Shes A Bit Of A Mary Sue Tbh

She’s a bit of a Mary Sue tbh

These are not even half of her titles. Had a lot of fun drawing this (and procrastinating on chapter 2 of my HOTD fanfic (Wattpad)).

- Riddle. Stay calm.

Malfoy snatched his wrist, which was holding the wand, lowered his head and whispered to him. His golden, untuck hair and his warm breath tickled his neck, making him shiver and slacken his wand. He never got used to Malfoy’s unrealistic warmth.

Tom hurriedly hid the murderous look on his face and went back to his plate. Rosier was cursing at Muggleborns and bragging about her so-called pure bloodline. Tom didn’t quite enjoy pretending to be oblivious while being heaped on insults, but he knew Malfoy wouldn’t leave both him and Rosier alone if he went out of his mind and attacked Rosier right inside the Great Hall. Rosier wanted to provoke Tom, even more so as he stayed resigned, so she used whatever cruel words she could think of. And in the end, as she still hasn’t succeeded, she spat out a “Boring!” and put on a victorious smile, turning to Malfoy with her chin up:

- I didn’t know you took pleasure in hanging out with such filthy mudbloods.

- You do now. Shut your mouth with your breakfast before you are gifted a beautiful, beautiful Crucio.

Malfoy lazily rolled his eyes to Rosier, and his voice was just as insipid - small enough for the other houses to hear, loud enough for the ill-fated Slytherins sitting nearby to turn themselves into thin air. Fortunately, Rosier was smart enough to know that Malfoy was livid and didn't want to be messed with, so after laughing it off, she changed the subject. Tom didn’t know what kind of world they are living in, but he has seen Malfoy use Crucio and Imperio a few times. Not as proficient as his other spells, but thinking about what Malfoy had gone through to be able to use the Unforgivable Curses at the age of fifteen made him nauseous.

Malfoy politely placed the napkin on the table and got up to leave, not forgetting to whisper to Tom about his behavior among the snakes that were so painfully eager to stick their fangs in his throat. He stared blankly at Malfoy for a moment, then quickly finished his breakfast, following him and walking side by side with him back to their dorm room. He could never like others’ chilling cold.

Based on my fanfiction The Favourite.

And the cringe af TikTok video of it.

TikTok

Hypersomnia on TikTok

You can run faster, yes, but not enough to run away from your heartbreak. Original art, please do not repost without permission. #thirteenco

Girlie literally snacks on jewels what did you expect?

To Yevgeniya, “modest” is three necklaces instead of five, pearls instead of diamonds, woven patterns instead of embroidery.

Almost all of her clothes and accessories (and her siblings’) Yevgeniya designs and/or makes herself. She can weave, sew, embroider, jewel… and do those things so excellently that her products are a luxury even among nobility.

If she ain’t a fashion icon I don’t know who is.

(I can’t find the painting’s artist, if you know please tell me.)

Britain: France, could you take a look at this bottle and tell me if it’s wine or perfume?

France: Sure, give it to me.

France: *chugs down whole bottle*

Britain:

France: It’s perfume.

Britain:

The princess loved by her people and her little sister, feared by them.

I will definitely recreate this someday with clothes inspired more by Finnish traditional clothing.