A/N: A lot of y’all been messaging me and requesting a fic and who am I to NOT write one?! I love Newt. I love Harry Potter. Hope you’ll love this, guys. It’s quite long, so if you don’t want to actually feel like your in Hogwarts (i tried) and just interact with Newt you may skip to the end (this is a startup to a story, so don’t expect much. it’s cute tho. and you interact with him through the chapter so no worries). It also jumps a lot between perspective’s so be warned WARNINGS: VERY LONG and this is only part one. PREMISE: An aloof, though kind, Gryffindor Quidditch player with an attention span that of a gold fish catches the eye of one extremely shy Hufflepuff that promises her to show all of Hogwarts’s magical creatures in an attempt to show off.
Hello, sorry this is not a drawing or update for the arc or anything, this is more an announcement that I think I should say and clarify why the blog haven’t got an update in a few days
No im not tired of fnaf or leaving the fandom or the au or anything, shuush
My semester is ending, next week is literally my last week of class, then examns, then Summer break. I got the bad luck that 3 of the big examns happen to be the same day at the sAME HOUR.
Full printed comic + original drawings
Picture of myself that is half photo half drawing along with original merch
The name of my Institute written in Art Decó/structure inspired made on Illustrator + original drawing
Thoses 3, same hour, same day, different floors
The other 3 examns left are on different dates so Im not so stressed about them,one is draw two naked models the same day and the other is a digital drawing with a lot of details [textures, lighting, hour of the day]… and the last one… ehhhhhhh I dont know what the fuck are we doing, the teacher haven’t see shit(?).
Besides all of that, my Instiute moved out, like, this is the last year Im gonna be studying in the center building… and I still don’t know if I have to sign in the new place or the old to be studying next year, and some of my grades are not something that got me happy, so I’ve feeling pretty mediocre and just want to pass, Im very, very tired I just want to sleep early-ish and wake up late, instead of sleep late and wake up early.
After im out my Institute, I finish my examns, I will be free, and the blog will return to his flow again~
BTW, im always active on my main and sometimes I got a little time to draw something little there. I have to finish the arc here before keep going, I need time and mind to do it dont get angry because i upload thereeee;3; in case you like my art or something and wanna see more of my stuff. Is sonic related atm but… if you dont mind you are welcomed (?)
Once Im free, I finish the arc and get started on the video, also asks
TL:DR: I’m in my examn’s period, im busy AF, I’m active on @silverxcristal in case you wanna see my other stuff, Once im on summer break the blog will be active again
hi! if you haven't got this one yet, maybe 'kurodai/value me' ? thank you!
Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character telling another how they feel about them.
okay this is a little longer. I can’t help it. KuroDai does things to me.
“Sawamura Daichi you have the best smile I’ve ever seen. It makes me a little weak in the knees and steals my breath.”
“Hey Sawamura. I kinda like you. Like, like you. Wanna go out?”
“Yo Daichi. You and me on a date to the movies. What do you think?”
Kuroo flops onto his bed with a groan and buries his face in his pillows. He had thought catching the flu the week before summer training camp his first year had been bad. That breaking his wrist over summer break had been bad. But this. This is worse. This is even worse than trying to pry Kenma out of a hot bathtub in the winter when he has a full charged PSP at the ready.
Because this is him with a ginormous crush on the captain of his “destined rival” team.
Sawamura Daichi. A guy who was as sturdy and stable as he looked with thighs that made Kuroo sigh and a laugh that curled his toes and a smile that practically made him purr. He barely even got the chance to know him during the camp, what with them spending so much time helping the various teams and younger players, but everything he had gotten to know made him fall a little more for him.
They had exchanged numbers and Kuroo sighs when he hears his text alert go off. They had been exchanging what could be boiled down to idle chit chat with the occasional “oh you like this thing too?’ thrown in for good measure and still his heart stutters a little each time he sees Sawamura’s name on his screen.
It’s hopeless. He’s hopeless.
He chokes on his own spit when he reads the message waiting for him.
[Sawamura Daichi: What are you doing tonight? Besides me?]
[Sawamura Daichi: I am so sorry. Suga stole my phone.]
His stomach isn’t sure whether it wants to sink to his toes or join his heart in his throat as he reads and rereads the message.
A new one pops on his screen.
[Unknown: I did steal his phone. Please for the love of my own sanity ask him out. His sighing over you is starting to give me heartburn.]
[Unknown: Also he keeps writing your name in my volleyball playbook. [img attached]]
[Sawamura Daichi: Kuroo?]
[Tetsurou: If I asked you on a date would you say yes?]
His text alert goes off three times in a row and he smiles down at his phone.