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Might’ve had a minor breakdown over these pictures hngngjf
hey blondie
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“When I try to picture for myself what a happy life might look like, the picture hasn’t changed very much since I was a child—a house with flowers and trees around it, and a river nearby, and a room full of books, and someone there to love me, that’s all.”
— Sally Rooney, Beautiful World, Where Are You
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Every time I think about the life harry could have gotten with Sirius and Remus I want to bawl my eyes out
everyone at hogwarts knows about harrys gay dads but some people hear about these two older gay men and for the first time in their lives feel seen. some people, like a certain fruity slytherin kid.
basically draco would have been much less of a twat if he had a positive gay influence in his life, or at the very least someone to tell him he doesnt have to listen to his dad
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The purest blog on this godforsaken website
Caspar David Friedrich, Wanderer and the cat above the sea of fog 😻 🎨 You should pay attention to the wanderer’s reflection in the cat’s eyes (swipe to the second image) 👁
posted on Instagram - https://instagr.am/p/CWyTHo5Il1R/
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Helnik is so 🥺🥺❤️🥺🤩🥰💖💕🤩
“Oh, I see. I’m the wicked Grisha seductress. I have beguiled you with my Grisha wiles!“ She poked him in the chest.
"Stop that.”
“No. I’m beguiling you.”
This art is now available for purchase on my INPRNT shop!
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convinced that whoever cast ben barnes as the darkling was genuinely out to murder me. bitch, i have not been touched by another human being in a year and a half, and you pull this shit? am i a joke to you? jesus.
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Messrs 🐺🐀🐕🦺🦌
They make me so happy and extremely sad..
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HILARIOUS
what’s in their bags - murder babies edition!
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Reading Crooked Kingdom atm... this is gorgeous!!!
7 Crows - Illustrations for the Crooked Kingdom special edition by our patron saint @lbardugo
words can’t explain how honored I was to create the artwork for this
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that one scene in order of the phoenix where Sirius has his arm around Remus
bonus hug doodle
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And suddenly, I’m crying
that one scene in order of the phoenix where Sirius has his arm around Remus
bonus hug doodle
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If this ain’t the most Sirius thing to do.....
sirius black despite having the delicate frame of an aristocratic twink definitely plays beater simply because he likes to hit things
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Sirius knew what love was when Remus was tucked up close to him.
He’d never been one for sleeping late, always full of energy. He often left Remus sleeping and went for a run in the mornings, came back to a bleary eyed Remus slowly sipping coffee and got a sleepy kiss before heading to the shower.
However, this morning, he’d opted for a leisurely walk. The wind cut through his jacket, and he wished he’d put on more layers. He came back shivering and slid back in bed with Remus, who was still sleeping.
“You’re cold!” Remus complained in a murmur, but he still wrapped around Sirius, tucked his sleep-warm body against the cold places of Sirius’ until they both drifted off again.
Love was the way someone filled your life with warmth.
Read Remus’ thoughts on love
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Remus knew what love was when he watched Sirius in action.
Remus had always loved watching Sirius. He loped ahead of Remus, his long strides graceful, before turning back to come tell Remus about something he saw.
When they arrived home from their walk, Remus sat heavily on the couch, exhausted and achy. He pushed his thumbs into the soft spots above his knees, trying to relieve the ache of his joints.
“Here, drink this,” Sirius said as he handed Remus a cup of hot tea. He sat down gingerly next to Remus, careful not to jostle him. His large hands were warm on Remus’ sore knees, and relief slowly seeped into Remus as he sipped his tea and let Sirius gently massage his weary joints. When his tea was gone, Sirius took the mug, and got him a blanket.
Love was made of small everyday actions.
Read Sirius’ thoughts on love
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i just want someone to lie next to me and ask me to tell them a secret, a nice one.
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