Fell In Love With The Devil~ Avril Lavigne

counting the steps to the door of your heart ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆

how to be a true YEARNER (jk yearn how u want)

⇴ person a watching person b trail further and further off, and person a is frozen in place. person b—though walking away—seems closer than ever through person a's gaze

⇴ being completely hyper-focused on a book, yet every page, every beautiful metaphor reminds person a of person b

⇴ you two are both lying next to each other and you feel asleep. the person next to you has to try their hardest to resist the urge to reach out and touch you. just one stroke of the cheek is all the desire—the chance to have their hands brush across your soft skin.

⇴ "i just can't do it man" "do what?" "i can't just sit in front of them and act like everything's normal. i want more, but i know that it would be wrong to have it. but i need them. i feel crazy—am i crazy?"

⇴ person a keeps thinking about person b, even though they've only met once. once their eyes meet person b's, everything slows. nothing else matters except for the smile on their face. something clicked.

⇴ "have i ever told you that you were the one thing that just made sense?" "no, but go on." and the other person malfunctions because... well where do they start. how do they go about this w/o rambling, or letting their true feelings out?

⇴ the constant need to reach out. the constant need to grab their hand, rub their arm, and put your head on their shoulder.

⇴ wanting to know everything about them—little or big: their daily schedule, what shampoo they use, whether they are feeling the same as you. any crumb of information would be satisfactory

⇴ anxiously bouncing your knee in hopes that you can see them and have a conversation. finding any excuse to come up and talk. you just want to see them and have your eyes fall on their silhouette.

⇴ they laugh at something you said, and the melodious sound of their chuckle carries around the room, gracing your ears. now, you start planning another joke, hoping to hear that warm sound again.

⇴ "i don't think i can hide it anymore. how it's like my heart is on the verge of a heart attack when you text me. how i've delved into all your favorite movies, books, and tv shows ever since you've told me about them. how i wanted to be close to you—not just physically."

⇴ "i kept doing all these things just to see if you would do them with me. i really wanted you to be there with me."

⇴ the way that everything is fine and under control until they take one look at your lips.

⇴ "you're doing that thing by the way. when you lie to make someone feel better? you bite the inside of your bottom lip and nod, then you make this really pitying look with your eyes. like a squinty thing." "...wow"

Finally got some time to get it down!

Snape was not "obsessed" with Lily like a "creepy stalker."

If he’d been obsessed with Lily he would have followed her around everywhere at school. You know. Like an actual stalker.

He would have asked her out all the time. He wouldn’t have backed off after she told him to leave her alone. He would have done everything he could think of to win back her affection after insulting her.  He wouldn’t have respected her enough to allow their friendship to end because people who are obsessed don’t actually respect the feelings of the object of their obsession. They don’t have boundaries. 

If he were obsessed with Lily he would have sat in front of their house in Godric’s Hollow all the time after her death. He would have tried to go through her belongings. He would have built a fucking shrine to her, collected Daily Prophet clippings with Lily’s photo and kept them in a scrapbook or some shit. Snape ain’t got no time for that. He’s got a teaching gig at Hogwarts because he moved on and lived his life.

If Snape were obsessed with Lily he wouldn’t have helped Harry at all because if it didn’t bring Lily back then what would the point in that be? Obsession is selfish. There was nothing in it for Snape and it didn’t bring Lily back. So how is sacrificing his life, safety, and comfort for Harry/Dumbledore/Lily selfish? 

Why are y'all perverting the word “love” for the sake of hating a fictional character? 

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

:-"It was you. It was always you." Friends to lovers prompts-:

By @me-writes-prompts

When they wrap their hand around your waist protectively because it's just an instinct by now>>>

Blushing when they compliment you and then your friends tease you about it and you're just shflskhsljfljs

The lingering touches that have you wanting for more, but they're just so freaking oblivious

*While introducing them* "This is my...friend." "Friend?" *gulps and looks at them* "Yeah, friend."

Those nights when you both party hard and now you have to take them back to their house and they say, no insist, that you stay.

“I know you better than anyone else.” “Do you, though?” “…Of course, I do.” BUT THEY DONT KNOW YOURE IN LOVE WITH THEM

The causal flirting turning into something else because you start to have feelings for them

When they whisper in your ears things that they only want you to hear

^^"We should definitely get out of here. Don't you think so?" and you just(AHHHHH) "Y-yeah, sure. Uh huh." And they chuckle at your shyness because they know just what kind of effect they have on you.

"We could be more, you know?" "Hmmm? What do you want us to be other than friends?" "You know exactly what I want." "I need you to say it. I want to hear it." (SCREAMINGGGGG)

The inside jokes that only both of them know of and they start to randomly laugh with each other while others stare at them, like, are they crazy or what????(Crazy in love, I tell you)

When they cage you between their arms and lean and say "I know exactly what you're thinking." and you start to blush because wtf?!!!!!

Movie nights where you see a couple kissing and you just wonder when that will happen to you. But little do you know, they are already leaning in and you turn your head and they are so closeeeee.

^^"Can I-May I...kiss you?" Your breath catches in your threat and you force yourself to say something, and finally make out a small 'yes' before your lips are attached and you forget how to breathe(<33333333)

My beautiful baby

Chapter 20 is up and so we enter Battle City!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60809227/chapters/158204713

Sketch of morning after Sev. Just a doodle.

Chapter 9 has been posted. I am happy with how it has turned out so far. More to come!

Meet Sophia, for my first fully sapphic fic for Pokémon. I am going to try and do it as a comic