“I had a moth in my trashcan, in my trailer. I thought it might have been a bat, it sounded much bigger than a moth.”
My dad was telling me not to post personal stuff on tumblr because it’s full of psychopaths and in that moment I swear I could hear the Sherlock fandom correcting him
if I was an actor in something popular, I’d go to cons cosplaying that character
except I’d get a really shitty party wig and sew a terrible outfit out of costume satin
and then if I got called out on how terrible my cosplay was
I’d rip off the wig and tearaway cosplay, revealing my real hair and outfit underneath
and be like
“I AM THAT CHARACTER”
yet another unrealistic expectation for women
His eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass.
He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you.
Somewhere in the back of Clary’s mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didn’t know why. He’s your brother. He’s your brother, and he’s always taken care of you.
“We need her with us; she’s the best there is.”
TMI AU: It Never Stops.
Tessa sprawled herself on the grass at the park, playing with her new phone, trying to capture the beauty of nature with the camera when her screen produced of a small, fragile-looking shape with flaming red hair. The girl was crying obviously broken by something… or someone.
And Tessa’s heart constricted, and before she knew it she was walking beside the girl. “Are you alright?” Tessa asked. The girl looked up, her green eyes brimmed red but she said nothing. But somehow Tessa knew what was the matter, she can see it etched in the girl’s face. She was heartbroken, and she understood that feeling more than anything.
“Your heart is broken.” She said at last to the girl who surprisingly replied, “How can you tell?”
“I know a broken heart when I see one.” Tessa said. “I’ve been through it.”
“Then does it ever stop? The feeling I mean.”
Tessa thought about it, thinking of blue eyes and dark hair and she replied honestly. “When you truly love someone, love them with your soul, then no. Never.”
i hope the shower isn’t too toasty for you.
this is my favourite picture on the internet
I hope hundreds of years later this picture is found completely out of context by anthropologists and it’s the final tipping point before they completely give up on trying to understand the internet in this decade.
Ginny Weasley is an inspiration to us all.