mutuals know this is me whenever i like your vent posts
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*post gets 0 notes* its okay to be hated
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deactivated / inactive mutuals I miss u and hope you're living your best life far away from here </3
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The Eeper, 2024, Digital Photograph.
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inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.
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oh fuck this is a really good hill i gotta die on this
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i miss everyone in the whole world but every day i shut myself in and draw tally marks on the walls of my cave with a carefree but steady hand and no regard to the passage of time
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Wizard worm just emerged from a wizarding hole! Lucky you!!!✨🪱🪄🍀
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no one suffers more than girls who are a bit like their fathers
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love a girl who talks too much where is your podcast queen
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THIS FIC IS EVERYTHING TO ME 😭😭😭
I was late (you were early)
These was commissioned by @dodgerkedavra for her fic “I was late (you were early)”
These scenes took place in two different time, the first and second one when they were 19 and the third one when they were 29. A portrayal of a ten years story. I’m really happy with the way the colors turns out and finally drawing the auror robes I had in my head haha.
The three small part of the fic that I used to illustrate these scene was
Malfoy pulls Harry’s other hand away from his ear and places it over the buttons of his jacket, his fingers warm over Harry’s shaking ones. His chest rises and falls under Harry’s palm, and he can feel Malfoy’s heart beating even through his uniform.
One second his hand is flat on Malfoy’s chest and the next it’s a fist. One second he’s against the wall and the next he’s crumpled forwards into Malfoy’s arms.
One last stroke, and Harry leans into Draco with a contented sigh. He inhales the scent of roses and early summer heat and Draco’s soap. Birds titter in the branches nearby. Draco’s heart beats against Harry’s back. The rhythm never falters, never stops.
There’s a second part to this story which was told from Draco’s pov which is angsty as well 🥹. It was “I’ll find you again (I always do)”
Working on these reminds me again how I loved drawing with red colors. I hope these illustrations manage to brings out or at the very least showed glimpse of the emotion these two portray in dodger’s wonderful fic ;-;
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No we’re not mutuals I’m in an unrequited following with them
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