tastefullyoffensive:

by Floccinaucinihilipilificationa

accio-shitpost:

at hogwarts graduation they hand out ‘i survived seven years at hogwarts!’ tshirts

odysseyi:

“The labours I endured were no longer to be alleviated by the bright sun or gentle breezes of spring; all joy was but a mockery which insulted my desolate state and made me feel more painfully that I was not made for the enjoyment of pleasure.”
― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus

ulltears:

see? miracles can happen just like that.

mienar:

morning errands

tofukitty:

Ghibli Week Day 1 | Ladies Appreciation

What better way to show appreciation than through flowers?

Sophie - Blue Iris and Pink Aster
Arrietty - Alyssum blossoms and Alstroemeria
Kiki - Lilac and Gerbera
San - Gladiolus and Heather

It’s near Midterm week so I’ll post this today and work on the other ones next time, I suppose :(

cindersart:

never let your fear decide your fate.
i say ya kill your heroes and
fly, fly, baby don’t cry.

kuweiyulbo:

@sixofcrowsnet jobs: pride  →  kuwei yul-bo + bi pride

“Then your choices are Novyi Zem and the Southern Colonies, but the Kerch presence in the colonies is far lower. Also, the weather is better, if you’re partial to that kind of thing. You are a stolen painting, Kuwei. Too recognizable to sell on the open market, too valuable to leave lying around. You are worthless to me.” 

“I’m not translating that,” Nina snapped. 

“Then translate this: My sole concern is keeping you away from Jan Van Eck, and if you want me to start exploring more definite options, a bullet is a lot cheaper than putting you on a ship to the Southern Colonies.”

yaassstiel:

im so upset that percy jackson thought that even for a second that there was even a possibility that maybe he deserved to die

"I am always between two worlds, always in conflict. I would like sometimes to rest, to be at peace, to choose a nook, make a final choice, but I can’t. Some nameless, indescribable fear and anxiety keeps me on the move. On certain evenings like this, I would like to feel whole. Only a half of me is sitting by the fire."

star-plasma:

indigo moon

writing-prompt-s:

A powerful witch runs away after the villagers try to execute her, couple years later children randomly start disappearing. She’s taking abused children away from their parents and raising them in the woods. But once they grow up and leave, they forget how to get to the witch’s house and their memories of her become blurry.