, meaning your parents were both non magical.

You were in a daze the whole summer as you prepared for school. The brief taste of magic at Diagon Alley only made you want more. When your father dropped you off at Platform 9 and ¾, he asked for the occasional letter and to remember to be careful. There was no hug, only a slight pat on the back.

The train ride was long, but you were fine with looking out the window. You had never heard of most of the villages that were pacing. Only a few passed before the Hogwarts Express was in the middle of practically no where. Even on the way to your magical school, your fantasies of adventure enticed you to daydream the rest of the way.

A large man with a grey dog called for all the First Years when the train stopped and students were arriving on the platform. You remained silent, slightly intimidated of the excitement radiating off your fellow classmates. You didn’t say a word during the boat ride to the grand castle lit up with candles. You looked at it with amazement, but didn’t join in the chatter.

You blindly followed to the Great Hall. As the names in the Sorting Ceremony got closer to your last name, you found yourself afraid of the attention. When your name was called, you froze. People started whispering, saying you would definitely be a Hufflepuff. Knowing you just had to take a few more steps, you did exactly that and the hat was placed on your head.

It seemed to have conversations with some people, but the second it touched your head, its booming voice announced for the entire hall, “Gryffindor!” The uproar from the Gryffindor table made you scared, but for appearances, you smiled and sat down. The ceremony went on as planned.

While other Gryffindors enjoyed their own adventures and escapades, you found yourself hiding away for the next five years. You were always in the back of the classroom, always in the most obscure corner of the library that people only really used if they wanted to snog.

You took your father’s words to heart. After growing up one way, it was hard to suddenly change it. Sometimes you caught Dumbledore staring at you during meals and you’d hear the words he said in your kitchen. You reassured yourself that you were happy being looked over or forgotten. Sure, you had good grades, but unless you were properly courageous, no one would paid any attention to you.

Even the girls you lived with seemed to forget you were there. They would jump sometimes at the sight of you and nod in greeting. They never stayed in the room too much, so you didn’t mind.

Normally, your ability to blend in worked out well. The one day it didn’t would be the day that your life was forever changed. You were walking through the halls during your free time, with your head down. People would usually get out of your way, but the boy carrying at least five books and almost twenty sheets of paper didn’t see you in time.

When you collided, his papers and books went everywhere. You began helping him with his paper until your eyes met the warmest brown eyes you have ever seen. His eyes widened and his frantic movements stopped for a brief ten seconds. He was in a trance until the professor he needed to see turned into a classroom. Quickly, the boy gathered what he thought was everything and ran after them. “Professor! Wait!”

You wanted to shake yourself from the strange encounter, but saw his book that he dropped, but didn’t pick up. You hesitantly picked it up and walked in his direction, only to realize that you had no idea what door he went in nor his house. Deciding to hold on the book until you thought of something, you made your way to your dorm.

Since you began picking classes that wasn’t just part of a standard curriculum, you don’t see Remus as often during classes. Of course, he’d manage to be in the spotlight because of James and Sirius, but he was more reserved than them. Looking at the worn book on your lap in the dorm room, you wondered if it was used often or if it was previously used. It wasn’t a school book, but a sketch book. Your eyes widened at the detail used in the quick doodles and buried yourself in the pages.

In the boys dorm room, Remus entered with his pile of books. He uttered a greeting to his friends and roommates, before shuffling through the books. Not seeing one particular book made Remus worry slightly. It wasn’t a schoolbook, but he was concerned what would happen if Severus had gotten his hands on his drawings. He had it all day. It was impossible that the leather bound book wasn’t there. James noticed and asked, “Lost something, Moony?”

Remus was still thinking about when he last saw it. Suddenly, a short flashback tugged itself to the front of his mind. Colliding with someone, a girl. Dropping a lot of the things in his hands and getting lost in their eyes. Getting distracted by the appearance of his professor. Running a hand through his unruly hair, he replied, “Yeah, but I know who has it.”

Looking up, Sirius asked from his bed, “Who?”

Opening his mouth to respond, Remus recalled your face and tried to place it. He knew most of the people in his year without being truly observant. You looked like his age, so you couldn’t be new. He tried to recall the colors of your tie, but couldn’t remember. He looked up with confusion. “I don’t actually know. I’ve never seen her before.” Mysterious, just like Remus thought when he first saw you after the collide.

Thinking back of how your eyes truly captivated him, Remus wondered out loud, “How is that possible?”