Why On Beautiful Blue Earth Would I Write The Fic When I Could Just Daydream About And Sketch Out Scenes

one braincell transfer (divided by four)

painting of this post. context under the cut

sometimes when my friends post photos of their food i decide to paint. why? for fun that is all

a friend of mine (@myepicgameshow) sent me this message about that

and of course, i thought "y'know what would be the funniest fucking thing to do in response? painting this."

yakuza boss’s daughter!reader who lives as nothing more than your father’s bargaining chip. beautiful, young, and with a powerful family name, he wants to marry you off to the highest bidder. however, there’s a “curse” that seems to follow you.

on the night of your first wedding and every wedding after that, the groom ends up murdered. you don’t know who’s behind the murders or why; all you know is that this harbinger of death might unknowingly be your guardian angel.

when a young, bold new boss takes over an established group, this cocky newcomer wants to prove that he doesn’t shy away from challenges. it’s why he proposes to you, and more than happy to get rid of you, your father agrees. either this new kid gets killed or you finally become some other man’s problem. it’s a win-win.

tired of this life and the men in it, no one knows that you’ve been secretly finding ways to reach out to your husband-to-be’s assassin. on the night of your wedding, the hitman’s coming. this time, he’s taking you out.

only, the masked man who breaks into your room on the night before your wedding doesn’t come to kill you like you’ve planned. instead, he’s got you frozen in fear and anticipation on your bed as he stalks closer and closer to you, his steps slow and deliberate.

“i didn’t save your life all those times just for you to request for me to come kill you.” the deep timber of his voice sounds familiar. sounds like the voice you’ve heard negotiating with your father over the speaker of his phone…

he’s removing his mask as the bed creaks below the two of you; his knees sink into the mattress, his body above yours. even in the dark, even after all these years, you recognize him. it’s character, the young orphan boy you remember seeing in the halls, taken under some underboss’s wing. the two of you used to play together. he had been frail and starved, beaten and scarred. you had been dragged away from him and forbidden to see him ever again when you were caught with him, and ever since that day, you never saw him again. but it’s him, you know it’s him. he has the same kind eyes.

you whisper his name curiously, and he smiles.

“so you do remember me.” and he leans down, his face so close to yours. “surely death couldn’t be better than marrying me, right? after all, everything i’ve done so far was all for you.”

that trend but with Jily

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cooking some leg studies ❤️~

REMUS LUPIN COMMENTATING ON GYRIFFINDOR VS SLYTHERIN GAMES (some time in 6th year)

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Remus: Welcome to the quiddich games i'm Remus Lupin and I'm forced to be here I hope you fuckers enjoy my pain

McGonagall: Remus Lupin!

Remus: *ahem* sorry miss but we're off the two terms are flying up to... hit things? Honestly im best friends with the Gyriffindor captain and fucking the beater no clue what's- OUCH MISS IM SORRY but that was uncalled for simply stating fac- OUCH-

ANYWAY our captain Potter is about to score- and missed, call me delusional but I'm pretty sure he was staring at baby Black, really Potter? Let's all thank your captain as Slytherin now have the ball thing- quaffle? Aaaannnd they score well done James WELL DONE.

McGonagall: let's move on from James please, 10 points to Slytherin.

Remus: Of course and the game begins again OH Marlene is going for the other more aggressive ball thing-

McGonagall: bludger

Remus: yes that, and she hits it! Go her that was good it went straight for the Slytherin team and OH MY GOD MCKINNON YOU DIDNT JUST WINK AT MEADOWES but that was smooth, I'm sure she was impressed... I'm being glared at LETS MOVE ON OH WOW James? Did you just SCORE I'm suprised you didn't get distracted aga-

McGonagall: REMUS LUPIN!

Remus: Aanndd 10 points go to Gyriffindor Barty is definitely not happy with that i don't know what you do but go hit those angry balls! Make a show for your boyfriend!

Now the games start again Gyriffindor is ahead wow if only Regulus Black stopped staring at someone's THIGHS WE'D BE DONE

YOURE. NOT. SUBTLE. BABY. BLACK.

Remus: ...ladies and gentlemen Miss McGonagall just laughed she can also see the pin-

McGonagall: Remus Lupin please leave

Remus: Of course miss can I just...?

McGonagall: ...just make it quick

Remus: Sirius you look so hot right now I'm gonna f-

McGonagall: SAY ANOTHER WORD AND YOURE NEVER LEAVING DETENTION

Remus: f-all in love with you even more...

McGonagall: ...

Remus: ...shit did Sirius just fall off his broom?

McGonagall: thank Merlin, Regulus caught the snitch GAME IS OVER SLYTHERIN WIN, REMUS DETENTION LEAVE NOW!

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The chaos if Remus was a quiddich commentator

(I love it)