sorry it was in my drafts

There was a time when chocolate lost its effect on Harry.

It did nothing but make his mouth feel dry after it melted on his tongue and slid down his throat in the most unsatisfactory way. In fact, a lot of things were unsatisfactory at that time because mostly he just felt kind of empty. 

But the problem was that he was never really empty – there was Ron and Hermione, as always, and Luna, Neville, Seamus and Dean – all of whom had exchanged letters and met with him frequently until that time. So he had friends – really good friends that he cut out of his life for a brief period and got angry at when they came to his flat – and the flat, yes; that was something else to be thankful for, as the ceiling over his head was expansive, unlike the set of stairs that he banged his head into each morning for the first eleven years of his life.

And he had a love life, too. It still shocks him that his relationship lasted throughout and after that time, actually, because it was hard to be romantic. It was hard to feel the want to love someone as much as it was to accept someone’s love because he didn’t feel like he gave Draco anything to give back in the first place, if that made any sense. But nothing made sense, anyway, so maybe that was why they fought a few months into Harry’s depression of sorts, and it was anything but kissed wounds and wiped tears because Draco told Harry that he was tired of everything and no longer knew how to help him when all he was faced with was a mixture of anger and sadness whenever he tried to visit. Then, Harry told him that he was sick of it, too. He was sick of missing people that were no longer alive when there were others who were there at his doorstep – but they were all turned away. 

Draco left after that, and Harry thought that his love life would be another thing that he’d miss –

Until Draco knocked on his door twenty minutes later with a suitcase in tow. He planned on staying, and for the first time in a while, Harry let him in. 

There was a time when Draco’s heart would hammer against his chest at the sound of a door clicking open. 

It was a bit ironic, actually. When Harry felt empty, Draco just felt. He felt and he felt, overstimulated and overwhelmed with feelings that he couldn’t ignore – including those that were pushed far into the crevices of his mind to be forgotten the next day, except they weren’t forgotten. The feeling of dread that he fought to suppress each time he opened the door to the Vanishing Cabinet in his sixth year, for example, returned soon after the War, and Harry had not known about this until he asked Draco why he always took so long to open the door. 

“Sometimes I’m convinced that Aunt Bella will be on the other side,” he said. His hand was shaking as he gripped onto the handle and turned it to shut it closed. “I have to remind myself that she isn’t alive anymore; her ghost is gone.”

After he flung his coat onto the hook on the wall, Harry placed his hand over Draco’s, which lingered over the cold metal. “There was a time when I opened the door after keeping it closed for so long.” He held onto Draco’s uneasy stare, then his expression turned rather thoughtful. “Actually, you kind of forced yourself in, but it was… nice. I’m glad that you stayed, because after a while, it made me feel glad that I did, too.” 

Draco’s lips twitched downward. “Did what?”

“Stayed,” is all that he received in response.

Harry laughed when Draco continued to frown, but his sincerity rang through, reaching into the blond’s hammering heart until it began to ease into a slow pulse.

And they stayed that way until there came a time when Draco’s knuckles flooded with color once more, no longer the suffocatingly pale-white of tension and apprehension…

and until there came a time when Harry learned how to ease against the wood that he once refused to open. 

Wow i can’t believe this :O Thank you guys so much for following me and for loving my blog! It means a lot to me ^_^ I made this blog like 1 month ago just because i wanted to fangirl the hell out of me without being judged, so making BTS dedicated blog was my only option ^_^ I started my blog with this post, that actually happened and i found it hilarious and wanted to share it with people who liked BTS and would find it funny too, i never thought that so many people would like and follow my blog. I’m really happy and thankful! ^_^ 

So since i reached 1K i decided to do my first follow forever! *-* I found so many amazing blogs, so many amazing people who really love and appreciate that bunch of “boyfriend material” boys that we call BTS ^_^

So here are my favourite blogs *-*

@jjilljj @mojozozoeffie @rapling @1rapmon @kimnamsjoon @glitchyoongi @jinpout @yoonseok @ksjknj @bangtanhmu @lonastic @jimiyoong @sweaterpawsjimin @holy-yoongi @holy-namjoon @dibidibidismynameisjhope @chimchams @kths @taetaetown @ask-bts-stuff @taeguk @joonjuly @1lsan @booptae @jeonsshi @mintsugakookies @kassareo @mewchim @jiguki @jiminrolls @sosjimin @bwichim @ktaebwi @jinblond @nochus @cyyphr @yoongichii @yoonelle @chimcheroo @gotjimin @hoseokxx

dragonfishdreams  asked:

...I'm just seeing Guzma going up to Looker or Anabel one day and going, very seriously, "I bugged your office for practice." Cue refusal to remove them or break under pressure and reveal where they are, followed by a frantic search of said office by its owner because DAMMIT GUZMA. The search reveals a cute photo of a Ladyba taped under the desk. ...dammit Guzma... ('cause I love da boi, but I think he can be a bit of a goof sometimes)

Even better, it’s a Joltik that stowed away on his coat when coming back from Unova. 

The only problem is…Guzma didn’t expect it to make a nest there.

And one day they walk into the office to see many many Joltik hanging out. Much zapping occurs. 

FEBRUARY 2017 • Star vs. The Forces of Evil
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Also dat moment when you only plan to sketch/draft an idea and it turns out really nice but it’s not drawn on your preferred paper sobcrei hand y u do dis

P.S. I am so far behind for my @svtfoevalentines welp I am so sorry it’s that up there I’ll finish it I swear–
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Art © Tsuza 2017
Star vs. The Forces of Evil © Daron Nefcy | Disney

anonymous asked:

Heyo! I'm kinda late, but I think you should really do that comic! I'd love to read it!! Maybe wanna spoiler something? I'm curious sorry 👀

THANK YOU!!! 💖 I’m so happy someone took notice to my idea of starting a comic 😄💕

A spoiler description (kind of):
A group of outcasts from different civilizations join together to make a change in the destructive world they live in.

When I’m done with a sample draft of the first page or chapter, I’ll be sure to post it! 💕

5 things meme

I was tagged by @boredbyreality thank you my sweet potato, also I am so sorry, bc I put it in my drafts and i totally forgot about it x_x

5 things I keep in my bag

  1. power bank
  2. chewing gum
  3. tissues
  4. phone charger
  5. pocket mirror

5 things I keep in my room

  1. all chargers
  2. cosmetics
  3. drawing thingies
  4. books/comics/stones/dried flower/things I collect
  5. fluffy blankets

5 things I’ve always wanted to do with my life

  1. travel
  2. be a better person - more productive, got stronger - especially to keep pursuing my dreams
  3. finally get out of mental problems
  4. spread as much love and positivity as I can
  5. learn how to play on ukulele

5 things I’m into

  2. Doctor Who
  3. MCU
  4. Drawing/Art/Animation/Cartoons/Manga/Comics
  5. Witchcraft/Pagan culture

5 things on my to-do list

  1. learn how to play on ukulele
  2. learn more to exams
  3. read GoT to the end
  4. enroll to a pole dancing course 
  5. learn vogue dance

5 things you may not know about me

  1. I suffer from depression, and bc of it depersonalisation episodes happen to me
  2. there is a scar on my temple/just after the hair line - I got it when I was a kid and fell of a swing
  3. I have dyslexia and big problems with remembering and reading - even tho I am a proud student of university and I’m keep fighting to keep up with other students
  4. It’s extremely easy to make me sad bc 1. depression, 2. anxiety, 3 high sensibility and emotionality: I cannot just NOT CARE
  5. avoiding conflicts at all costs

Thank you for the tag once again!
Now, you you guys feel like doing it I’m tagging @be-the-piano @rollingbunnies @juichi-bey @tokinya @ironwintercrap @offpuddingg @jackfrostheart @imyouniverse @friendlydestroyingunicorn @smol-kags @sunnycanary @seize-thegay @mauimoanapua aaand whoever wants to do it :D

Have fun and a nice day

shout out to people who have really morally wrong intrusive thoughts! people who know those things are wrong and can’t stop thinking about them, people who are disgusted by themselves. you aren’t disgusting! those thoughts aren’t you and you can’t control them! it’s ok, you’re a good person.

what is dodie yellow

recently, many of us have been begging the question: is it dodie yellow though? today i am here to solve this conundrum, this question plaguing a generation. today i am here with dodie’s twitter opened and actively not doing my homework just so that we can say definitively, “this is dodie yellow.”

ok so because most of our interactions with this elusive color are on twitter, that’s exactly where we’ll start. first of all, this reply

i put the second one into one of those hex code from image things and got this

problem solved, right? this is dodie yellow, however ugly and brown it may seem, the facts don’t lie, but wait there's more! in another twitter reply, dodie said that this was dodie yellow

but when i put it into the hex code finder..

not only a completely different color than what she said before but even more ugly and brown. there's also other tweets where she claims that both of these are dodie yellow

the hex codes of these, respectively, are below

as you can tell, dodie has gone a bit mad. she’s given us four completely different yellows to work with. from here, it gets a bit tricky. it’s less about facts and more about intuition with a slight sprinkling of opinion. saying this, i’m going to go ahead and completely rule out number one and two as they are more brown than yellow and ngl they look kind of gross.

now, we’re down to the top two. unfortunately, there’s no real way of knowing which is the true dodie yellow without dodie herself approving it but we now have two possible hex codes for dodie yellow and are further along than we were when we started this journey so i think we should count that as a success. hopefully, we will have a more definitive answer in the near future but this is, unfortunately, as close as we will get to solving the age old question today.


@natvanlis: Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and tell the twelve-year-old girl that got shoved into lockers what her life is like now.

I’m trying to lighten up my blog a bit so here’s the old playground!au:

  • first, picture everyone as tiny children
    • Riko is that one kid who takes being “king of the castle” too seriously and he’s always hogging the slides and being a general butt
    • Kevin and Jean go to day care with him, so they’re kinda just going along with it
    • all of the Foxes are pretty fed up with Riko but what can they do?? they get caught trying to beat his swarmy ass into the the sand and they’re grounded
    • of course Riko ends up throwing a tantrum anyways and pushes Kevin and Jean off the play structure
    • the good news is that kids bounce
    • the bad news is that Jean ended up bumping his head and Kevin twisted his wrist and now everyone has to go home and get yelled at for playing too rough
    • the next day Kevin joins the Foxes
    • Jean, perhaps for the best, wanders away and gets invited into the sand pit with the Trojans, who are 500% more civilized and are currently in the process of burying Alvarez
    • meanwhile, the Foxes are determined to take down Riko
    • Dan draws all of them into a huddle and gives probably the most dramatic speech to ever grace the playground:
    • “win because you don’t know how to lose. this king’s ruled long enough - it’s time to tear his castle down.”
    • except, y’know, it’s this tiny kindergartner saying it, surrounded by other tiny kindergartners, and basically they just all climb onto the playground structure and ignore Riko’s yelling
    • the final standoff is between Kevin and Riko as Kevin dramatically shoves Riko down the slide and refuses to let him back up
    • and honestly, the Foxes aren’t impressed with Kevin’s pushiness either (Andrew least of all), but whatever, they’re going home in an hour, it doesn’t really matter

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