let me face my fears

♔ hi i'm kezia! [kay-sha]/26/ canada/141092. ENFP, writer, artist, dreamer. JILL is my little sis and my bff. personal/shitpost/multifandom. beautiful people, anime/manga, cartoons, video games, magic, superheroes & zombies rule this blog.

[pavusdorian]

Fenris or Dorian ↳ requested by anon.

[smilecapsules-deactivated202106]

Happy One Year Anniversary! AVENGERS: ENDGAME April 26, 2019

[loumovies]

Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

[godzillabreath]

spooky kelpie (commission for Jace)

[marhaba-maroc-algerie-tunisie]

Morocco

[lordthundercox-deactivated20180]

Ain’t much in this world the uneases me but those conical towers of spice have me on the edge.

[gaelic-galpal]

hey guys mind if i turn on my fan it’s pretty warm in here

[loremerchant]

[pipasyrup]

you ever dip your entire oreo in milk except for the part where youre holding it and feel like thetis dipping newborn achilles into the river styx leaving him invulnerable everywhere except for his heel

[leahberman]

terraforming

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[miyakuli]

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Artist : SeerLight (DA / IG)

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[brolinjosh]

#chaotic energy in this scene i’m living

bonus:

[mads-schubert]

The Return

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Felt like making a celebratory MCR piece, which turned into making a poster to hang up so I can wake up every morning with a reminder there’s something to look forward to in 2020.

[momentofmemory]

steve rogers + you are not enough.

[wildfairy]

The marigolds know your name and hum it back to me like a hymn. In a garden full of secrets, you never know whose words are dripping poison. I spin you something holy, draw the line at depicting you god- like. You’re a boy and your body is held like a trigger. My hands are clumsy and my mouth is shameless. Months after you nail your vanishing act, I will still be resurrecting you in my art. Years from now they will find the blue thread tangled beneath my skin. You, as a robin’s egg king. My marigold eyes never seeing you as anything less than the space the sun won’t stop touching. Red in the center, sliced open cherries, spilling out across my tongue. I hold my breath, call you magician, feign surprise when the dove flocks out with a broken neck.

Marigolds, Angelea Lowes (via angelealowes)

[wildfairy]

“he was the first boy that made you brave enough to openly want something. you bloomed like chrysanthemums under his hands. spun yourself gold. hung the sun from your tonsils. every time you opened your mouth, you wrote him into light. told him, i don’t see the dark, i only hear the birds. made him the muse, turned yourself martyr. loved him until your face turned blue. until your spine became wishbone. your body turned meadow. grew in the midst of a frost. shook off the ice crystals and opened your mouth. showed him the sun. reminded him of the songbirds. promised to keep being the light if he promised not to swallow the dark.”

— Chrysanthemums, Angelea Lowes

[wildfairy]

2019

[somnolentsuggestions]

the idea that this is all you’re going to get is so false . you will meet kinder people, you will find a place where you belong. there will always be new things to be loved by & if you aren’t being loved right now all it means is that better love is in your future

[zhirley]

Christmas was coming.

One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.

[tomolland]

You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.