𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎

"she must hoard the stars in her mouth , for her scorched tongue tastes like a lot like heaven. "

[dailywizardwheezes]

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@thcboywholived

[evanrsiers]

⊰ MOODBOARD ⊱ TEDDY LUPIN; boys whose hair shines with starlight even in the dark. boys whose every movements are like the orbit of a planet around its star. boys who are forever cloaked in an aroma of stardust and moonlight and gravity. (words.) (got any requests?)

[pscalpedro]

Lily James for Town & Country | March 2016

[stickynutjuice]

[camimendes]

[wnq-quotes]

You talk too much. Always have. You have to talk to make sure you’re alive.

[rafswerk-deactivated20221217]

Ezra Miller by Daniel Weiss for Dazed and Confused Magazine, Autumn 2018

[kardashianjennergifs]

[evalawyer]

It’s that time of year again 🤓📚

[hvmcnisms-blog]

“hey! hey, you –” ruby asks, stepping towards the woman (( she was fairly certain that her name began with an a )) at the end of the aisle. sure, it was a bit strange to randomly approach someone in the grocery store, but ruby had never actually had a good sense of…well, tact. “sorry, i know this it totally weird, but i am in love with your outfit.” // closed for @dandelionwines

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“hm ?” aurora asks as she looks up from the boxes she’s comparing. seeing someone talking to her prompts her to rise from her squatting position. she looks down at her outfit and then back to ruby. “feeling a bit cheeky today, are you ?” she asks, gently chuckling. “it’s a joke- right ? most people say i dress like a gramma.” it’s true- she has a flair for vintage, modest clothing. not identical to molly’s wardrobe but it’s molly approved. 

[dallasjweston]

The best thing about carnivals and fairs? The food. The answer was always the food. Noelle worked hard to keep her body trim, and it helped that she danced for a living, but she also knew how to indulge. Unabashedly she wandered the carnival, a cascade of cotton candy in one hand, and a deep fried corn dog in the other. Too distracted by her food porn she accidentally bumped into someone waiting in one of the game lines. Not that hard– her food was fine, God forbid. But she still flashed them an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry! I should be able to walk and eat at the same time.”

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easily, aurora’s shoved forward- the side effect of being so distracted. but she’s quick to regain her balance and she brings her hand to her heart. “blimey.” she sighs, relieved she didn’t go toppling over. laughter tug at her as she turns her head to see noelle standing there. “you’re a proper road hazard, now aren’t you ?” 

[thcdreadless]

Sitting up dead straight in her sleeping bag, Carrie’s eyes darted around the tent. She had been trying to get to sleep when she heard something outside. “Remind me again why I’m doing this.” She muttered, getting out of her sleeping bag and heading towards the zip in the opening. “Is someone there?”

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a loud shriek echoes through the forest as carrie seemingly pops out of nowhere. archer quickly shines his flashlight in her face and lets out a sigh of relief. “oh, god. i thought you were a bear.” why would a bear be talking, archie ? “why are you sleeping here instead of on the actual camp grounds ?” 

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     after suffering through what feels like hours of being hit on by the creepiest person imaginable, ireland quickly jumps on the first opportunity to jump ship. ❝ oh, damn, look at that ! my date’s finally here, i gotta go— ❞ she announces loudly, letting her hands flop to her side as she rushes away from the conversation. ireland links her arm with the random person she previously motioned to and paints on her usual enchanting smile. ❝ consider this a ‘ s.o.s. ’ and just please play along, ❞ she quietly begs through gritted teeth. ❝ —is he still there ? ❞

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“oh honey, you’re barking up the wrong tree.” elijah quietly snickers. still he accepts her arm happily. there probably isn’t a person in town who could believe he’s dating a woman- but friend dates are a thing, too. “i would look but i’m scared it’d shatter the illusion.” 

[portvista]

MEMORY LANE

emojis have the power to temporarily force my muse to remember something from their old life !! take advantage of this by getting to know my muse by taking a glimpse into their past. ***all memories should be headcanons created by the mun, not something completely taken from canon. you can also supply the cursed memory if you want to  

rules: reblog if participating  |    send out emojis ( yes, you can reblog this at any time !! ) source: rp-meme-glaceon

🌈- a memory about when they first fell in love 🌋- a memory about their first heartbreak 🏠- a memory about their childhood home/where they used to live 📷- a memory that comes with a picture they have 💡- a memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have 🔪- a memory about a dangerous situation 🎈- a memory about a time they were safe and relaxed 📔- a memory from a journal/diary entry 📝- a memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse 🔗- a memory about their proposal/wedding 🐥- a memory about their children (past, present, or future) 👘- a memory associated with an article of clothing they have ⚔️- a memory about war or intense conflict 🌅- a memory associated with a certain location 🏚- a memory about exploration 🛤- a memory about traveling 🌠- a time they wished upon a falling star 🐕-a memory of teamwork 🐺- a memory about being alone

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HEROINE QUOTES

UNDER THE CUT you’ll find some disney heroine sentence starters. if you’re interested in being sent some, please reblog !! 

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diiscotheque‌: 

“you graduated ?” persephone asks. hazel eyes scan over archer. he looks incredibly young - much younger than her. he must just have one hell of a baby face. her interest is grabbed at the prospect of other hogwarts alumni wandering around port vista. if she could find ben, penny, or rowan she would feel a lot more at ease. confusion washes over her as she’s asked what a sixth year is. “uh.. how do you not know that ?” persephone asks, a semi awkward chuckle pushing out through her nose. “you know.. sixth year.. n.e.w.t.s. and such.. how could a student who has graduated not know ? she shrugs. suddenly this all feels very, very strange. “i remember being about sixteen or so … ? but i’m eighteen now.” 

i remember being about sixteen. it’s almost too much for him to hear. sixteen. she doesn’t remember graduating, becoming an auror- she doesn’t even remember meeting remus. archer’s stomach sinks low. in her mind he’s nearly a decade away. for a moment he stares at her. heartbroken. but once he realizes how it looks, he’s quick to force a monalisa smile on his freckly face. he’s still happy- she’s alive, after all. but he’s so let down. “sixth year was one of my favorites. but seventh was better because i became hufflepuff’s head boy.” archer explains. his eyes fall down to his coffee. this is a mistake. and it isn’t fair. 

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plasticdontshine‌:

“what? smooth as a baby’s bottom?” she chuckled. “of course i’ve heard  that expression. but a baby’s ass? c’mon… that’s a little less mainstream…” ariel might have been clueless with slang, but she knew age-old phrases. mostly. “i feel like the fake there is still some essence of serial killer vibes in that is concerning,” she joked. she was still surprised with how obsessed he was with her skin, but… at least it was flattering, or could be considered as such. “i mean, you don’t have to come. you could find someone else to throw over the fence. someone who needs significantly less sunscreen.”

“that’s what i said ! just with... slightly more colorful flair. it’s the same thing ! mainstream is boring- wait. nevermind. i sound like someone i would block on twitter.” he scoffs. “yeah, well. serial killers look like normal people so you’re better off being skeptic anyway, ca-a-a girl i’ve never met before.” elijah clears his throat and runs a hand through his silky locks. “if you don’t want to go swimming, i won’t force you but i really don’t mind waiting. i don’t know how i feel about ‘throwing’ you, though.”