i wanna dress like a post-apocalyptic rebel leader who beheads her enemies while taking shots of whiskey but then again i also want to dress like a very feminine little girl that frolocks through fields of lovely flowers,
my struggle is real
imagine Tonks and Lupin in bed, and he’s the little spoon and he turns round to kiss her only to find she’s metamorphasized her face into Snape’s and he screams and she laughs so hard she falls out the bed
I literally think about this post all the time.
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chris evans - for flaunt magazine
♕ Dragons always preferred to attack from above, Dany had learned. Should either get between the other and the sun, he would fold his wings and dive screaming, and they would tumble from the sky locked together in a tangled scaly ball, jaws snapping and tails lashing. The first time they had done it, she feared that they meant to kill each other, but it was only sport.
"I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance."
Vincent van Gogh
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curse the things that made me sad for so long