#made two versions bc i couldnt decide

[airborneice]

@hilda-appreciation-week Day 3 - Favourite Creature

all of them

I love all the creature designs in Hilda so much. I couldn’t do them all so I tried to limit myself to just the main characters and the ones I’ve personally signed the adoption paperwork for. this series really knocks it out of the park when it comes to funky little guys and I’ll always love it for that

(also, I drew this a few weeks ago and was going to explain here about timtum’s presence and how he was a scrapped comics character and he’s canon in my heart etc but it turns out as of season 3 he’s canon for REAL and even more deserving of being in this lineup. I love winning)

[fateseriesshitposts]

[citisart]

remember this old meme? i guess i never uploaded these here! i made two versions bc i couldnt decide hah

[hayffie-feels]

Based on an idea from @fallenflowersfromgrace.

-Haymitch knowing how to do makeup bc Effie taught him so he does her makeup ❤️

A little bit of eyeshadow

“Now, stop moving Haymitch!” Don’t ask him how, but Haymitch had allowed Effie to teach him how to put on makeup, by her putting makeup on him. Yikes.

“It’s not my fault your brushes itch so bad!” He couldnt suppress the sudden urge to just yank the brush out of her hand and smear the eyeshadow onto her face, resulting in her scolding him and him running in circles with her on his tail like 2 little children.

It was a cold day in District 12, so he decided he had nothing better to do than shovel the driveway, which he did NOT want to have to do first thing in the morning. So, here he was, sitting on the couch with his legs crossed listening to a two hour lecture from Effie about the right way to hold a makeup brush.

“If you would just sit still they wouldn’t!” She proceeded to grab another weird looking brush and giving an identical one to Haymitch. He held it disgustingly as if it were a miniature version of Effie.

“And what exactly do you want me to do with this?” He eyed the brush with doubt and looked into her sapphire orbs waiting for an answer.

She sighed in frustration, teaching this man anything was fairly almost impossible. She roughly held up her brush and showed him what to do, she brushed it against a golden-ish colour in her pallet and gestured for him to do the same. He mimicked her and brushed his against a dull grey-ish colour that wouldn’t stand out too much on his skin and held it it up.

Then, she held one of her eyelids down with one hand, and Haymitch proceeded to copy her. She then, with her other hand, gently touched the brushes edges to her eyelid and in one swift stroke covered her eyelid with the shimmery gold colour and placed the brush down as if it were the easiest thing to do.

He too placed the brush to his closed eyelid, and in one, slightly rougher stroke, covered his eyelid in that dull grey colour you would see on the walls of 13.

He was met with the sound of Effie clapping and he suddenly got a proud feeling erupting in his chest because of, what, putting on some eyeshadow. Not the best of achievements.

“There! Wasn’t as hard as you thought was it.” He shook his head in protest,

“No, it was harder than what I thought, and you do this every day?!” She giggled and brushed a stray hair that was threatening to poke out from her blonde wig. Haymitch frowned,

“Why wear a blonde wig when you are naturally a blonde sweetheart, just, what’s the point?” He gave her a puzzled look and she too seemed to not know herself. She thought for a bit before replying,

“Well, my mother always thought a woman were prettier this way.” She fiddled with her fingers in her lap. Haymitch huffed, “Bullshit.”

This made Effie gasp, “Language!” That made Haymitch smile, he knew she were to say that.

Just as he thought they were finally done, he saw Effie rummaging around in her bag and then from it emerged a weird black tube-looking thing Haymitch was not familiar with.

“What’s that?” He looked at it in her hands curiously as she twisted off the cap to unveil a very odd looking stick/brush thing. He did not like the thought of him bringing that near any part of his face.

“Mascara. Here.” She held the weird looking thing on a stick to him, he looked at it with suspicion.He shook his head, “Show me how to use it first princess.” She frowned and held the oddly shaped stick handing him another one. He was cautious at first, but he realised it was just another brush thing to do makeup with so he lowered his guard. She then slowly brought it to her long eyelashes, Haymitch did the same and brought it to his, way shorter, eyelashes.

Then she brushed it along her lashes making them thicker than they already were, and he copied her once again, roughly brushing it against his eyelashes, he was startled and blinked a few times, resulting in the space beneath his eyelids to become tinted slightly black but he soon got the hang of it and he had applied it successfully.

“Did I do it right or…” Effie looked at his face proudly as if he had just won an Oscar or something.

“Yes, you did, for once.” They both laughed, but he stopped when he saw her taking out yet ANOTHER thing from her bag.

“Nope, that’s it I’m done.” He got up and tried to leave.

“No no! This one’s easy I swear!” He turned around to see Effie with that puppy dog face and she was batting her freshly mascara-d eyelashes which just made it more convincing.

He internally cursed himself for have be-friending this adorable devil in disguise.

“Ugh. Fine.” He sat back down and waited for the next painful procedure to introduce itself. He prayed as she reached her hand into the bag but sighed in relief as she pulled out two crimson coloured lipsticks. He knew how to do this, he’d seen his mother put it on a billion times. The thought of his mother made him mad, so he changed the subject,

“At least I won’t have to endure the pain of bristles poking my eye this time.” He breathed out as he took the lipstick from her hands, his brushing hers ever so slightly.

She chuckled as she, once again, showed him what to do, she took off the cap and placed it on the table, then she unearthed the stick from inside the tube in a twisting sort of motion and pressed it to her lips and at the end she smacked her lips together, he didn’t know why.

He, for the tenth time today,copied her and drenched his grey lips in bright red colour.

She laughed as they both now had half a face full of makeup,

“Well, at least now you’ve learnt a useful skill.” She gathered everything back into her bag and pulled out a mirror to show him the final result,

Haymitch, was startled at his own reflection, he looked terrible looks wise, but he seemed to have done a god job at applying it.

***

Haymitch being Haymitch was just strutting around the corridors upstairs whistling a random tune until he heard the soft, faint sound of sniffing and whimpering coming from the guest room, in other words known as: Effie’s room.

He abruptly came to a halt at the door, pressing his ear to the mahogany wood, straining them to hear.

He knew she wouldn’t answer to his knock on the door so he barged in, he knew she wouldn’t have wanted it but sometimes a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.

He gently creaked open the door and his eyes met a distorted sight.

Everything was out of place and nothing was where it usually was, there was a figure laying under a bundle of blankets which was sniffing yet was muffled by the sheets thrown over it.

She must’ve just gotten here since he’d heard her barge in from the front door. A wig was thrown across the room and sat on the carpet.

He knew he wasn’t the best comforter but he had to do something. So he walked/tiptoed in and crouched down beside her bed, he waited for a few minutes before gently lifting one of the blankets to reveal none other than Effie Trinket. She looked visibly upset and her mascara had run down her face in streaks, her hair messily covered her face and she tried to contain herself after realising Haymitch had come in but she gave up midway.

The sight of her like this broke his heart, which was not very easy to break. He gently stroked her soft, blonde hair in an attempt to calm her,

“Effie sweetheart, I’m not going to ask what’s wrong cuz you probably won’t tell me but…” He suddenly brought out her bag containing all her makeup out of nowhere and took out a brush, holding it in front of her teary eyes.

“Do you want me to re-do your makeup?”

[gnzma]

29, 30, 31

munday time ; ACCEPTING

[ okay im gonna leave 29 as the last reply bc im gonna be long one ]

30. what are your favorite RP tropes to play? (angst, hurt-comfort, etc…) ;; also asked by @murmursdraconic

[ i Love fighting threads!!!!!!!!!!

fights in which two muses are training together? hell yeah. fights where two muses are fighting it out but they're having so much fun making the other bleed? let's go!! maybe they also need to let out some frustration and that's the only way they know?? yipeee!!!! fights where both muses are really fucking angry and aggressive and go from two guys throwing hands to turn into beasts?? YESSSSS fights where one muse wants to kill the other but the other wants to make them See The Light and make them understand but the thing goes from playing defense to being as aggressive??? YAHOOOFDSANMNGMDFH!!!!

fights fun fights good ]

31. do you regularly play crack?

[ i wouldnt say i play it regularly, but rather. sometimes i wanna be silly, sometimes i wanna be fun. it's mostly quick back-and-forths and sillies and it's Fine uwu ]

29. what are your honest thought about your muse’s canon? // also asked by @rocketborn

[ are you ready for gio to rant about pokèmon writing :3 ]

for SuMo, which is also the canon i follow the most... I'm generally pretty okay with how they dealt with him. Like I always write him thinking mostly about that version, of course adding a little more of "adult content" (as in, him bleeding and dying and being Fucking Depressed in ultraspace mostly), but that's the version i fell in love with. I am and I will always be vocal about how rushed the final part of gen 7 was and how i'm DISGUSTED!!!!!!with the idea that a good ending implies team skull being disbanded (thus making it an ending where he didn't really learn to not run away from responsabilities :^)) but for the most part it's great and i love him.

USUM can choke fr fr ♥ I like the interaction he has with Hau in the Garden, but that's about it that was the beginning of Lusamine being woobified because This Woman Can't Be Evil I Fucking Guess (and while i have 0 idea of how hes handled in Masters i did see their interactions with mutual respect and i want to blow myself up), and by extention their relationship being instead written in a more healthy way that. i genuinely can't fucking see. like fuck off USUM all my homies hate USUM they did great with Necrozma they did okay with Rainbow Rocket i wish Guzma's personality wasn't Lusamine Guard Dog Except Without The Nuance Bc We're Afraid Of Evil Women Haha like cmon man!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have. so many mixed feelings about PokeSpe. i'm going to say it right away i think it's mid the battles are great everything else but mostly how female characters are written is okay at best terrible at worse. from the little i saw they really decided to keep his undying loyalty to Lusamine and i hate it here but i enjoy how they managed to write him slightly more unhinged.

the anime did him justice actually. I still think he wouldn't touch the League, ever, and he wouldn't get mad at Golisopod for an ability he should know he has (miss me with that "he's just pretending he doesn't know :)" the anime makes it very clear), but i like his competitivity and his arrogance and how they handled his finale a lot. with the years i made peace with aniGuzma and i think he's very neat despite my problems with the anime (coughlusaminecough). i'm not particularly annoyed with how they confirmed he decided to start a war on alola bc he couldnt be a trial captain either, with how the anime is written i can see that as a good reason actually idk i like how they managed to make him feel like a proper threat and a good "final antagonist". good shit

so basically the tier list is

SuMo except the ending 2. the anime idk 6. pokespe and at the 99th place usum

[automatayaoi]

i made another sona specifially for clowncore. Inside me there are two fursonas. One kills you with battery acid. One will do a bong rip with you. Choose wisely.

i couldnt decide if i wanted bald or not so theres two versions. i dont think its hair really since theyre a frog...more like some moss thats attached to their head. Not pictured is their clown costume bc idk how to actually draw (speaking of heres the base i use)

[vulturedimension]

🌻🌻!

two emojis means two random tangents

when i was in ninth grade i had a history teacher named mr klein. he was a big fan of showing us movies instead of actually teaching. one such film was les miserables, starring liam neeson and uma thurman. around this time there was a new version of the same story being made, this one starring hugh jackman and anne hathaway. for some reason i decided to go see it. from there i found and joined the surprisingly active les mis fandom. i got into other musicals (mainly well-known ones like wicked/rent/phantom of the opera, but i also liked next to normal and catch me if you can because of aaron tveit, who played enjolras in les mis, gabe in n2n, and the main guy in cmiyc. frank abagnale jr? im almost positive that's his name) but les mis has a special place in my heart. i've decided that instead of two topics, im just gonna keep talking about les mis for a while. so the main reason why so many young people (such as tiny baby 14 year old me) like it so much is. well ok the main reason is bc it's very good. the other big reason is les amis de l'abc (enjolras, grantaire, combeferre, courfeyrac, jean "jehan" prouvaire, joly, bossuet/l'aigle/lesgles, bahorel, and feuilly. marius gets included sometimes but he doesnt count). are they minor characters? yes. are they prettyboys? yes. and enjolras and grantaire are like, not canon in the sense of "they are explicitly in a relationship in the book or its adaptations", but it was 18something and victor hugo couldnt just tell us that these dudes were in love. what he could do was compare them to achilles/patroclus and orestes/pylades, "you believe in nothing" "i believe in you", they DIED HOLDING HANDS, etc. also im almost positive that he literally says that grantaire loved enjolras, at least. the other amis are all queer as well but especially enjolras and grantaire. i have like 6 different versions of that book. i should read one again. that sounds like a great idea and i bet i would be totally normal. if you've read all of this i am platonically kissing you on the mouth

[potato-jem]

its riya againnn i forgot to tell u a story heheh

so in class, our teacher made us play a modified version of monopoly, where people are in different social classes, and we get different amounts of money + can buy limited properties based on our social class

so i got stuck in a team w this guy who managed to pick the worst fucking social class, and we could only buy the two cheapest properties, AND we started with only 500 dollars (the upper class ppl started w 2000 dollars) so i was like okay we've already lost

sooo we decided to brainstorm ways to cheat bc we had to do what we had to do

i stole money from the girl next to me (she was in the middle class, so second highest social class) but the teacher found out and made me give it back (which is totally unfair bc its supposed to stimulate real life and in real life rich people get robbed) but anyways

then we managed to buy one property (literally the cheapest one lmfao) and then i went to the rich upper class and told them i would trade the property for $150 (it actually only cost $120) but rich people are dumb so ofc they were like hey thats such a good deal and we like traded but then the teacher caught us and made us trade back, so i was like "fineee ill give you the $120 back" and they never noticed?? bc it was $120 on the board.

so i exploited $30 out of them :))

and at the end (we had to stop bc we were running out of time) we had $534, which means $34 profit, but i told my teammate that i scammed $30 dollars, so we only made 4 dollars💀 BUT then he told me he scammed the bank at least $5 LMAOASDKLFJAS;DLJ

cause he kept giving the teacher $10 to trade for $1 bills and she lost track and gave him wayyyy too many SO WE DIDNT EARN ANYTHING AT ALL LMAO

it was literally so funny istg

also the whole game was really annoying bc we kept on landing on stuff we couldnt buy and since we were the lowest class, we went last, so the people went around the board before us and landed on the properties we could buy, and then bought them, so we could buy legit nothing ajd;flj :((

moral of the story? lifes unfair :')

riya. this is singlehandedly the best and funniest story i have ever read.

that game was so rigged. rich people get robbed and exploited! that’s just capitalism baby!

[spikeinthepunch]

few posts ago i was made thinking about past cosplays i had, and honestly i realized i forgot... a lot of them??? i pretty much only thought about my last two bc i did them most multiple times and i liked them most. those were dipper pines and wirt. i still have my legit (heavy as fuck) wwii nurse cape for that and i like it a lot.

but i want to go through a list of what i recalled now bc its fun seeing the timeline of fandoms that it reflects. these are semi-chronological, some i dont know exactly when they happened but its in the same-ish era

Holo from Spice and Wolf - i am quite sure this was my first. One of the earliest animes i watched on youtube, and i got a orange wig, made ears out of cardboard, and had a decent tail i got at a furry con. tho i had no clothes that fit, i just wore my normal clothes lol.

Medusa Gorgon from Soul Eater - Hard for me to determine if there was something before this but i am p sure this came before the next ones, as it was 7th grade and before tumblr fandoms i got into later. i bought this cosplay entirely online so it was p good. But i remember wearing it to school and kids making fun of me.

Zacharie from OFF - a little vague on timeline again. I quite liked this one. i had a black wig and made a mask out of paper. i didnt have anything else like a sweater for it specifically. (this cosplay lasted for a while through 9-10th grade)

Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians - iirc this was The First for the tumblr fandoms i got into, bc technically i got into it pre-tumblr and then went to tumblr as my first fandom. however i didnt really 'cosplay' him properly, i had no wig or staff etc. it was 'casual' w a cosplay sweatshirt i bought and that was it. (this cosplay lasted for a while through 9-10th grade. also note at age 16 i cosplayed him light again when i dyed my hair white)

Swag onceler/teen Swag - i nearly forgot this one lol. i didnt have the blue glasses, but it was his highschool one as i had the white button up and pink sweatervest. i dont really remember how much i wore this though.

teen Oneler - another onceler AU guy i cosplayed very lightly but also not for long.

Dave Strider - i only really cosplayed him at first before i read homestuck bc my friends assigned me dave strider lol. i did get into it eventually and i went to anime expo a few times to the homestuck meet, and met a really nice john egbert there too.

homestuck OC "Doubie" (i cannot recall the last name lol) - decided to cosplay my homestuck oc, made my own horns! but i never got far enough to make my custom shirt or anything. (from here forward i really dont know what order these are in)

Sherlock Holmes from Sherlock BBC - yeah. i have a very cool expensive high quality coat though. like REALLY good. i still intend to wear it but its never cold enough here in socal lol.

Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler - i had wanted to cosplay him in middle school, but couldnt bc i wanted to buy the intricate outfits. i was able to get one of the black outfits tho i recall not having all of it? like maybe just the top? idk. i had the rings too and a wig. it was alright and i also owned the classic brown shoes too as i intended to get his normal outfit but i didnt. was frustrated this cosplay wasnt as good as i wanted for a variety of reasons. (note: i cosplay at "casual/modern" version from that meta episode a year or two later when i dyed my own hair navy blue)

Alois Trancy, modern/BTS episode Black Butler - there was a like, behind the scenes/modern/meta episode in the anime, and being blonde i wanted to cosplay him casually. "casual" cosplays for me were fun bc i felt i could be the character all the time and it wasnt weird. i also own Alois' ring too.

Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Nightvale - one very significant cosplay for me tho i think i only did it at a con once, but it was a big one w my friends at the time in highschool, a friend cosplayed Carlos and all of us just really loved wtnv at the time. i was blonde and could fit the role, i had the vest, purple shirt, glasses, and had painted eyes/etc on myself. i did a photoshoot w my friend who did Carlos. I did the whole cosplay to holloween at school. it was a fun one.

Dipper Pines from Gravity Falls - i liked this one a lot and it was very very simple and lightweight, so i did it a lot going forward as i drifted from other fandoms. had shorts, shoes, vest, hat, and wig to match. I cosplayed him further when i dyed my hair brown at one point.

Wirt from Over the Garden Wall - the last thing i cosplayed. i did this one to anime expo twice i think but good god was it hot for that summer con. the cosplay was simple enough i didnt mind it but the cape was heavy- it was a real wwii nurse cape, as that is what wirt had. its genuinely so cool and i also intend to wear this casually like thw Sherlock coat but again, it is never cold here lol. had the whole outfit for this one tho- shoes, pants, shirt, suspenders, hat. i still own all of it and i would cosplay him again for sure.

i think this is it. i love cosplay and a lot of these mean a lot to me and define so many fandom eras for me!! and my attachment to characters is really really strong.... being them in some form always made me so happy and its why i still think about cosplaying some time again.

[kol-chek]

made two versions of this bc i couldnt decide which was funnier. based off That One Scene

[duckugou]

Class 1-A as Red songs

HEYO Red (Taylors Version) just dropped lets mf ride THESE ARE ALL AGED UP CHARACTERS like im talking 20's mama. aka- what it would be like to be with them

cw: angst in some- its honestly all over the place but like no smut so theres that. not proofread

I missed some characters bc i dont know them well enough dawg

-----------------------------------------------

(putting all of them below the cut)

State of Grace - Ochaco Uraraka You cant tell me this song doesnt feel like a day of rushing around town and sharing laughs. She is literally bubbly energy with chaos. This song is like being super busy and sharing small kisses. Getting through the tough times with a positive attitude and laughs. Like a love that snuck up on you in the best way and is full of making each other better people. Literally the color pink. Endless love that you couldnt- and wouldnt try to- explain. Youd never take anything for granted again.

Red - Izuku Midoriya The easy answer would be Kiri bc he likes red but hear me out- loving Deku would absolutely be a WHIRLWIND and would toss you up and down all the time. He is so fucking chaotic but so easy to love. He would know every single thing about you and yet- you 'd feel like you had no idea what he was thinking. He would deadass get so caught up in other shit that he would forget about dates- but he would make it up to you somehow. If you break up, hes definitely gonna come back to you a few times to share "I missed you" kisses, but he would eventually decide he didnt wanna hurt you anymore.

Treacherous - Shoto Todoroki This song just feels like him. Wordless love. Scary feelings. So nervous. He would take it so slow and be so nervous to do anything at first. He would make you laugh so hard though- and make you so comfortable. Its full of dinners with other people and holding hands under tables. Its a lot of "are we sure this is what we should do" when making a decision, but always going for it. Cautious until youre alone and all of thats thrown out the window. Youd teach him to love freely and not worry so much- especially about what other people think. Youd make each other better people.

I Knew You Were Trouble - Denki Kaminari Mf is so easy to fall for- and everyone knows hes a player. But you cant resist- LOOK AT HIS SMILE. He makes you laugh and feel special. He makes you so absolutely happy. But never puts a label on it- so he doesnt feel bad when he gets with other people. He was never yours but you always wished he was. He was so good in bed- and so tentative. He bought dinner a few times and you were dumb enough to look too far into it. Now that youve cut him off, you miss him but you know youre better off.

All Too Well - Eijiro Kirishima Okay listen. When you guys fell in love it was so fast. It was so easy. Everything made sense. Late night drives, dinner dates, flowers for no reason, meeting the families, dancing in the kitchen at 3 am. It all made sense. You both couldve sworn youd marry each other. But he had to leave and you had to stay. He was always one to take one for the team- and this team was the two of you. He broke up with you so you wouldnt have to "endure dating a pro-hero" because he figured it would be more stress than its worth. Even when you told him to stay- he still left. Right person wrong time. But youd always hold the memories close when you drove down streets that you did with him and youd always get his favorite drink when you went to the bar that you first met in.

22 - Mina Ashido Baby girl makes sure youre always smiling. She is the BEST FRIEND anyone could ask for. You cry on each others shoulders, you tell each other everything, and you have sleep overs every friday. Even though youre 23 now. Going out to bars on satudays was so fun with her- kissing random people- kissing each other. Shes the type to make you fall in love with your best friend on accident. She would sit on the roof with you and watch the stars. She would shop with you and blast music in the car. One night, you'd kiss and it would be way more intimate than a drunken kiss but youd both laugh and stay friends because that would be way too complicated. And everything would be so easy with her.

I Almost Do - Kyoka Jiro Being in love was simple with her, but once you broke up, it was just pain. You cut each other off after a bad argument and it was the worst. Every single night, you almost call her. And every single night, she almost drives to your house. You both miss each other and your kisses. You miss watching movies together and you miss her teaching you how to play guitar. Everyone knew you were perfect together but that fight really fucked it all up.

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together - Katsuki Bakugou Okay yeah he is totally mr. on and off again. You would say all the time that THIS was the last time, but like- we all know youre lying. You two were known for this shit. And I know the song says we arent gonna get back together- but you've said it before. The fights would be so intense- but that would make it so much harder to stay away. You love each other but both of you have fiery personalities so like. Figure it out. But anyone who ends up with this fuck better be ready for dumb shit.

Stay Stay Stay - Hanta Sero He was one to stick by your side through everything- even fights. He would absolutely make jokes about how youre cute when youre mad. You had moments when you almost broke up- but it was so obvious that you had to stay together because the good totally out-weighed the bad. He was one of a kind and made you feel love like no other person ever had. It was end game with Sero.

Holy Ground - Mashirao Ojiro You met him on vacation to Tokyo. You stayed in the same hotel and ran into each other in the lobby. You ended up spending vacation with a perfect stranger. You fell in love and left each other behind- but the time you spent together in the city was amazing. It felt effortless and you felt light. The kisses and the sex- you wouldnt forget that shit. A fleeting romance.

Sad Beautiful Tragic - Fumikage Tokoyami Its all so dramatic lmao- it was like a movie where the bubbly gal falls for the moody boy. But the boy ends up leaving because he cant handle it. The emotions were too much for him- you ended up being too much for him. And thats okay. You'd always have the beautiful memories of falling for each other and telling each other about your lives. He would always have a place in your heart and you in his.

The Lucky One - Momo Yaoyorozu I just feel like she has so much pressure on her. And the line "You wonder if you'll make it out alive" ShUt up. She is so amazing but I know deep down she is so scared. She feels like she has something to prove- she isnt just a pretty face. She sees how some women are treated as heroes and that they arent seen as heroes but as sex symbols and its so scary. But shes so determined. She WILL be a great hero known for saving people- not for being sexualized.

Starlight - Tsuyu Asui Shes just so fun and cute- she would totally make you smile all the time. You'd be louder than her, but thats okay. Youd both end up making each other live a little more freely. The whole sneaking into a fancy party and acting like proper folks- thats so your relationship with her. Just doing dumb shit and making each other let loose.

Begin Again - Tenya Ida OHHH Ida. He would erase everything your ex ever did to you. He would show you that your dumb shit made you amazing. He would make you rethink everything. He would make you feel so completely loved without even trying. Hes blunt and it makes it easier. You know he wouldnt lie to you so you know he means it when he says your beautiful and that he loves the way you (insert "weird" hobby here). Kissing under the moonlight and taking your mind off of bad times is his specialty.

[starvrat]

saw the blonde jon thing so i drew it and idk how i should feel

i made two versions one darker blonde the other lighter blonde bc i couldnt decide on one

[ofsunhillow]

when i started listening to hirasawa i was mad bc most youtube uploads were in shit quality and all the playlists i made/saved were sort of pieced together with different uploads from different channels and now i decide to check again and theres this channel utsurigi that just uploads literally every single song of his solo albums in high quality. like a bit more than a month ago i was on here frustrated that i couldnt find hd versions of solar ray and lotus and here comes our savior utsurigi. wait bc the uploads arent even that new theyre like two or three months old. why the fuck were they all hidden

[achilleasfury]

Hi there! Can i ask for Hoodie, E.J, Jeff and Toby (somehow) Getting mistaken for S/O's guardian/parent while picking them up from school and finding out she's getting suspended for curb stomping someone that was talking sh*t and starting rumors about her and her friends and doesn't care and is just like "and I do it again" if thats ok?

 hay :3 sure you can- just to make sure, as I said, I don't do Hoodie, bc still I didn't finish MH and I’m not that comfortable/well known with his character and don’t have a version to portray(yes, I will mention them, but wont do complete asks to the boys :3)- ALSO- I never was suspended or anything like that- so if somethings wrong, I’m sorry! also I’m sorry they kept getting shorter, because I ran out of time!

Eyeless Jack

- its extremeliy rare, that he pics them up from school - he probably never will be comepletly with his looks - but this day, he made an exception - he was calles by a teacher, probably because in his S/Os contacts, he was saved as ‘daddy’ - as they walked over to him, an angry expression on their face, he was something between annoyed and confused - a teacher was following them, clearly surprised by the mask which hid most of his face, and his hood, pulled over so his eyes couldnt be seen - ‘What happend?’ he shortly asked, his head turned to his S/O - the teacher lowkey explained, that they beated up a person, who was talking to them in a little rude way - his S/O just stared into distance, mumbling how they hated this person - ‘y/n, why did you do that? You could have ignored it. Its nothing’, he said, a little uncomfortable - ‘iTs nOtHiNg.’, they repeated sarcastically, glancing at him ‘stfu, nobody talks to my friends like that. But nooo- of course, I’m the bad one, I did something wrong- I just-’ - the teacher got between it - ‘I’m sorry, Mr. l/n, but your child was misbehaving badly! She’s suspended. If you could take her home now...? We’ll call you, when she’s allowed again to go to school. The material is already in her rucksack.’ - Jack was just pissed as fuck. He didnt know what the other kid had done, but first, he was mistaken as her father, which he definitivly didnt wanted to be- second of all, he saw a few bruises on his S/O, third of all, the fuck, why did he had to go out? They could have made it themself - the teacher had to... teach. yeah. so the teachyteachteach had to go away is the point - suddenly tears of anger started to float down their cheeks - ‘whats wrong, darling?’ - ‘Just shut up!’, they hissed, turning their back to him - yeah, bad choice how the fuck ended I up here thats probably very wrong Im so sorry- - ‘you dont even asked me what happend!’ they then continued - ‘ugh. Fine. What happend?’ - ‘They were an asshole! They insulted my friends and me. So i beated them up.’. they turned to him, a quick glance - ‘and I wouldnt mind doing it again.’ - they quickly walked over to the car(Jack didnt drive tho- probably Jane or so drove him-) - immediately he followed them, pulling them into his arms, while standing next to the car - ‘you could have told me from the start, darling~ it would have made a lot easier.’

Jeff the killer

- lil brat also had a mask, and sunglasses

- the teacher was uncomfortable

- yeah by computer just randomly decided i have to leave space Im sorry gotta correct it soon

- he was called your dad multiple times

- and he tried dad jokes

- his S/O stared him to death

- but like his brother he came back

- so he just said ‘what did my lil peep wrong? They’re an angel! Just like their mother’

- they didnt wanted to ask, who randomly turned out to be their mom

- ‘Mr. l/n they beated up a classmate!’

- ‘I always knew my sperma was strong!’

- Jeff and his S/O had to leave the school building and the teacher didnt even told him another thing then ‘get. out.’

- he mumbled some stuff, he tought would be dadlike

- ‘I knew I should have raised them too- never going to give my wife the kids again’

- congrats rat boi you just got your S/O in bigger trouble

- ‘sooo y/n what did ya do? what did they do to you? Why couldnt I beat them up?’

- so they told him.

surprisingly he just patted them, shortly smiling

- ‘great job, Yiffer (yes, I searched after nonbinary pet names and found this one. no idk what that means but it sounds funny BUT ‘the final whorecrux’ is also an option ;3) you did nothing wrong!’

- ‘Also- Yiffer(FUCK IT I KNOW IT MEANS FURRY PORN BUT I CAN SEE HIM DOING THAT), I like the idea of being called daddy’

- he looked at them with a kinky smile

- after that he got a fist in his stomach

- ‘hArDeR bAbY’

Ticci Toby

- when he got the call, he just was worried

- anything could have happend!

- so he packed his things and got to the school

- ‘ahh, Mr. l/n. Your child was misbehaving! They beated up a classmate, who did nothing! Also, they lied.’

- Toby could not believe the teacher

- his S/O was an angel, his little pumpkin. they’d never do that without a reason

- so he just glanced over to them ‘?-?’

- ‘they insulted my friends and wouldnt stop. So i made them silent. And I would do it again, if they do it again!’

- he smiles, then turnes to the teacher

- ‘I see your point, put they did nothing wrong! They just didnt know how to stop the person otherwise. Sometimes fists work better than words.’

- than he puts an arm around their waist and leads them to the car

- he’s not allowed to drive

- Masky drives

- he looks a lil tired at them

- ‘get yourself together its not that hard to ignore them.’

Toby’s just a little proud, that you even tried to be nice

- ‘uh- y/n? Why did the lady called me your father?’

- ‘... no big reason tobes. Just needed to have a father, because my mom’s on vacation, yk?’

- ‘oh... sure^^’

- please never tell him, that they saved him other ‘y/n, I’m yOur fAtHeR’

- it was a joke from months ago and he didnt think they actually would to that

And again, Im sorry that two turned out so short- but Im going to holiday today and wanted to finish, bc I wont take my computer with me-

[iridescentides]

rules: to show appreciation of gifmakers and how much they grow and what they do, post one of your first gifs and one of your most recent gifs, then tag some gifmakers to see how much they’ve grown and improved.

i was tagged by @smilecapsules! thank you so much sarah!

okay i couldnt decide on just two gifs to post, so this is really just gonna be a giant journey through all my gifmaking progress up to this point. for your sake, i have hid it under the read more.

if you want the tl;dr version, it can basically be summed up in that i went from this:

to this:

in just one year!

here is one of the first gifs i ever made:

back in 2016-2017 i used an app called gif toaster on my ipad to make super simple basic gifs from videos that i downloaded from youtube, with another ipad app that is not available anymore. this gif is important bc girl meets world (and specifically rilaya) is what made me want to gif in the first place! i was so inspired by all the beautiful, deep, creative edits made by the gmw fandom and wanted to make cool stuff of my own. i definitely had a phase where i edited the lyrics to girls like girls onto every wlw pairing i ever shipped.

next theres this one:

which is a sample from probably the worst gifset i have ever created. i dont delete anything ever, so if you go far enough back in my tag, its still there. i used to edit gifs frame by frame, with like 4 different apps/websites. that clover? i painstakingly added it in the same spot over and over to each individual frame!

and here’s the last pre-photoshop example i will include:

when i learned how to use overlays on lunapic and had a very prolific text post meme phase, which i mostly put to work on my andi mack sideblog. despite the absolutely awful quality, this gifset has more notes than most of the sets ive posted. descendants 2 was so fun to post about.

i pretty much took a year off from tumblr in 2018, stopped creating stuff for the most part, became disconnected from lots of my old online friends. BUT THEN a bitch came back better than ever and finally took the steps to start learning photoshop in the summer of 2019! here are some samples of things i made when i had just barely learned to use photoshop:

i started off with a gifset of my favorite band, bc ultimately my motiviation for making gifs always has and always will be to preserve the things i love the most. a few things to note here: i think i pretty much only added a brightness layer to this (bc i didnt know how to color yet), i hadnt heard of optimal dimensions so i didnt bother resizing this, and the image is vertically squished, which i didnt know how to fix at the time. i remember that it was a huge accomplishment for me to learn how to add text.

next we have this one:

where i started learning how to use brushes. i was very focused on the umbrella academy when i first started using photoshop, and i was determined to teach myself to add pretty colors to things!

but THIS is where i changed the game:

THIS is where it really started, folks! i had seen enough coloring tutorials to learn how to use selective color layers. and the first thing i did with them was oversaturate my cyans into oblivion. this was the best gif in the set, and everyone’s skin was super yellow toned in all the others.

from there i became more adventurous:

this sally gif marks a point in time where i started getting comfortable with my position as a gifmaker. i started to develop my coloring own style. but funnily enough, at this point, i still didnt know how to sharpen yet! i was still editing in frames instead of timeline, and i couldnt figure out what the people in tutorials were talking about when they mentioned timeline stuff.

in december i posted a hairspray gifset that i would define as the moment i learned and started mastering the vibrant coloring that i still do to this day:

after this i arrived at what i consider to be my current style in terms of coloring and creativity.

[warning, coming next is a massive dump of recent (since march) gifs that im very proud of]

so there you have it! i went from struggling and being very hard on myself for not having edits that i thought were as good as other people’s, to really finding my style and voice as a gifmaker. im so proud of how far ive come and everything im able to make and do now! if you are someone who is just starting out as a gifmaker, my advice to you is to not worry if what youre making isnt perfect! it takes a lot of work and practice to get to the place you wanna be, but definitely enjoy the journey, read lots of tutorials, and always try to keep learning!

im tagging: @ewangmcgregor​ @dancingwithourshandstied​ @colewald​ @asterflor​ @zu-ko​ @queenrojpag​ @stanzier​ @vangoghs​ @crayonstoperfume​ @tmhnks​ @diegohargreves​ @timeslord​ @gabriellabolton​

[wreckofawriter]

I Don't Love

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Word count: 7,392 (Woah)

Warnings: Alochal, smoking, talk of sex.

Request: Hiii! Could I request a Sirius x reader imagine where the reader is like the girl version of Sirius. She wears her own leather jacket, and she’s basically a heartbreaker. Like Sirius, she doesn’t really believe in love, she believes in lust and attraction. Until She meets Sirius and starts falling for him and she’s super confused bc she’s never felt love before and Sirius starts falling for her and he’s confused cus of the same reason and it’s just super cute and fluffy 🥺

A/n: A few things: Number one. I am so incredibly sorry that this took me like 2 weeks to write. I had some pretty shitty crap go down and it just sorta fucked with me and I couldnt write. Number two. This is a little less fluffy than I wanted it to be but it still has a fluff ending. And Number three. To all the people who have sent me requests. I am going to start writing regularly again now so, I will probally have one out at the end of the week and another out around sunday or monday. Thank you so much for you patience.

    You had officially decided that there were two types of boys in this world. One would scream and yell at you when they realized you were only in it for one night, while the other would beg for a chance that you were never willing to give. 

               Conor had opted for the latter.

“Y/n, please” He begged, his eyes were wide and pleading, he was desperate. Desperate for you to stay, he just wanted a chance. 

    You sighed taking a large swig of your coffee, it was too early for this shit. “Conor how many times am I going to have to tell you, it was a one time thing.” your voice was monotone, as if you were bored, which was quite honestly the case. Have the same conversation over and over again tended to do that to a person. 

    “Please y/n, I swear you wont regret it. Just one date.” The Huffelpuff begged, he gasped your hand in attempts to gain your attention. He did not succeed. 

    You let out a stiffened groan, the conversation had become increasingly frustrating, the fact that most of the school was listening in on the exchange of words definitely didn't help. “Conor,” you spoke slowly, praying that he could get the information you were about to give him though his thick skull. “Friday night was fun.” you watched his features brighten, his sky blue eyes filling with momentary hope. “But that's all it was, Friday night and fun, so please leave me alone, you're giving me a headache.” 

    You heard the gasps and felt the glares, Conor was popular, he was also nice, and from what you heard extremely sweet. So as he slunk away from you head hung, tail between his legs, you could feel a good dozen people glaring daggers into your back.

    “Note to self: dont fuck popular people.” You mumbled quietly knowing you would never follow through with the rule. 

 You looked back down at your eggs rolling your eyes when you heard an all too familiar voice shriek in rage. 

    You along with everyone else in the hall turned to a furious Marlen Mckinnion who was practically dragging a smirking Sirius Black from his seat. 

    “You son of a bitch!” She shrieked, tears of fury and sadness leaking from her cheeks. 

    “Well my mother is a bitch.” He shrugged a cheeky grin pulling his lips apart. 

    She shrieked again, making you grimace. 

You tunned out of her pathetic argument and opted your attention to the book resting at the bottom of your bag. You were about a chapter in before you got sidetracked by Marleens redicoulsly high pitched blubbers. 

“How could you!” she sobbed behind you. God she was so loud. “You knew how I felt and you still fucked another girl!” 

You weren't sure why but this sentence made you snort. You attempted to muffle the giggles slowly evolving to laughter, but they poured passed your lips like an overflowing sink. Those close to you gave you angered looks, but you didn't care, you received enough of those already. It didn't take long for Marleen, to halt her reckless cries and turned to you with a fiery rage. 

She left Black standing where he was, her attention now focused purely on you. 

“What do you think is so funny y/l/n?” She hissed tears still sliding down her flushed cheeks, her mascara  trying her face into an angry blackened mess. 

You snorted once again “I'm sorry.” You wheezed out unable to contain your laughter, “I don't mean to offend you or anything,” You lied not even bothering to trap your giggles anymore. “It's just…” You burst into another fit.

The hall had gone quite, they wanted to see what was going to happen almost as much as you did. “You're telling me you actually believe that he cares what you felt?” 

He face flashed with surprise, you heard a few fellow Slytherins and even a couple Ravenclaws let out short bursts of laughter.

“How dare you!” She screamed, her voice shaky, hands bawled at her side.

“Look, it's nothing personal.” You shrugged calmly, "It's just ridiculous for you to overreact every time he sleeps with someone else. What did you expect?" You could feel hundreds of pairs of eyes on you, they were thirsting for chaos, something about the way Marleens face twisted at you words made it seem like there was a strong chance of their thirst being quenched. 

"Maybe I expected him to actually give a shit about somebody for once in his miserable life!" She yelled turning around to see the dark haired boy biting his lips to keep in a laugh. "For him to actually love me the way I loved him." 

You scoffed rolling your eyes, "You don't actually believe you were in love do you?" 

"Of course I do." She hissed back tears still leaking from her blackened eyes, she had now taken a few steps toward you 

"Love is bullshit. And if you belive you were actually in love with Black after sucking his dick once, than you just as stupid as you look." You smiled sickly sweet at the girl as she began towards you, her wand suddenly clenched in her right fist. 

"You worthless WHORE!" Her voice rang clear through the hall.

You didn't move, you didn't even flinch because the second she raised her wand it was flying from her hand landing in Avery's, who then muttered a spell that froze her feet into the ground. 

You sent him a cheeky smile and a wink before gathering your things and standing from your bench. You stood in front of the girl, just out of her reach. She was shrieking and crying and over all just a mess. 

"Salazar, your pathetic." You murmured in disgust. 

She yelled something at you couldn't understand, not that you cared to, you were pretty sure it involved the words slut and whore multiple times. 

"Well I best be off" you smiled, "As said in Shakespeare's Coriolanus, Act 2 Scene one, 'More of your conversation would infect my brain.'" And with that you turned on your heel and left the room, green robes billowing neatly behind you. 

A few days past, and as much as you tried to hide it, your world collapsed. Of course this had nothing to do with Marleen or any of her prideful, idiotic friends, this didn't have anything to do with school at all.

It had to deal with your home. You had officially decided that being pure blood sucked. Your whole life had been planned out for you and you didn't want to do even one thing on the pre planned timeline of your life. 

The first thing directly after graduation was marriage. 

You had been attempting to put this one off the longest, you were definitely not the type to settle down and start a family. In fact the idea made you gag. You didn't even like the commitment of a date, let alone of a marriage certificate. 

So when you mother sent you a letter containing a list of names. Your heart sunk to the floor. 

The top of the letter read, "My dearest daughter, as you know you are set to be married soon after graduation. Many young men have asked for your hand, me and your father picked the best of the best for you to choose from. I hope all is going well." And then a list of 11 names, some you had never heard of and some, you sat next to during your meals or studied with after class. 

The thought of marrying any of them made you feel empty inside. You didn't love any of them and you weren't sure you would ever be able to love any of them. 

But you said it yourself, love is bullshit.

This fact didn't stop you from being pushed into a dark hole by your mother's words. She wanted an answer by Christmas break, and hell, you hadn't been able to make a stable decision since you received the letter. 

It started with a party after Slytherin beat Hufflepuff in quidditch. That also happened to be the day you were sent a reminder of your impending doom. So alcohol solved all of your problems for a couple hours and you woke up in the bed of a Ravenclaw you didn't recognize. 

The next day you had an exam you failed which resulted in a mental breakdown that left you dehydrated with a migraine. 

You had downed seven Advils and passed out on your bed by eight. 

The next day your headache had progressed, you had taken an absurd amount of medication to ease the pain that day, you ended up in the locker rooms with a Gryffindor beater.

And now here you were already a quarter bottle deep of firewhisky staring at the list of names scrawled neatly on the tear stained parchment gripped tightly in your hand. 

You glared down at the grounds so far below you, wondering what it would be like if you just jumped. You wondered who, if anyone, would actually care. You wondered if Marleen and her bitchy friends would laugh, you wondered if, some would say you deserved it. They probably would. 

This brought a bubbly giggle to your lips, before the bottle you were holding drowned them. 

You glanced back down at the list. So far you had crossed out two names you would never marry even with a wand held to your neck. 

One was Lestrange, the other Malfoy. The thought of their hands touching you, lips on yours, made you gag. 

You glanced back down at the list circling your current top choice, you would have to do some research on the names you didn't recognize, they must go to a different school. 

You brought the cool glass of the bottle back to your lips, sighing slightly at the burning taste it brought with it. 

You let a few more tears slide down your  cheeks, one dripping lazily off your chin, you watched it disappear into the dark grounds below. For just a second it shimmered in the moonlight appearing to be a drop of pure silver, before it disappeared into the night.

You let out a heart broken sob before letting the stars see the bottom of your bottle. 

Just then you heard a short cough. 

You turned to see Sirius Black, he was adorned in a pair of black ripped jeans a queen t-shirt matched with his signature black leather jacket.

You glanced down at your own appearance, black skinny jeans, tares in each knee, white t-shirt that read "Fuck Off" in black letters and of course your signature black leather jacket. 

He so seemed to be eyeing your appearance. Yiu suspicions were confirmed when he spoke, "I see you've copied my style y/l/n." 

"You wish," you laughed, "I'm pretty sure your the one copying my style." 

He rolled his eyes before walking to your side and staring down at the shimmering of midnight dew on frosted grass. 

"What is Sirius Black doing alone up in the astronomy tower at night?" You asked curiously, offering him your bottle which he took, downing a quick swig, grimacing slightly. 

"I could ask you the same." He huffed glancing at you, taking in the wetness of your cheeks and red tinge in your eyes. 

"Well I asked first." You pointed out before glancing at him as he brought the bottle back to his lips. 

Sirius shrugged passing the liquor back to you. "I guess I just needed some alone time." 

"Guess I ruined that, didn't I." You smirked lazily. 

"Nah," Sirius sighed waving your comment away with his hand, "I didn't have a fire whiskey anyway." His smile was dopey, his hair drooping in front of his stormy grey eyes. 

You let out a giggle, taking another swig from the bottle. 

"So why are you up here." He asked teasingly. 

You grimaced taking another sip. 

Sirius waited for a response for a minute but as he watched you avoid his gaze he realised you weren't going to answer. He sighed sadly, "Come on, you gotta be drowning something with that shit." He motioned to the bottle your lips were closed around. 

You chuckled lazily, "Myself I guess." 

He let out a snort, something you've never seen him do, you simply assumed it was the alcohol getting to him.

Sirius glanced at your paper and before you could whip the list away he gasped.

"Why is my brother on your list!?" He asked in alarm. 

You said nothing feeling tears reach your eyes, the last thing you wanted was someone you barely knew knowing what was slowly tearing you apart. 

"And why is his name circled!?" 

You cringed tears pricking your eyes, Sirius glanced at you, flushing a bit at your glassy eyes, you weren't one to show emotions, seeing you smile alone was a rare opportunity, that was if you only counted sincere grins, not deadly smirks. But crying, he couldn't recall seeing you crying or hearing of you crying from anyone, he figured that you had about the emotional range of a teaspoon. 

But here you were tears sliding solemnly down your cheeks, moonlight causing the drops to shimmer like rare gems. 

"Is this some sick kill list or something?" 

No response, just tears, leaking silently from your deep y/e/c eyes. 

"Because if you mess with him I swear-" 

A choked laugh escaped you crimson lips, your tongue swiping some lipstick from them. "I'm not going to hurt you brother." You then handed him the note and turned, your back facing the window you were gazing from and sliding to the floor. 

Above you Sirius eyes widened as he read the note left by your mother before processing the list below. 

He glanced down at you, your mascara was leaking slightly from the corner of your eyes, your hair was a bit tangled, your hand wrapped around the neck of your bottle as you brought it to your lips, leaving a bit of deep red lipstick on its rim. He recognized the look on your face. It was completely vacant, despite the tears, no emotion lived in your features. 

Your eyes blank and staring, mouth a straight line, not turning up or down. Your whole face was simply empty. Sirius remembered seeing that face in his mirror after he received a letter from home. And he knew that you felt how you looked. Empty.

He sighed, sliding to the floor beside you. Your long black nails came to your face furiously wiping at the tears on your cheek, refusing to meet his eye. 

"I know this doesn't matter to you but 11 guys wanting to marry you is pretty good." Sirius shrugged attempting to lighten your mood

You emitted what was either a sob or a laugh, he couldn't tell, "There were more, my mom cut out the ones that she didn't think were 'acceptable'" you made air quotes with your hands. 

"Damn." The Gryffindor huffed, "What does the circle around Regs name mean?" He asked he didn't want to push you but he had to know. Because for some reason, he didn't want it to mean what he thought it did. 

You fidgeted with the end of your jacket, leaning your head back against the rock wall behind you. "He's my top choice." You mumbled, blushing a bit, another thing that Sirius had never seen you do, even when your sex life became everyone's life. 

Sirius cringed, feeling dread soak into his bones and fill him to the brim, the idea of the y/h/c in front of him marrying his younger brother made him sick. "W-why?" He stumbled lightly over his words as they seemed to get caught in his throat. 

You finally met his eyes, they seemed to swirl with different shades of grey like a hurricane with a black eye. 

"I don't know." You voice was rough, sounded like it was a tap away from breaking, "Hes nice, polite, attractive. He's not a complete perv." 

Sirius now wore a sly smirk, the corners of his lips curving up neatly, "You think Regulus is attractive?" 

You rolled your eyes, "Yes, of course I do, jawline like that don't grow on trees." 

Sirius let out a barking laugh, you could feel his shoulder shake beside you. 

You exhaled loudly rolling your eyes again before handing the bottle to Sirius. He glanced at the almost empty bottle than back at you eyebrows raised in a silent question. 

You shrugged, "High tolerance." 

"You know that isn't good right?" 

"No Black," you drawled sarcastically, "I'm as stupid as you are."

He smacked his hand to his chest and mimicked a shocked expression you felt your eyes roll instinctively in their sockets. 

He dropped the act and chuckled finishing off the bottle with a final swig. "So if you think my brothers hot, where does that leave me?" 

"God Black, don't you think your head is big enough already?" You inquired, raising an eyebrow. 

"Humor me." He smiled pulling out a pack of smokes. 

You took a cigarette, holding it out for him to light, "Fine, yes you are extremely attractive." 

He flashed a set of pearly straight teeth, the warm orange light from his lighter reflecting from them as he lit the smoke you held out to him. 

"How bout me?" You asked after taking a huff and watching as the smoke from your exhale trailed away. 

Sirisu hummed in confusion.

"You know, humor me, how attractive am I?" You asked nonchalantly.

Sirius suddenly felt color rise to his cheeks, he hoped you would blame it on the alcohol. The truth was no girls really asked him what he thought. Well that's a lie, they ask if he thought they were pretty all the time. Asked if he thought they were good enough. But never like this. They all cared, they would burst into tears if he answered wrong. They would hate him for an answer and love him for another. 

But not you. You didn't care in the slightest. He could have said he would have rather fucked a lizard than you and you would have shrugged and continued with the conversation. And something about that made Sirius flush. 

"Well? Don't tell me I'm that bad." You giggled, although your tolerance was high, the alcohol was definitely getting to you. 

Sirius quickly gained back his charms, "My dear y/n, trust me you are gorgeous." 

"Thank you." You smiled suggestively adding a wink that made Sirius stomach fill with wings. 

There was a long pause, the sound of crickets and small frogs chirping faint in your ears. Smoke drifted from the room as a crisp chill filled the air. 

Finally Sirius spoke, "So your really gonna marry my brother?" 

You cringed at the word marry scratching at your wrist nervously, "I guess so. What other choice do I have?" 

"You could leave." Sirius muttered putting out his cigarette on the wall behind him. 

"No I can't." You all but whispered.

"Yes you can y/n, no offense but your parents are assholes, you don't need them."

"No Sirius!" You yelled voice loud and echoing off the open room, "I can't." Your voice had dropped once again, your words almost inaudible."I can't." You repeated face once again empty of emotion. He watched in horror as you put your smoke out on your own skin. He could hear it sizzle in protest for just a moment before the small orange glow disappeared. 

"Why?" He asked annoyed, "What are you scared?" 

"Yes!" You shouted. Sirius' eyes widened in surprise and for a brief moment fear as you turned toward him in anger. "You wanna know why I can't leave? Because last time I tried to leave I almost died!"

Sirius eyes filled with guilt. His annoyed look turning to one of pity. 

"You think I haven't tried to leave? I have! The second my mom mentioned marriage I packed my bags! But when my mother and father caught me trying to sneak out they used two of three of the unforgivable curses on me to get me to stay!"

Sirius winced, feeling the pain from far away memories returning to him. 

"So I can't leave. They'll kill me. I know they will." 

Sirius said nothing. He simply sat staring straight ahead. You expected him to say some inspirational bullshit or just tell you to go for it, but he didn't. He just handed you another cigarette and lit it for you. 

Your face had been sucked of all signs emotion except for one tear rolling slowly down you right cheek. It had cooled from the midnight air and now felt like a drop of ice slowly melting down your warm cheeks. 

You could feel the alcohol slowly affecting you as if it was finally catching up with you. You could feel the rational parts of yourself drift away and just then it was occurring to you that you had been irrational since the long haired boy walked in. You turned towards him, head fuzzy, stomach buzzing, and he turned to you. 

Your eyes locked grey staring into y/e/c as y/e/c stared into grey. You blinked twice, attempting to make a decision. All you could think about was how empty you felt. How much you wanted to feel something. Sirius could do that. He could make you feel something. Something. 

Your lips connected with his sloppily, your nose bumping his, as you dropped your smoke, hands connecting with his hair as he fought for dominance in your mouth. You didn't taste anything but fire whiskey and cigarettes, nothing different than what you tasted of. His tongue explored your mouth as Sirius pulled you onto his lap. You felt his hands roam your body enjoying they pressure they held on your hips as his lips passed down your neck. Seconds before your memory fade to black, you remembered thinking how much different Sirius' hands felt on your skin than anyone else. 

You woke to a familiar sight. Well by familiar you mean unfamiliar, but unfamiliar had become familiar to you. You could feel a warm arm wrapped around your bare waist, your head pounding behind your eyes as a bare chest pressed to your back. 

You could also hear whispers. They were hushed and quick, you could only make out a few words.

"How did he-" a pause of mumbles 

"That's so-" more incoherent words, "I mean what about the…" the murmurs sunk to low for your ears to pick up. 

You opened your eyes slowly opened, you turned to see three boys who you recognized immediately staring at you. They all flushed realizing you were awake but before they could speak you brought your finger to your mouth. 

"Be quiet." You hissed dangerously, wincing at the sudden stab behind your head. 

They all nodded slowly, wide eyes trading for confused ones. You slowly slipped from the bed, doing everything in your power to not wake the boy sleeping next to you. 

You let out a sigh of relief hearing Sirius snore quietly, something you found yourself thinking was adorable. You turned to see the three boys staring at you in awe, shot them a smirk as you gathered your clothes sliding on your panties and bra. You could feel their eyes follow you around the room, honestly you didn't mind in the slightest. 

You turned after grabbing your jeans they were all bright red, James smirking as the other two refused to meet your eye. You felt your lips twitch into a wolfish grin. 

"Enjoy it while you can boys, this will be the last time you see it." 

James let out a hearty laugh as Peter looked away Remus blushing amazingly red. 

"Except you." You pointed at the werewolf "You might see this again." You winked as he sputtered for words.

You slid on your t-shirt snatching your jacket from the ground. "Hopefully I'll see some of you again very soon." you winked, eyes locked with Remus as he grew impossibly warmer. 

You then walked promptly from the dorm room, earning a few glances, but you didn't care, you walked swiftly to your own common room, muttering the password and entering. A few first years looked up before whispering to each other. You rolled your eyes heading to your dorm. You were greeted by a pissed off pair of deep brown eyes adorned in yellow robes.

"You said you would study with me this morning!" Harper scrolled you. 

"I can still study!" You fought back, calling on to your bed.

"Please." Your friend scoffed, "Your hung over and what ever boy you got back from fucking is going to wake up and look for you." 

You laughed, "Please." 

"They always look for you because your too pussy to tell them you only wanted to get laid."

"Trust me this guy is not going to look for me." You assured her as you stood rummaging through your things for something to dull the pain in your head. 

"They always look." Harper said with a roll of her eyes.

"This guy won't." You promised tossing back some advils you found.

"Is he dead?" She asked sarcastically. 

"No." 

"Then he'll look for you." She stated matter of factly. 

"Look its Sirius Black he's not going to look for anyone." You sighed, and for some reason this realization brought you nothing but pain. The idea of him not caring hurt. But you weren't sure why. It's not like you cared. 

"You slept with Black?" Harper gasped.

"Yes" you rolled your eyes, "Half the school has done it, it's not that big of an accomplishment." 

Harper let out a magnificent laugh, "That's true. Now come on, if you can study, let's study." 

It was in your firm belief that Sirius would not look for you, talk to you or even mention you, but boy did you wish he would. As you walked down to the library you found your self craning your neck to catch a glimpse of his glossy black hair or his dashing grin. But you saw no such thing, he didn't care. You reminded yourself, and neither do you.

You had run into the younger Black brother though. He had greeted you and Harper politely despite the Hufflepuffs half-blood status. He had even carried the books you had been struggling with for you. He walked you to the library sharing a small conversation before heading to breakfast.

"Are you gonna choose him?" Harper asked, "He gives off like a mysterious, proper sorta vibe."

You darkened slightly at the memory of choosing your betrothed, making Harper regret her decision on topics of decisions, mumbling an apology. 

You waved her off, "I don't know." Your awnser was honest, you had no fucking clue. 

"Well, I think Black is a pretty good choice, he's nice, he's polite, not to mention really hot." She shrugged attempting to lighten the mood. 

"Yeah he is." You hummed thinking of a different Black. 

Harper didn't miss the distance your eyes held. Something was up with you. Not just the shit with your family but something else. 

But before she could ask a booming voice called out your name. 

Both girls turned to meet eyes with four boys. Two hanging back slightly as the other two headed straight towards your table. 

"They always look." Harper mumbled beside you, but you couldn't hear her over the rushing in your ears. Your heart began to speed as the pair of grey eyes you had looked for this morning shined brightly at you. 

"Yes, Black?" You asked casually as if you didn't feel like suddenly throwing up. 

"Left quite early this morning." He sneered playfully plopping into the chair next to you. 

"Well your snoring woke me." You lied turning back to your work attempting to ignore the pressure his stare held on you. 

"Also gave the boys quite a show." He shrugged, "Didn't know you were into Remus." 

You ignored Harpers confused glance and Remus' flushing face behind you. 

"Please." You scoffed, "We all know I'm flirty by nature." 

Sirius felt his heart squeezed, he really didn't mean anything to you. Who cares you didn't mean anything to him. "I guess we do." He huffed feeling suddenly overwhelmly sad. He glanced up at you, your y/h/c hair framing your soft face, y/e/c eyes glinting your pretty pink lips pulled to a lopsided grin. God how he wanted to feel them against his skin again. 

"Is there a reason for your visit?" You asked impatiently, not liking the queasy feeling that his presence gave you. 

"Oh, umm y-yes." Siriua stumbled on his words. "I have your jacket." He shoved the leather jacket he was holding at you. "I think you have mine." 

You flushed, "Oh, sorry, it's in my room. I can go get it I'd you-" 

"Its fine." Sirius assured you, placing his hand on your shoulder. The touch felt electric, like a spark that will set off a bomb. Sirius eyes roamed you landing on the dark marks he left on the open skin on your neck. You bathed in crimson when you noticed where his eyes lingered. 

"Sirius!" James voice brought him back to reality. The boy removed his hand from your shoulder and snapped his eyes back to your own. 

"I'm, I'm sorry." He stuttered scratching the back of his neck. 

"It's fine." You smiled weakly. 

"So um I'll, I'll just go." He tumbled banging his knee as he stood, he swore as James let out a barking laugh. 

"Wait what about your jacket?" Harper called after him.

"Just bring it to me whenever." He spoke hurriedly, he needed to get out of there. 

You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding when he exited the room. 

Harper looked at your eyebrows raised.

"What?" You asked attempting to turn your attention back to your essay. 

"You're blushing." She pointed out, "You never blush." 

"I am not blushing." You huffed angrily even though you could feel your face glow. 

"Yeah sure." Harper drawled eyeing you skeptically.

"I'm not!" You exclaimed.

"Totally." She said narrowing her eyes. 

"Stop saying it like that!" You shouted.

"Like what." 

You let out a frustrated whimper grabbing your things and heading for the doors. "I was not blushing!" You added quickly before retreating to your common room, cheeks still burning. 

The next week was weird, it was like someone had flipped a switch to make you like everyone else. 

Suddenly you became awkward and clumsy, you blushed and stuttered when you were nervous. It was all so strange and awkward and it was all because of him. 

Sirius Blafk had done something to you. You didn't know what it was and you did not care for it in the slightest. Every Time you saw him you hated the way you looked. You suddenly began to wonder if your makeup was too dark or if your hair was too messy. When you passed him in the hall, you felt your throat close and your stomach do flips. 

In charms you couldn't focus anymore. He was alway right across from you laughing with his friends and playing pranks on Snape. You were now constantly biting your long nails, something you had never done before, you had begun to find your mind wandering subjects you didn't want it to. It was if you had lost all control of your thoughts. And you had. 

Sirius found himself in a similar situation. Suddenly your image planted itself into his brain and your voice rang in your ears. He saw you everywhere. The more he tried to get you away from him, the closer you became. He had become moody, everything would make him feel something, every little thing made him fight with an emotion, he wasn't accustomed to so much ... feeling. It was like someone had turned into a fourteen year old girl. It was terrible. To make things worse you were always with someone else, something that made him feel unexplainable fury. Every Time he saw you giggle with Avery or smile at Diggory his heart would clench, pausing slightly before he continued on, his mood soured. To make things worse Regulus never seemed to leave your side. He was carrying your books to class, sitting with you at meals, studying with you in the library. Why did Regulus get to do all that? Why did his little brother get to bathe in the light of your smile so often? That wasn't fair.

The rest of the marauders had noticed the long haired boys sudden mood changes. They had first though he had just had a bad day, but when a day stretched to a week, they had grown concerned. Remus was of course the first to identify the cause, with James lost in emerald eyes, and Peter busy being about as observant as a brick wall, it was pretty much his obligation to do so. He noticed the way Sirius's eyes lingered on you, how he soaked in your form as you passed in the corridor. He saw how Sirius would glare at boys you spoke to, specifically his little brother who seemed to be near you at all times. It didn't take the young werewolf long to put two and two together. Upon his new discovery, he began to pay more and more attention to you. 

He noticed how you avoided Sirius at all costs, he saw the way you blushed when Sirius laughed around you. He also caught you staring across the charms room at the long haired boy when he wasn't paying attention. Everything you did confused him. Because while Sirius seemed head over heels, you either hated him or loved him. It was hard to tell. 

But it wasn't for Harper. She knew you were in love with the older Black brother the second he walked into that library. You didn't even have to do anything. You simply looked at him and she could tell. It was like some alarm going off in her head, telling her what was up. When Harpet first realized this, she attempted to tell herself that she was wrong, it was silly, you didn't 'love'. But then she watched as you blushed and watched and avoided, and she knew you were deep in it. Harper was terrified to bring it up with you. She knew that in a way you already knew, but if she brought it up, made you truly realize, things could get ugly. 

But she couldn't wait any longer. You had to see what was in front of you or you would only get hurt. 

So now the burnet Hufflepuff, paced nervously in your dorm waiting for you to come in. She had a plan in her head, but it still didn't change the fact that she was a nervous wreck. 

Most people would constantly tease their friend if they believed them to be in love, but with you love wasn't an option, you had obligations, not feelings. In fact, you didn't even believe in love. You treated it like some superstition. It wasn't real to you. Not like she could blame you, you were going to be forced to marry some guy you definitely didn't want to at age 17, your parents the same way, and their parents and their parents and their parents. It was a never ending cycle of loveless life. 

Harpers frantic thoughts were interrupted by a loud thump. The girl turned to see you ditching your bag on the floor and huffing to your bed. You fell on to your mattress blankets ripping slightly like someone had tossed a pebble into a smooth lake.

"You okay?" Harper asked cautiously. 

You sat up meeting the pair of green eye scanning you in concern. "Marleen is such a bitch." You stated beginning to pick at your nails. 

"Can't disagree with that." Harper chuckled, "What she do now?" 

"She said I was Sirius 'sloppy seconds' which makes literatly 0 sense. And now she's pinning after him again." You seethed angrily.

"You're in love with him aren't you?" 

Harper's plan just crashed through the window. 

"What?!" You exclaimed."In love? With who? Black!? Never!" 

"Y/n/n, it's not a bad thing to be in love." Harper spoke calmly attempting to soothe your fury. 

"I'm not in love! Love is bullshit!" You had how risen from the bed, your hand clenched into fists beside you.

"Y/n I see the way you look at him I'm not blind! You love him! You get all flustered and weird around him, and I know you know what's going on, you just are too scared to admit it." 

"I'm not scared of shit. I know who I am and what I feel and I'm going to tell you this one time. I. Don't. Love." 

"Everyone loves y/n!" Harper heaved, her eyes desperate for you to understand. How could you not see what was in front of you. But she knew you were blinded by fear. Fear of what most craved. 

"What the hell would you know about love?!" Your voice echoed off the stone walls of the small room, reminding Harper of a jail cell. 

"Clearly more than you!" She huffed back anger sewn delicately into each word she spoke. 

"You will never know more than me you worthless HALFBLOOD!" You spat the last word of your damaging sentence as if it were a bitter taste you were attempting to ride your tongue of. 

Harpera eyes flashed with fear. Not fear of some asshole who you had to kick the shot out of, not of Malfoy, not of one of one of the  boys who had suddenly become aggressive in there chase after you. But fear oif you. She was afraid of you.

The fear left her eyes and was replaced by fury and disgust in a second. Harper walk straight to you practically shaking with rage and she slapped you across your face. You gasped head turning from the impact of her hand. When you turned back she was already practically out of the door. You felt tears slip from your eyes and you shrunk to the floor clutching your cheek. 

It wasn't the pain that hurt. Well it was but it wasn't the pain from the slap. It was the pain that the look in Harpers eyes sent through you. It was the pain from the momentarily fear that ripped through her. It was the pain of you realizing you had just lost your only true friend. 

Your body shook with sobs, the force of your tears making breaths hard to gather. Suddenly the door to your dormitory burst open. 

"Holy shit y/n/n."

You could hardly hear the voice over the echo of your own sobs. But soon a pair of arms wrapped slowly around you lifting you slowly from the floor. You buried your face into the cloak of the boy who now held you in his arms. You took a sharp breath of alcohol and smoke, with an undertone of chocolate.

(Well fuck I hit the word limit. Click THIS for Ending.)

Taglist

@accio-rogers @roslea @k3nz-doodl3 @songforhema