Tsuyushuu - T S U Y U

Source: http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm31613419

“トレスです。ヴィクトルさんの深刻な衣装不足。細かいところは薄目で見てください。劇場版を糧に生きてます。 ※背景はアニメ流用です。まぎらわしくてすみません。”

“I traced this. Victor has a serious lack of costumes. The small details were difficult. The backgrounds are different from the anime, sorry for the confusion. The OVA is keeping me alive.”

❤ ❤ ❤ When anyone asks who the romantic in the relationship is, Draco always sneers and easily responds, “Potter. He’s a great sap.” Harry never objects, just smiles slowly and continues on with whatever it is he’s doing. He ought to protest, but this is a secret he keeps to himself. One day Harry comes home from work and all the pictures he’s been meaning to frame are placed along the mantle of the fire place and along the halls. A few even make a guest appearance in the bedroom. Draco doesn’t say anything and he pretends that he hasn’t done anything at all. Harry smiles and kisses him and says thank you. Draco looks gratified but he never says, ‘You’re welcome’. When gold and red flowers mysteriously appear around the flat, he gives Draco a quizzical look. Draco sniffs and goes back to his book as though nothing strange has occurred. When Harry touches the petals of one of the delicate things, Draco simply says, “Your flat is boring. And ugly.” They leave it at that but Harry grins. After Harry spends the entire day up to his knees in a foul smelling bog, he tells Ron he can’t wait to go home, have a shot of whisky and pass out for the entire weekend. Instead he comes home to two wine glasses and a bottle uncorked, and he decides the wine is much better than the whisky, and the company much better than sleep. When he asks, Draco tells him how he’s been meaning to try this vintage for months. He only brought it out because he was thirsty. Harry has always suspected that his boyfriend is a closet romantic, but it’s confirmed when he falls into a bed full of rose petals. Draco definitely blushes but puts on an air of indifference, as though he didn’t deliberately spread the petals himself. “I thought it would make the room smell better. I know laundering is a foreign concept to you, but your Quidditch clothes are foul,” he says as he shuts the door and Harry kisses him. Neither of them notice the smell of the petals at all. At Christmas they put up decorations together and Draco teases Harry mercilessly for his popcorn garland. He’s drunk on spiked eggnog and keeps stealing Harry’s popcorn before he has a chance to thread it. When he pulls Harry underneath the mistletoe that he’s secretly hung, his face is flushed and he’s smiling like Harry hasn’t ever seen him done before. After they pull away from each other for a breath, Draco says ‘I love you’ in a great rush, as though if he doesn’t say the words fast enough he’ll lose them. Of course Harry kisses him again, before he can ruin the moment. So when people ask who the romantic is, Harry just smiles slowly and keeps quiet. He let’s Draco believe whatever he wants, because he’s a bit afraid if he points it out that Draco will get embarrassed and stop. It’s his own secret that his boyfriend is the biggest romantic he’s ever met, and he likes it that way. So yeah, maybe Harry is a great sap. ❤ ❤ ❤

Changes- 8th year

Hello all!

So I thought I’d share with you this little piece that I’ve put together, this is my first time writing something of this length so I apologise if it’s not that good. Also I’ve seen lots of pierced!Harry things circulating on Tumblr so credit to anyone else who has written something along these lines.  

Leading up to his return to Hogwarts for his eighth year, Draco had prepared himself. He’d been prepared for the endless taunts, for the bullying, for the physical assaults but what he hadn’t prepared himself for was the change Harry Potter had gone through. You’d assume that saving the Wizarding World would be enough fun for a lifetime right? Oh no. The Saviour returned with his messy hair tied into a bun, tattoos covering his arms, piercings and an incredibly fit body. Draco knew he was fucked. The tattoos seemed to tell a story whilst oozing confidence and the piercings, well to Draco they made his mind run in many places it shouldn’t. On anybody else these would be intolerable but on Harry Potter they were divine. Draco believed that the endless bullying was probably less of an impact than Potter.

Day in and day out Draco found himself letting his gaze wonder back to the one and only Mr Potter. Draco wasn’t an idiot, he knew that Potter must have been aware that he’d been ogling him for the past week. But who wouldn’t? Harry practically had the whole Hogwarts population simply falling at his feet. Draco, however, refused to be another one of Potters “fans”. He was just simply appreciating him. That was bollocks and even Draco knew it, he would happily do anything Potter said if it meant he could stare at him for a second longer. Not that that was all Draco wanted to do mind you. Who was he kidding? He wanted Potter, he wanted to feel the icy metal of Potter’s lip ring in his mouth, he wanted to trace every inch of Potter’s tattoos. It was sinful, but after all Draco is no Saint. 

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There will be times

when the struggle seems impossible. I know this already. Alone, unsure, dwarfed by the scale of the enemy. Remember this. Freedom is a pure idea. It occurs spontaneously and without instruction. Random acts of insurrection are occurring constantly throughout the galaxy. There are whole armies, battalions that have no idea that they've already enlisted in the cause. Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward. And then remember this. The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that. And know this, the day will come when all these skirmishes and battles, these moments of defiance will have flooded the banks of the Empire's authority and then there will be one too many. One single thing will break the siege. Remember this. Try.

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If I could see you / once more to see you…

i saw a post about how modern tv suffers from the death of filler and it got me thinking about how it's exactly one of the problems i have with jjk: we didn't spend enough time with the characters.

and don't get me wrong, i love them all, but i would have just liked to see more of them interacting besides when they're fighting for their lives, because there ARE tidbits of it and they're so good and they also enhance the story because you get more attached to the characters and the emotional stakes are higher.

the flashback to where yuuji, nobara and megumi mess up gojo's shirt? hilarious, and it makes the scene of nobara's death even more heartbreaking. the part after yuuji is presumed dead, and the room goes dead silent when megumi mentions yuuji taught him how to cook the food they were eating? imagine how much harder that would have hit if we actually saw it.

i want more! i want to see megumi being forced to give nobara and yuuji a tour of tokyo, i want to see them making a mess in the kitchen while attempting to cook something, i want to see hakari and kirara being bad influences on their underclassmen, i want to see choso and yuuji bonding via usual siblings shanenigans, i want to see gojo convincing inumaki to use his cursed technique to pull a stupid prank on nanami, i! want! more!

mwah

i wholeheartedly believe the conversation went like this

wylan: you can’t use me as leverage, he will kill me.

kaz: no he won’t.

wylan:

kaz:

wylan: wanna bet?