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help will always be given at hogwarts to those who deserve it

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some doodles of my girls bc i love them very much<3

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It’s fine because I’m actually using a secret technique called writing it in my head and nowhere else.

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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)

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My illustration for a Lalaland AU Drarry fanfic.

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i can not believe how much doing the bare minimum stresses me out

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You guys know you can like a character without putting down another, right?

That you don't need to put down any other ship because of your own, right?

That you can like or have as favorite more that one character, right?

That you can like more than one ship, right?

That a ship doesn't have to be canon for you or anyone else to like it, right?

That you ship being canon doesn't mean it's better than the rest, right?

Right??? You guys know that???

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New Crow Time 🎀🏅

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Every writer has two sides:

"I love my characters, they are my children and will protect them with my life"

"I wanna make them suffer so fucking much"

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Draco is happy with everything🥹

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Drawn for @moonstainn s dtiys

I don't know if I got the right 70s vibe. I just kinda looked it up on Pinterest and drew pieces of outfits I liked, but all the references were giving modern 70s re-imaginings, which are also very fun.

It was nice to draw something new for once. I've been working on the same animation project for like 2 months in college, and this felt like a breath of fresh air, honestly I feel a bit rusty in art rn

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i think it is important to recognize the ways in which your favorite thing sucks. i think it keeps u normal

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sometimes you jus gotta 🍞🥖🥐🥞🍞🥖🥐🥞🥖🍞🥐🥞🍮🥖🍞🥞🍮🥐🍞🥖🍮🍯🥐🍞🥖🥞🥐🍯🥖🍞🍮🥞🍯🥐🥖

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He didn’t know why he was here to begin with, least of all why he had decided to bring her with him. Well, that isn’t entirely true. Draco was here because all junior aurors were required to attended official Ministry events. The personal hell that was being surrounded by people who thought the worst of him was the reason he made the desperate conclusion to bring Pansy with him; this way, she could share in the misery. Only, she never did, because she didn’t give a fuck what these people thought of her. It was enough for Pansy to know that she was a different, better person than she had been during the war, and anyone who that wasn’t good enough for could sod off. Draco envied her fortitude. While it did not have the same hold over him as it once had, he knew that no one’s mind was completely made up about him. Even years later, and with his consistent strides in the direction of being a upright and altruistic a citizen as possible, he knew people did not trust him or his intentions. Not even with how hard Harry Potter tried to make it otherwise. For some holier-than-thou reason, Potter wanted the world to forgive and embrace Draco. He was on the warpath at the very moment. As Draco and Pansy waited for fresh drinks at the bar, they could just make out the conversation Potter was having nearby. He was talking to old Merek Widdershins, a liaison from the Department of International Magical Cooperation. They were recounting the mission Draco and Potter had executed the previous week. “Absolutely remarkable, these scallawags have been causing trouble here and on the continent for months, just to be brought in by some junior aurors. Of course then I heard it was your good self, Harry, and wasn’t surprised in the least! However did you manage?” “Well actually,” Potter began, “it was mostly to do with my partner, Draco.” Draco turned his attention to Widdershins, who showed little surprise but gave Potter a skeptical look. “He’s spent a good amount of time abroad,” Potter continued, “and noticed several links due to his knowledge of French dialects, which I wouldn’t recognize from Danish or Swiss.” Draco scoffed to himself. Potter was the most uncultured person he had ever met. Swiss is not even a language. “Oho! Well, I am sure you made up for it during the bust itself, with all of your dueling expertise,” Widdershins continued, laughing with Potter instead of at him like Draco was internally. “I played a part, for sure! But I often rush into these situations; it’s always been my nature. But, Draco, he had a stroke of brilliance that saved us both.” Pansy, who Draco hadn’t notice return from the bar, chose that moment to pipe up in her most sultry voice, “Mmm, bet you’d love a chance to stroke Potter’s brilliance. Wouldn’t you, Draco?” “Merlin, Pans! You can’t just say these things!” Draco was a little red in the face as he stormed away. Mostly to distance himself from Pansy’s filth, but also so that he didn’t catch Potter’s eye with that thought in his head.

written by @girlwhowouldbeking