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You seem cool.

I like your art.

*follows*

HI !!!

Hiii:)

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listen listennnn

i LOVE house rosier angst as much as the next person

HOWEVER

i propose to you

weird and eccentric lord and lady rosier

rosier parent who instilled their love for that strange and unusual in their children

who supported pandora in all her weird experiments and who helped evan with his taxidermy and filled their library with books on dragons for felix

who were always willing to flaunt the weird at pureblood gatherings because they could and were too influential for anyone to tell them no

rosier parents who were like the effie and monty of the skittles in the sense that their manor was open to ANYONE who needed it

i dunno man i love the angst but i ALSO love the idea of lord and lady rosier just being a couple of unhinged baddies together

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1. Walburga’s funeral

2-5. Marauders memes ig

6. Self portrait

7. My husband

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Ladies and gentlemen and others, Felix rosier and Charlie weasley 🤲

Drawing for the amazing @mairon-goth-minion

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Now that's what I'm talking about

Barty bititng Evan until he bleeds and collecting the blood in little jars

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Barty screaming Evan’s name for hours and hours, until he’s lost his voice, until the word has lost all meaning, until all that is left is an animalistic cry of desperation for a dead man ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh no please do 🙏🏻🙏🏻 I will eat it up

Barty asking Evan to let him drink his blood, Evan staring weirdly at Barty then shrugging and saying he'd let him if he could drink Barty's as well, Barty shrugging and saying okay. Them making a cut in their wrist veins and pouring their bloods into shot glasses. Them doing the bruderschaft drinking, complimenting each other's blood then showing up to the infirmary cuz they forgot to heal the cut in their wrists so now they feel a bit dizzy from lack of blood.

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im in love with your rendering !!💕

And I'm in love with you what can I say 🤗

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lexxxx hiii you’re friends with my friend and i adore your artttt you’re so talented!!

Hiii 😭 wasn't ready for the positivity attack but thank you so muchh💚 also who are you who are you friends with, you're now my friend too

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Barty asking Evan to let him drink his blood, Evan staring weirdly at Barty then shrugging and saying he'd let him if he could drink Barty's as well, Barty shrugging and saying okay. Them making a cut in their wrist veins and pouring their bloods into shot glasses. Them doing the bruderschaft drinking, complimenting each other's blood then showing up to the infirmary cuz they forgot to heal the cut in their wrists so now they feel a bit dizzy from lack of blood.

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Sobbing like s.o.b because school exists

What am I saying

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*boops your nose* send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose

🫵🏻👃🏻

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ANOTHER FRENCH???

HAHAHAHA YES

I croissant my way through life you know

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Another dump because it's my posting style apparently

1. meet the artist you know the concept

2. Bartylus, platonic or romantic idc you choose (marauders fandom)

3. Mini me? Evil laugh mini me???

4. Too lazy to draw the guy so I just colored it (jjk)

5. Rbf Reggie (marauders)

6. An 7. Marylily 🤘🏻 (marauders)

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Yo yo yo my name's Lex, I am in fact not sure what the instructions are so I'll just bring croissants because I don't know what we're supposed to eat on Thanksgiving and Im french so just croissants, I don't need to explain

I'm grateful for this whole year really, lots of ups and downs in the beginning but I've met so many new people that I love dearly and that made my life worth living, I've also managed to commit to my goals and accept and love myself a bit more everyday :))

I have only two moots on here (prolly cuz I keep forgetting Tumblr exists) but they're amazing moots

@autistpride and An my pookie but you're the one who tagged me

Happy mootsgiving??💚

Happy Mootsgiving, everyone!

So, technically, I know Thanksgiving is an American holiday… history… yadda yadda. However, this is not Thanksgiving.

This is Mootsgiving, and what I say goes ‘cause this is my holiday. Anyway! Mootsgiving is all the basic ideas of Thankgiving but better because I’m great like that.

I just wanted to show everyone how grateful I am, since gratefulness is a key principle of Thanksgiving.

I want all my moots from different countries to be able to have the picture-perfect movie-esque Thanksgiving of being surrounded by friends and family with all the care and love and gratefulness that can be poured into a single human. And, as the ever-dramatic Runar, what better way to do that than to organize a huge event?

So! Rules!

State what food you brought

State one thing you’re thankful for

My name is Runar, I brought the eggnog, and I’m grateful for each and every one of you 💗🫶

Really sappy and really long paragraph/speech under the cut!!

Soooo… to start off my big long speech… *clinks my fancy wine glass that’s filled with a mysterious substance* (It’s eggnog)

When I first started this blog, it was off a whim. I wanted to do something, something that involved putting my work out there, as I was just starting out. I wanted to mean something. In any sort of way, I wanted to leave a sort of mark. Not just any mark, though, no. I wanted to add a bit of joy, a spark of life that comes from creativity, and adding words and love into the space we occupy on this floating rock in space.

I wanted to write because it made me happy, and I wanted there to be a possibility of someone who was who got joy from reading to maybe stumble upon it, and get joy from me. Get joy from something I was able to provide for them.

I was also incredibly lonely. I had no friends, I had nothing, pretty much. I didn’t talk much. I was reclusive. I was okay, but I was empty. I didn’t have a purpose. And while I wasn’t expecting much, nothing at all really, I was overjoyed at the prospect that maybe just one person would stumble upon something I wrote and for a moment of their day, maybe they got peace from it.

Maybe they felt a little less lonely. I would have been at peace with just knowing the possibility of it was out there. And then… it did. And I got more than I bargained for, even, I got a friend. My first friend.

From there, everything… clicked. Slowly, but ever so surely, things were falling into place. I was gaining something that had not even crossed my mind. A family.

So, my silly dream born from a whim became friends, connections, and family, it became life-altering. It had ups, it had downs, it had in-betweens. It was beautiful and messy and happy and sad and fucked up and so wonderfully… human?

Yeah, this is online, this is a silly mootsgiving idea I thought up three hours ago because I wanted people to know I love them.

But to someone who had nothing, this is everything. You are everything.

Even if we’ve only talked one time, you have a special place in my heart. The character growth has been… one hell of a ride. I’ve gone through many eras, and made new friends in each and every one of them. So, with the end of the year closing soon, I suppose in a way this is not just a silly mootsgiving.

My bigger end goal, really, was to make sure as we get to the end of this ear, you know how genuinely important this whole year has been to me. How important you have been. I got an anon ask,

What does it feel like to be wanted?

It was beautiful poetry. I replied, said I wouldn’t know what it feels like to be wanted. But really? I think maybe I do. I think it feels like having enough people that you love to organize and invite everyone to a huge event online, to write out this heartfelt paragraph and trust that at least one person will care enough to read it.

My beginning goal has changed so much, and not at all. My biggest purpose in life has been, and I think will always be, to add something into this world.

Creativity, joy, happiness, compassion, I want to ensure that no matter what, as long as you know me, you know you have one person on this earth who loves and cares about you with as much feeling that can physically be felt by one person without exploding into a bunch of tiny little runar pieces.

But moreso, I think maybe my goal has changed from wanting to put stories out there, to putting myself out there. I don’t want to write stories that are just fiction, just crafted ideas meshed together to create a blob of fiction.

I want to write pieces of myself into everything, which i think might genuinely be impossible to not do. I want my heart to pour out of my fingers into the things i type out for you, and i want to not only feel things, but to maybe make you feel something too. Something warm and fuzzy, something good, as good as you deserve.

Aaaaannnd…. to end this….

I love you guys, thanks for being here <3

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