The people designing Taylor's merch were never fans were they? No self-respecting fan would decide that everyone would want a fucking pool float... AND taylor nation doing a countdown for it, this is THEFT
becky lemme smash
please
(a.k.a. I found a Satin Bowerbird bower down by my local creek and was a little bit inspired. XD)
Stickers, pattern goodies and more can be found on my Redbubble store here!
I saw people on Twitter complaining about the way Hades talked calmly with Percy. Guys, Ares is the one who hates children, and even he tried to be nice to them. They are twelve year old kids, the gods know how to talk to them to get what they want
Don't get carried away by sympathy, Hades is not innocent, he knew exactly what he was doing there. The pomegranate juice was a joke, but a reminder that he's smart. He was being nice for a purpose.
I always feel weird doing "self promo" on here as opposed to instagram (the natural habitat of self promo and brand deals and etc) especially because I have no sneak peeks to show (just this instagramly graphic design card) BUT I figured I'd feel even worse if any local people who wanted to go to this only found out about it after the fact SO: I'm a designer in this fashion show (again! woohoo!) and it's happening exactly a week from now in DENVER and you can BUY TICKETS if you want to go!!!! but I promise if you can't or don't want to go you will also see the piece I've made for it as soon as I can show it to you I just legally cannot yet but i CAN tell you I giggled villainously upon seeing the entire thing assembled and I'm quite proud of it. so there's that.
Hello!’, can I request Theodore nott, fluff and prompt 8 and 16! Please and thank you <3
8.Why do you always look at me like that?” “Like what?” “Like you… Want me.”
16.He doesn’t even deserve to be breathing the same air you are.
“Do you wanna tell your guard dog to stand down?” You didn’t even lift your head up from your notes, “What are you talking about, Adrian.” He tapped his fingers on the desk, beckoning you to pay attention to him, “I’m talking about Nott over there, he’s been glaring at us all class.” You looked up from your parchment, glancing across the room. For once in his life, Adrian Pucey was correct. Theo was glaring in your general direction, but he wasn’t looking at both of you, he was only looking at Adrian. “Seems like it’s only you he’s glaring at,” you turned back to your notes. Pucey groaned in annoyance, “Can’t you tell him to stop, write him a note or something, I can’t focus when I feel like he’s plotting my death.” “Nope,” you popped your lips.
After class you grabbed hold of Theo’s elbow, dragging him to an empty corridor ignoring his protests along the way. “What the hell is your problem? You know I’m partnered with Pucey in potions by force. You don’t have to death stare us.” Theo crossed his arms in annoyance, “He doesn’t even deserve to be breathing the same air you are.” While you couldn’t argue with him, the arrangement wasn’t really your choice. You mirrored Theo, crossing your arms as well and staring at him. His expression softened, eyes meeting yours with a glint of something you couldn’t quite put your finger on.
He looked at you like that a lot now that you thought of it. In the common room, after a quidditch game, at parties when he’s had one to many. “Why do you always look at me like that?” Theo blinked a few times, trying to change his expression, “Like what?” You shifted your weight from one foot to the other, “LIke you…want me or something. You do it a lot. You got a crush on me, Nott?” You were only teasing, but the pink tint to his cheeks and his awkward silence gave you your answer. “Oh, Theo, really? H-how…for how long?” He shrugged his shoulders, "Dunno...like, year three." You slapped his arm, "Theodore! We're in year six!" He rubbed the back of his neck bashfully, "Better late than never, yeh?"