hahahaaha told you! it is the funniest thing ever! look up the hunger games wikipedia too DEAD. “I ain’t talkin’ about chicken and gravy, biatch!” LMAO
I FUCKING CANT BREATHE.
CAN WE MAKE GRAPHICS WITH THESE???
omg I love these graphics :D
Hopefully they’re useful to look at/learn from! Done with the fanfic of my life yet? Hahaha. I’M WAITING.
You are so nice Sofia
Thanks Aly! But actually I’m being selfish. I just want to see more dramione/tomione graphics in the tags. Maybe I’ll write a tomione graphic tutorial.
Not even omg. Now you all get to see the lazy shortcuts I take on photoshop haha.
so I met up with wendy, devi, and angela in nyc and it was seriously amazing. ah-mazing! I miss you girls already! the rest of the triforce/tss need to get together! for the rest of you followers, just wanna let you know I’m flying out to europe tomorrow and will resume blogging in august!
The thing I applied for!!!!!! I’m shaking and crying it’s not funny
I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYSSSSSS!!! WE HAVE TO MEET UP OKAY?
why am I talking to the same people on tumblr, twitter, and skype all at once?
I would apologize for the gif spam but Devi and I are having way too much fun on skype.
thank you for the accurate application of this song for the HP fandom. SO FUCKING SICK OF SEEING DRACO AS THE PARIAH.lol ME TOO!! HE’S NOT THE PARIAH! HOW CAN DRACO FREAKING BANG ME NOW MALFOY BE THE PARIAH?
LET ME LOVE YOU DEVI
dramione → the grinch who stole christmas (rq by devi)
When you want something done right, you do it yourself. Draco knew he was forgetting something when he asked his house elf Devi to wrap and deliver the presents he bought for friends and family - he just didn’t know what. That is until several hours later, when the little black box containing the engagement ring he had bought Hermione was no where to be found. He frantically turned his apartment upside down and inside out until he realized he must have placed it with the pile of presents that Devi took care of. Without a name on the little box, the elf could have sent it to any one of the people on the gift list (which embarrassingly also included the likes of Potty, Weasel, and other people he was required to play nice with… like his dickhead of a boss at the Ministry). And now here he was, desperately breaking into each of the homes of the people on the list one by one until he finds the engagement ring so he could get the it back in time to propose to Hermione on Christmas morning. He had gone through all of the people on the list, but only one home to visit remained: the Burrow. The Weasley home was where his girlfriend (soon to be fiancee if he could just find the damn thing) spent the night every Christmas Eve since she was twelve and of course, she just had to wake up and catch him in the act of rifling through the presents at the foot of their tree like a common thief - or worse, like a pauper.
"Draco, what are you doing here? Are you- are you stealing presents? From the Weasleys?”
Draco’s jaw clenched to physically stop himself from saying the first thing that came to mind. He had a very good explanation for what he was doing of course, but he couldn’t very well tell her what it was. That would ruin the whole surprise.
"Yes. Now go back to bed, Granger."
I DON’T EVEN KNOW.
I REQUEST YOUR LOVEEEEEEE~
I SAID, I REQUEST YOUR LOVE.
hahahahaha oh man I do know. oh god. All the power to you. i’m dead omg on the floor right now.
ok but i will try to start it after i finish the fic i’m currently reading
my reaction to reading the first line will be:
omg devi im flattered thenk u
qurlll i really need to start reading that …
you know what im talking about
darkmarkburning said: I’m stealing all your graphics to repost them…. JUST SO YOU KNOW.
omg Devi loool. if you actually did that I would find it funny but only cause it’s you~