#i'm glad theo is getting more asks i've been meaning to draw more of his personal life for a while

[afraidparade]

when you say theo's demeanor throws people off, what do you mean exactly? :0c is he shy? or does he snap and sigh at people?

he's just naturally kind of scary looking and off-putting, it tends to make people want to avoid him lolol. in reality he's extremely polite and sweet, but obviously also exhausted 24/7

[inquisitorius-sin-bin]

My favourite fic of yours: RIDE OR DIE. It has THE best worldbuilding I’ve ever seen in a fic, it’s genuinely like reading a canon novel in second person and I love it so much

My favourite chapter: 27 absolutely 27 need i say more

Something I remember vividly: Ya I’m with Angela, you take reader inserts to a whole other level - normally I’ll read them but it’s always hard for me to get invested if it’s just a blank template, Y/N just draws me out of it so quickly. With the way you write them I feel so immersed, each protag has something different about them and ughhh it’s just so fucking good

Sßssssssdsdff thanks! I have very much enjoyed creating my own distinct alien culture and ecosystems, its one of the things I wish Star Wars was braver about. The prequel trilogy had flaws, mostly in that many of the cultural aspects were borrowed without credit to the peoples they came from, but from a world-building perspective the planets and species they created were a fantastic building point. I think it speaks a lot to the creativity of people like Doug Chiang that so many of the cultural and geographical elements of places like Utapau mesh so well together, and it makes an excellent sandbox to unleash my own creative thoughts.

I am soooo proud of Chapter 27. It was a beast to write but worth it, a standout chapter in this work that simultaneously fits with the themes and messaging, but is so jarring in its perspective and time shift. Appropriately a big impact moment. It was definitely a long-term pay off that I'm glad waited until now to put in. Like you have to really understand Talion and Theo's characters for this chapter to hit so hard. We had to be sort of questioning Tsino's place in all of this. We had to seed previous imagery, the handprints in the tent, the necklace, the incident with the dactilsword, for us to really understand WHY those things were so important to his past.

I'm finally recovered enough that I've started back up on Chapter 28 recently but whew, it was something to jump back to the present after ending with THAT.

And again, I'm so overjoyed y'all love my reader characters. They are each their own, and since their physical descriptions are blank canvasses, I use their personalities to shape them. How do they dress? How do they speak and think? How do they react when they've been frustrated or embarrassed?

I would encourage anyone who considers reading or writing x reader fics to really challenge the pre-existing notion of what that means. See it as a genre with its own unique challenges and rewards. People project themselves onto existing characters or OC's wildly different from themselves all the time, so long as that person is relatable to them somehow. Who hasn't wanted to be a character in the Star Wars Universe? And you don't necessarily want to be you, you want to be someone who fits in, with a role and history and relationships. Part of the tapestry of the world.

I like challenging my characters, thinking about who they are and how they came to meet the Inquisitor, because he's not exactly just out there shaking hands and kissing babies- for you to come across him usually means something has gone terribly wrong. It's my job to tell those stories. Try to find unique scenerios that might put these characters together, and different outcomes that might result from their personalities blending. All while trying to find creative solutions to the ever present name/description problems.

But hey, we don't have a name for the Grand Inquisitor either, so he lends himself to these stories so well!

Thanks so much for the ask!

[aaviav]

🎄HAPPY HOLIDAYS, GUYS!! 🎄 2020 was quite a year for everyone, man. i'm so glad i decided to rejoin tumblr and because of that, i got to meet some super cool people. and i drew a fair amount of handsome 2D boys!! things slowed down in the last few months but i hope i'll learn to juggle uni and personal drawing better soon. fingers crossed 🤞

there was this post where people mentioned the ones they’re thankful for in 2020 and well... i thought it’d be nice to give a couple of shoutouts myself. “you”, you ask, “the one who is terrible at words and also expressing their feelings?” yes, absolutely. (also aaa thank u to @/otonymous @/scummy-writes  for tagging me back then ; ; )

TIME TO TEST THE LIMITS OF HOW MANY PEOPLE I CAN TAG?

@op-peccatori nanaaaaaaaaaa ;__; 💖 i'm so so glad i got to start talking to you this past year. i feel like we can relate on a lot of things, and somehow a few short sentences always evolve into walls of text???? like. bruh. how. 💀 💀 i know i take a while to respond sometimes but getting to read your replies is a joy every time. hope you're doing ok and please give Theo lots of kisses from me HAHA  💖

@beni-draw-ikemen-please BENIIII you're The Sweetest Ever™ 🥺 i mean it!! you're also so genuine and v v fun to talk to, i hope we get to do that more often in the future! ; v ; thank you for sharing your thirst and wonderful art with us all. ALSO ALSO: don't forget to take care of yourself. OR ELSE 😤 sending lots of virtual hugs your way! 💖 💖

@scummy-writes we're both shy beans but whenever i see you around or on on the occasional messages to eachother, you're The Sweetest Ever™ #2 🥺 for 2021 (and beyond) i wish you more confidence in yourself and your writing, because you're amazing! sometimes u just gotta channel ur inner Shea LaBeouf and Just Do It! i believe in u!!!! 💖

@littlegrrl7 hi! i appreciate you and the things you make!!! a lot!!!! you're a fic writing machine, haha. yours were the first longfics that i read and honestly, your writing is so engaging in that you keep it interesting and it's also fun and easy to read and with a healthy dose of smut cough cough. thank you for sharing! 🥰

@dear-mrs-otome Mrs O! i might or might not have been slightly intimidated at first hahah orz ANYWAY our Best Boi venn diagram might have the thinnest overlap ever but thank you for the support all the same, and i'll also always BE thankful for Drained Dry which feels like a sorta ikevamp themed discord home for me 🥺 🥺

@maanawa HELLO U!! thank u for becoming my first penpal in years!! 🥰 for some reason u always seem like such a unique person to me?? if u put a gun to my head and asked why, i wouldn't be able to answer bc i have no idea, but like. i mean it in the best way 0: 👌  

@hideoutpastel HI PASTEL, i'm glad i get to interact with u a bit more bc of twitter! u are a delight!! 😤 also i think u already know but like. ur art is so ✨ sparkly ✨ and bright and beautiful ok. kthx #bless 

@yenanng i might not always reply or interact, but seeing your twt updates is somehow v cool haha. i hope you get to rest and work on personal art soon! i'm cheering u on!!! \o/ 💖

@nan-chi @weird-profiterole HI HI! 🥰 we haven't talked to eachoter much but you guys seem super genuine and fun, i hope we get to interact more in the future!! also your art is so cute i cri 😭💖

@mikotomizuki LEO HOES UNITE 🤝 🤝 thank you for being hilarious and bringing your tiddy memes everywhere you go LMAO. let's keep our fingers crossed for more amazing Leo content in 2021 🤞💖

@pseudofaux you are delightful!! thank you for all the support always. you're an angel and we don't deserve you 😭💖 (also hello ur writing skills? y e s)

@pickle-scribbles Faa, I LIVE FOR YOUR THIRST COMMENTS. SERIOUSLY HAHA. and i die bc of your masterful smut 😭 just,, thank you 🥺💖

@otonymous i've probably mentioned this before but your fics were one of the first ones i read when i got back into tumblr, and honestly? what an amazing author to start with. #thepowerofthirst 💀 i kinda stopped consuming MLQC content so i haven't kept up w everything you put out but i know that you're still AMAZING and also so funny and just. 10/10 man 

@tacogawa @savourthelittlethings u guys are just. so cool!!!!! that's all thank u for coming to my ted talk 🥰

@akirafanarts ​ hi!! i haven’t forgotten u!! hope you’ve been doing ok!! 💖

@meowlayn-art you are v sweet! your art is gorgeous! and your OCs are amazing!! 🥺 i'm cheering for you! 💖

@incorrect-ikevamp-quotes​ a lil random but like. thank you for your insights on a bunch of idiots under one roof aka the ikevamp boys!! 💖 and also for the Top Notch 11/10 memes. bless  🙏 🙏

special shout out to everyone on Drained Dry that i haven't yet mentioned, u guys are v cool ; v ; 💖

and lastly, thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged or interacted with my posts or just took a second to appreciate my art, really. drawing 2D boys is a joy, and i'm glad if it brings even the tiniest bit of happiness into other people's lives too! you guys are the best 💖💖💖

[coffeestainsandcashmere]

Hey, I've been loving your Dramioneo drabbles so much! They're my favourite triad and you write them so well! Any chance of a drabble of Draco telling his (supportive) mother about his engagement to Hermione and Theo? I'm in the mood for some fluff!

Here’s just over 1000 words of emotional fluff for you! Thanks for the request, and I’m so glad you’re enjoying the one-shots I’ve been doing!

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A bead of sweat rolled down between Draco’s shoulder blades, and despite having occluded twice - twice! - on his way up to his mother’s private drawing room, he still felt nearly sick with nerves. Tucked away in his bedroom were the two souls keeping him tethered to this earth, probably lying lazily in each other’s arms. Perhaps Theo was now reading aloud to Hermione, or perhaps she was waxing beautiful on some obscure topic of magical creature law, but whatever they were doing, they were his and he theirs - pledged and sworn to each other, if not before the world just yet.  

Or before Narcissa Malfoy.  

“Oh heck,” he muttered under his breath as he paused at the top of the stairs and caught sight of a familiar flash of pale hair. His father was just stepping out of the drawing room where he knew his mother would be sitting primly in an armchair, drinking tea and reading the Daily Prophet at this time of the afternoon.  

“Draco,” his father drawled with his uncanny habit of not moving his lips at all around the word.  

“Father,” he replied evenly, and a slight flicker passed over Lucius’ face.

“Everything alright, son?”

“Fine. I just need to talk to mother briefly.”

Mercifully, Lucius left it at that, and bowed his head. A light of curiosity flickered in his cold eyes, but he held his tongue. He also looked much better for having his long, scraggy hair lopped off and the damage from his sentence in Azkaban removed, though he still wore it longer than Draco did, the white-blond hair now brushing his shoulders.  

Hesitating just once more outside the door, Draco drew in a deep breath and swallowed, raising a knuckle to rap softly on the door.  

“Lucius, I told you I would like to read the paper in peace,” Narcissa called from the other side.  

“It’s me,” Draco said quietly.  

The newspaper rustled and he took it as his cue to enter. “Oh. Draco, darling, come in.” Her voice sounded completely different now, the chilly tone banished in favour of warm fondness. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I just needed some space from your father for five minutes.”

Draco twitched his eyebrows once in understanding and hovered after closing the door.  

Narcissa raised a sculpted eyebrow at her son. “Darling?” Draco’s occlumency skills certainly did not come from his father, though Narcissa did not have to reach out to see that her son was agitated by something. “Come and sit down. Tea?”

He shook his head sharply, nausea rising. He could do this. He had believed and accepted Hermione Granger’s forgiveness. He could do anything. Thinking of Theo and Hermione gave him a little more courage, and he took a breath and said grimly, “You might want something a little stronger than tea for this conversation.”

That lone eyebrow eased a little higher towards her hairline. “Draco? What’s going on?” and after a moment she laughed, an incongruous sound that was almost girlish. “You look like you might be the one needing something stronger than tea, darling. Shall I pour you a dram?”

He shook his head. The thought of firewhisky right then made his stomach roil. “No. Thank you mother. Tea’s… fine.”

And with that, he sat heavily in the winged armchair opposite his mother and rallied the slim remnants of his courage. For once, he almost wished he had a Gryffindor’s heart.  

Narcissa poured him a cup which she transfigured from the saucer of her own teacup, and sat back silently, waiting for him either to take the tea or to speak. When he did neither, her face clouded a little. “Draco, darling, you’re starting to worry me. What’s on your mind?”

Now or never.  

“Theo, Hermione and I are going to get married,” he said in a rush. “Regardless of your feelings on the subject, we’re going to do it. I just… wanted to tell you first before anyone else.” There. Done. Salazar’s Scaly Balls, he felt like he was going to pass out.  

A moment later, Narcissa began to laugh softly and he actually heaved a little bit. Of all the reactions, he hadn’t expected her not to take him seriously, and it hurt.  

“Mother —” he began hotly, but she cut him off.  

“That’s what’s got you in such a state?” she asked, still chuckling softly. “My dear boy, I saw this coming a mile off. I’m just sorry it’s taken so long for you to be ready to tell me. We’ll have to work out a colour scheme that suits all three of you, and with the variety of colouring between you, it might be a challenge, and we can’t possibly expect dear Miss Granger to wear all green now, can we? We must expect her to want some red to be represented somewhere, but how to do it without turning it from a wedding celebration into a yuletide festival, I’m not sure. Well, we’ll work something out, won’t we? I —”

“— Mother!” Draco barked, interrupting her nervous outpouring.  

She swallowed. “Yes?”

“You’re… You’re really alright with this?”

Her shoulders dropped and she leaned forwards over the small coffee table between them and put her hand on his knee. “Darling, you’ve come back to life in the last two years, and I’m not stupid or unobservant, Draco; it’s all due to them. Your happiness means more to me than anything, Draco. Anything.” That last sentiment was delivered so fiercely that he felt a huge surge of love sweeping up inside his chest for his mother.  

“Mother,” he whimpered, relief swirling around his head and making his vision blur with tears.  

Narcissa gripped his hands tightly in hers across the table and blinked rapidly herself. In a quietly intense voice, she added, “I understand why you were reticent to tell me, Draco, but I’m long over the surprise of you being in love with two people who are also equally in love. As I told you long ago when you first started seeing Miss Granger as well as Theo, I may have seen that coming longer than you did. You talked of nothing but ‘Granger this’ and ‘Granger that’ for the first five years of your time at Hogwarts, my darling.”  

She squeezed his fingers while he sat there, dumbfounded at her words.  

“She brings out the very best in my boy, and she challenges you. You need someone to challenge you, my darling. You are fortunate to have two people who are intellectually your equal, and not only that, but who truly know you and love you. Draco, I could not be more proud to acquire a second son in Theodore, and a daughter in Hermione, if she’ll have me. I realise I might not be her first choice in a mother-in-law after everything, but we shall have to work on that.”

A tear did spill over and roll down his cheek at that, but he cuffed it away with the back of his sleeve and blinked furiously for a moment. His mother hadn’t been anxious about the three of them - she’d been anxious that Hermione would reject her as a mother-in-law.  

“She’ll expect a ring,” Narcissa added thoughtfully, and Draco nearly choked on his own surprise. “What?” she asked archly. “You think I’m completely unaware of muggleborn and muggle traditions?”

“Honestly, yes…” he said, running a hand through his silver-blond hair.  

Narcissa just tutted and rolled her eyes and then stood, smoothing down the front of her skirt and then holding out her hand. “Come then,” she said.  

When he stood somewhat more slowly and frowned warily, she rolled her eyes and chirped at him to get a move on.

“Where are we going?” he asked, sliding his hand into her smaller one and wincing at the chill in her fingers. She’d always had cold hands.  

“The vault, of course,” she said, right before she disapparated and took Draco with her as a side-along.

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