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[luciiferous]

heavenly machinery

there's nothing explicit under the censors but you can see the full version on [bluesky]

[indigostation]

I love him I love him

[nyxelestia]

Fanart by @linta_610 on Twitter and reposted to Tumblr with the artist's permission.

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[artsyunderstudy]

“This is what I deserve,” he says.

I shake my head. “Well, it isn’t what I deserve.”

[artsyunderstudy]

"You will never be as lovely as you are now. We will never be here again."

Illustration for One December Night

[johnwgrey]

"I just want him to shut up and stop talking like this. I just want him to get up and follow me out of here. I just want to be back at Watford in our room, knowing he's there, and that he isn't hurting anyone, and no one is hurting him."

Happy Snowbaz day!

[stillgotscars]

evermore - taylor swift

[kidovna]

thinking about him again

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[daisylambs]

[delilahs-artz]

I’d give him all that I am. I’d give him all that I was. I’d open up a vein.

I’d tie our hearts together, chamber by chamber.

- Wayward son, pg 223

[letraspal]

“Baz’s eyes are usually the kind of grey that happen when you mix dark blue and dark green together. Deep-water grey.”

“There’s nothing remarkable about Snow’s eyes. They’re a standard size and shape. A little pouchy. And his eyelashes are stubby and dark brown. His eyes aren’t even a remarkable colour. Just blue.”

[letraspal]

“The prettiest tree of all.”🎄

[taylorswift]

✨My name is Taylor and I was born in 1989 ✨

http://taylor.lnk.to/1989TaylorsVersion

[uroko]

♡ 

[daily-spooky]

[rainbowrowell]

It’s hard for me to believe now that when I started Carry On and wrote Agatha as being so disdainful of Ebb, I had no idea how their lives would wind together, or what lay head for Agatha. It seems so FATED now.

But even the scene where Agatha comes to Watford, at the end of Carry On, was a late addition. Agatha wasn’t part of the ending in my first draft. She was lying in her bed at her parents’ house, dreaming of Lucy Salisbury.

I kept thinking that I didn’t know what to do with Agatha — and then realizing that I had to do something with Agatha. And then she became absolutely essential to the larger story.

💛🐐💖