I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

-‘The Song of Achilles,’ by Madeline Miller.


White roses on a pastel gradient rainbow. This makes me feel super girly.



i would pay a lot of money for a complete list of everyone who’s ever had a crush on me

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don’t fuckin insult hufflepuff house in front of me i will FRICK YOU UP OKAY

what, you think loyalty isnt cool? you think hard work and honesty and perseverance arent as valuable as the ability to wield a sword or win an argument? you think nymphadora tonks and her…


people who think steve rogers is a boring character probably didn’t watch the same movies


too many dudes. i’m so sick of dudes. every time i see something with a dude in it i’m like ‘fuck you, i don’t want to watch this.’
— my glorious roommate, as she spreads peanut butter on a saltine  (via svetamilkovich)

6 year old fan asks Sebastian a question.