so done with u rn


Sirius and Lupin had given Harry a set of excellent books entitled Practical Defensive Magic and its Use Against the Dark Arts, which had superb, moving color illustrations of all the counterjinxes and hexes it described. Harry flicked through the first volume eagerly; he could see it was going to be highly useful in his plans for the D.A.

this comes from my very staunch headcanon that remus broke sirius out of grimmauld place at least once


“ The world keeps spinning, and the tales keep turning, and people come and people go, but they’re never forgotten. And the one truth we know, it’s held true one more time… That love, true love, the really, really good kind of love never dies.”

Late night doodles of The Book of Life Starco AU as promised! 

emerald-imperial  asked:

How do you write so much so fast?? Seems like every time I blink you've put out a flawless 9k chapter of something, and I'm over here s u f f e r i n g to get to at least 4k,,, (My current theory is that you are a robot- Evidence A: You type a million words a minute. Evidence B: You fail at 'I'm not a robot' security tests). Anyway, pls teach me your ways, O Master of Fics

Haha awww thank you!!! <3 <3 <3

I’m not really sure!! I do type fast and unlike a lot of people (maybe?) I don’t do much/any planning beforehand. It’s sort of just chug and go. I also don’t have any padding for my fics (I never write ahead) and don’t have a beta. I usually type a chapter in one night (6-10k) and edit in another night and that’s it! My pace has kind of slowed down recently bc of work/school/responsibilities but the process hasn’t changed much hahaha

ALSO DON’T CALL ME OUT FOR THE ROBOT SECURITY TESTS lolololol I’m not good under pressure ok??? ok??? and as for your Evidence A:


*does a little jig*

I’ve decided to turn one of my (previously unused) urls into a sideblog for just my art (fanart and otherwise), probably reblog some fanart/artsy/reference stuff too, but once it’s finished that’s where I’ll post my art from then on

Of course I’ll still reblog it here since this is still my main, but that’ll be helpful for those who just want the art and not the rest of whatever this *gestures vaguely at this blog* is.

can someone make a theory about all of these things that are happening? if they’re indirects ‘cause im so delusional af rn. Camilaa r u done with it? Lauren u don’t know what to do? if u want to pursue your feelings or choose what is right? hmmm boiiii

“ He doesn’t stop until he reaches the stern, practically crashing into the railing. He wraps his hands around the top bars and leans forward, pressing his weight against them… Suddenly hoping they’ll somehow give out and he’ll go plummeting off over the edge. The sound of the water splitting around the ship is almost deafening in contrast to the rest of the night’s sky being so calm. The only thing louder seems to be the noise in Bucky’s head.

Tears still rolling down his cheeks, he pants – still struggling for air that won’t come – and can’t tear his eyes from the ocean below him. He stands there and he thinks – he thinks, it’d just be so easy to…

God, but he can’t, he can’t, he fucking can’t– ”

Titanic, Chapter 1, by OhCaptainMyCaptain