alayneestone-archive-deactivate:

She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.

• book one: professor mcgonnagal and the you put a WHAT in our WHERE albus
• book two: professor mcgonnagal and the we have a WHAT IN OUR WHERE ALBUS
• book three: professor mcgonnagal and the ministry is sending us WHAT because of WHO
• book four: professor mcgonnagal and the ARE YOU SHITTING ME ALBUS
• book five: professor mcgonnagal and the we have WHO telling us to do WHAT
• book six: professor mcgonnagal and the albus do something NO NOT THAT
• book seven: professor mcgonnagal and the I FINALLY GET TO BLOW SHIT UP THANK YOU WIZARD GOD

fallencastiel:

_{“I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’
The sun said, ‘it hurts to become.”}

mercutiyo:

There are times that I think
I have been constructed
Incorrectly,

Left with gaping holes,
And a drunk mans work.
The old gutters forgotten by county,
And the odd spaces between toes.

I had nights to think Plato was wrong,
And Zeus had too much power.

I had time to believe I was the left over space old gods tucked behind corners.

I was created out of nothing,
And I am afraid
That is all I will amount to.

starlightiel:

Destiel Graphics Challenge

starlightiel with thesamuletandthesunbeam

Prompt: Trust

_{for Dani [ x ]}

_{lately I been, I been losing sleep
dreaming about the things that we could be
but baby, I been, I been prayin’ hard 
said no more counting dollars
we’ll be  c o u n t i n g  s t a r s (x)}

for Tanner ❤