Protect Him

“My own mother thought I was a monster.” 

Draco Malfoy // 

i made this a while ago, but i never got around to posting it... until now! my art style is inconsistent, but oh well!

s i x   d a y s … 

did anyone ask for color variations? no. did that stop me? no. the first one is based on carry on’s color scheme, the third one is based on the paperback cover. and the second one? that’s pure self-indulgence because i’m convinced baz would look killer in dark, red tones, plus it has a gothic vampy vibe because i’m convinced baz is a repressed goth kid.  

lmk if you use these as your wallpaper, i’d be honored. please don’t repost without permission/without credit, especially on tumblr since u have the reblog button r i g h t t h e r e. instagram, i understand, just lmk and credit me properly @panicatthealiceee (on here and instagram)

The Red Paladin // Keith Kogane

*screams in fanfiction*

Carry On Alternative Ending:

It's the Summer before Eighth year again. Baz isn't kidnapped by numptites. The visitings never happen. The political climate is deteriorating as is Simon's and Baz's relationship. Simon and Agatha are still together.

Needless to say, nothing in Carry On happens.

The year goes on as the ones before it, and before they know it, Simon and Baz are having their big fight. Simon has Baz on the ground, and he's holding his swordtip over Baz's heart. Simon can't read his face, though there's a tear slipping down Baz's face. A few feet away, on either sides of Simon and Baz are Penny, Agatha, Dev, and Niall.

"Do it," Baz says.

Simon grimaces, his brow furrowed. He looks troubled. Baz can't understand why. "I never wanted it to come to this."

Simon brings his sword down through Baz's chest.

"I love you," Baz says at the same time that Simon says "I'm sorry."

Simon drops his sword, and collapses onto the ground, just as the sun falls beneath the horizon. Before he knows what's happening, the ground is spinning out from below him and he feels as if he's being taken somewhere.

He opens his eyes and comes face to face with a 15 year old Baz.

They've been granted a second chance.

[Alien undercover as a cow] munch munch grass is delicious

Victor Nikiforov color palette

No offense but I'm so glad tumblr doesn't show people what I like unlike [cough] twi- [cough] twitte-

the impossible return