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Snowdrops & Sunflowers
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snowdropssunflowers · 2 months ago
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Vacation mode🏝️
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This page in not abandoned whatsoever, I’ve way too many ideas and sketches to finish for that.
But I’m outside… touching grass. We have summer for like, three weeks where I live so gotta enjoy it while it lasts. Might post something if the weather is utterly awful, 99% chances for that, but we’ll see.
Hope everyone is having a wonderful summer!☀️
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snowdropssunflowers · 4 months ago
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Mc: Worried about shit she can't control.
Natsai: Ah, break from studying! Studying is probably incredibly unstimulating for her, the woman needs drama and adventure for Merlin's sake!
Poppy: Really wants to be there for her friends, even the human ones, but there is a right time and place for everything.
Sebastian: Loving goofball or future psych patient?
Inspired by @theealbatross incorrect quotes: https://www.tumblr.com/theealbatross/754221733988433920?source=share
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snowdropssunflowers · 5 months ago
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Out of Hogwarts for a few years, just starting their own lives and careers, but there’s always time for catching up with old friends over a cup of tea🫖🍪
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snowdropssunflowers · 5 months ago
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This is the first time I've included a story behind what I'm drawing, keep reading below to find out how they ended up in this situation…
The gas lamps hissed a gentle counterpoint to the rustle of pages in the grand library. Her nose dusted with the scent of aged paper and leather, moved stealthily through the towering shelves, the echo of her soft footsteps swallowed by the hushed atmosphere. It was 1892, and Hogwarts library was her sanctuary, a place where she could lose herself in the boundless narratives of the world.
Her friend, Sebastian , was engrossed in a tome on History of magic at their usual table, a safe distance from the judgmental gazes of the stern librarian, Scribner. He knew she needed this quiet, this intellectual solitude.
Tonight, she was searching for a particular volume on ancient Egyptian mythology. The librarian had told her it was located on the top shelf of the East Wing’s archaeology section. So she navigated the maze of towering shelves, her spirits lifting as she finally located the desired section. But the book, a slender, gilded volume, was maddeningly out of reach. She stretched, tiptoed, even considered dragging over a precarious stool, but to no avail.
Sighing, she was about to admit defeat when a warm presence materialized behind her. “Need a hand?”
His voice, a familiar baritone, made her jump. She hadn't heard him approach. Sebastian. He was suddenly close, impossibly close. He reached past her, his arm extending effortlessly to pluck the book from its lofty perch.
She turned, a surprised gasp escaping her lips. The heavy volume was now in his hand, but the space between them had shrunk to almost nothing. She was trapped. The solid wall of the bookshelf pressed against her back, her escape route completely blocked by Sebastian’s body.
The air crackled with an unexpected current. He was taller than she remembered, his dark eyes reflecting the lamplight into pools of molten gold. He smelled of sandalwood, smoke and ink and something indefinably… him.
Her gaze involuntarily drifted downwards. The curve of his lips, the strong line of his jaw, a faint shadow of stubble that hinted at a rakishness he usually kept hidden beneath his scholarly demeanor. They were so close. Centimeters. A fraction of an inch.
He was leaning in now, ever so slightly. Could he hear the frantic hammering of her heart? She could feel his breath, warm and soft, ghosting across her cheek. It was intoxicating, disorienting. The familiar comforting presence of her friend had transformed into something altogether different, something… dangerous.
Her mind reeled. This was Sebastian. Her friend! The boy she shared late-night debates with over lukewarm tea in the Undercroft. Yet, in this confined space, under the watchful gaze of countless dust-covered tomes, he was something more. Something magnetic.
He tilted his head, his gaze locking onto hers. A question flickered in his eyes, a tentative invitation. The library, usually a bastion of quiet contemplation, faded into a muted background hum. The only sound was the rhythmic whoosh of her own breath, the only reality the electric tension between them.
He reached out, the pad of his thumb brushing softly against her jaw as he tilted her face upwards. He lowered his gaze to her mouth, his breath hitching slightly. She didn’t move. Couldn’t move. She was suspended, caught between the certainty of their friendship and the tantalizing possibility of something more.
The air thickened, heavy with unspoken desires. Was this the moment? Was this the precipice of a kiss, a plunge into uncharted territory that could irrevocably alter the course of their relationship? Or would one of them, at the last possible second, retreat? The answer hung, shimmering and unresolved, in the breathless space between them. But none of them was known for ever backing down.
Whenever I draw something I always make up this story in my head about the piece, what led up the that moment, I can't be the only one.
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snowdropssunflowers · 6 months ago
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Not a question but you have the coolest username
Right back at ya!😘
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snowdropssunflowers · 6 months ago
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I know Sebastian technically doesn't kill for MC in this scene but you get the idea, the dude need to calm down. Besides that, I think the quote fits all too well with our favorites from HL!
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snowdropssunflowers · 6 months ago
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I'm really amazed at how accepting the MC is in Hogwarts Legacy. Almost everyone wants something from her in one way or another, some are more obvious about it than others. And she just lets them.
At the same time, she has just stepped into this new magical world and has a rare ability that no one really guides her in mastering and a whole world to save from a traumatized power hungry goblin.
In my interpretation of her, she was raised in a Muggle orphanage somewhere near London and has had no knowledge of anything magical, except for what she has seen but could not explain, and has probably been seen as a strange child growing up when she has tried to explain what she sees. Then she finds a world where she should fit in and just wants to be accepted by everyone, so she gives everyone what they want, even if it is at her own expense.
I had this pose reference saved at Pinterest forever, so thank you to who made it: https://pin.it/KDjzJgeQI
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snowdropssunflowers · 6 months ago
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I would like some help finishing this drawing, I can't decide what career to give Sebastian... I recently saw someone write that he probably wouldn't become an auror because of his uncle, which I agree with. But at the same time I can see him wanting to make amends and help people, but he's not really into following rules. What do you think?🤔
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snowdropssunflowers · 6 months ago
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Just some friendly sparring between friends down in the Undercroft, but Sebastian just can’t help himself.
He’s probably gonna regret that he learnt the new 5th year confringo…💥
[This short strip is completely inspired by panqlao on Instagram]
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snowdropssunflowers · 7 months ago
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She never takes him seriously when he tries to "court" her and will only believe that he enjoys to see her embarrassed (which he does) but she can’t help but to blush 😳
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snowdropssunflowers · 8 months ago
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snowdropssunflowers · 8 months ago
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Happy New year!🎆
Guys, I was struggling so bad with this one! Sebastian’s face drove me nuts so I just gave it up, fuck it, I will just post it as it is!😤 I just hate it when you can’t pinpoint what’s off even though you try to make adjustments.
Well, it is was it is. I’m seriously considering switching drawing style this year and going with something just a little less realistic.
That’s my rant! I wish that everyone who stumbled across this post has a fantastic 2025!
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snowdropssunflowers · 11 months ago
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Based on this short⬆️
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snowdropssunflowers · 11 months ago
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[Edit: they were driving me nuts, they had to go😅]
It’s only logical that my MC have a life crisis and cuts bangs if I’m doing the same🤷🏼‍♀️
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snowdropssunflowers · 1 year ago
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Did he fall in the Black Lake on purpose? Most likely. Is he going to enjoy your sheepish blushing face? Absolutely!🫣
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snowdropssunflowers · 1 year ago
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This took me way longer than I expected…😅 But enjoy a sweet summer moment with Sebastian and my MC.
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snowdropssunflowers · 3 years ago
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Happy birthday, Muriel🎉🥳❤️
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