strange luminous beings

call me petra, if you pleasenineteen years old a writer a dreamer a helluva mess

[visenyatargaryn]

You are a daughter of fangs and steel. What are you meant for, if not to rule? Be the best, the strongest, the smartest, the most deadly and the most cunning. The most worthy.

For @victorvaale, Happy Birthday! ♥

[peterwrites-blog1]

Maybe I love too much               and maybe I show too little.                            r.m drake

[peterwrites-blog1]

“Doubt thou the stars are fire;                   Doubt that the sun doth move;                   Doubt truth to be a liar;                  But never doubt I love.”

[peterwrites-blog1]

NAME/ALIAS: petra INTERESTED IN APPLYING FOR/WANT TO SEE POSTED: all ??? of ??? them ??? FAVOURITE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS: mara dyer, leslie knope, ophelia A QUOTE OR SONG LYRIC YOU LOVE: Lethargy got a hold of me /  And I don't know how to shake it / Got these itchy feet for a change of scene / Do anything to escape it -- lethargy, bastille FAVOURITE NOVEL: anything by megan abbott ONE FUN FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: i’m that basic sorority girl everyone thinks they know lmao that ain’t even a lie SOMETHING YOU’RE EXCITED FOR AVRPG: seeing all of these characters be brought to life A GIF THAT DESCRIBES WHO YOU ARE:

[theatomicboom-deactivated202112]

“too little too late” by jojo was way too raw for 11 year old me to handle honestly who hurt her

[peterwrites-blog1]

what a shame it is to look as if you have it all under control – a smile frozen on your face, eyes gazing forward in an unwavering stare. you wish only to square your shoulders and keep your chin raised high but you can’t. you know it. they know it. all that is asked of you is to sit still, look pretty. if only you could raise your fists high, if only you could be fairly compared to those around you.

[peterwrites-blog1]

Whenever Paul does a technical challenge.

Mary: So, what's this, Paul?

Paul: When I was an assassin for the Bratva, I had an assignment that had me tracking a disgraced general through the wilds of Siberia. As I found him, we shared a drink of medovukha, he related to me how he had catered for the grand parties of the rich and famous, and showed me how to make this delicate, complicated dessert before I snapped his neck and left him there in the snow.

Mary: ...

Paul: In the spirit of that, I've left the bakers a blank piece of paper as an instruction, and they only have half the ingredients they need. I intend to judge them as harshly as possible and pull them up on even the slightest mistake. They need to be perfect.

Mary: ...

Paul: Also, this dish involves ice-cream, and I have given it to them on the hottest day of the year. One hour in, I will release seven starving lions into the tent. They have been conditioned to react violently to improper proofing.

Mary: Well, they look lovely, let's dig in.

[lrueirgyhkity45htikiu6-deactiva]

“She’s been breaking into your broom shed in the garden since the age of six and taking each of your brooms out in turn when you weren’t looking,”

[kristensource]

Kristen Stewart in red/bordeaux🌹

[canthinkofaurl-deactivated20221]

goddess

[jess-woods-deactivated20160802]

[martywrites]

PESTILENCE whispering, ‘i am in your veins. try to scrub me out, i dare you.’ like a sickness worming its way around your spine, i embed myself into the very caverns of your thoughts. they haven’t found a cure for me yet. WAR waging against you as though i was born into havoc, and maybe i was. but we’ve been shouting since dinner and now the clock screams midnight. did you honestly think i would let you triumph? this kitchen is a battefield and i do not know the meaning of loss. FAMINE withdrawing myself like your heroin. i disappear at a moment’s notice to leave you crawling, writhing, aching. can you feel my absence in the way your teeth chatter? ghosts leave cold spots and so do i. DEATH waking to your missed calls as i lay coiled in the bedsheets with another. did i not make it clear that i am apathy incarnate? your heart is a match and, honey, all i know how to do is burn.

i am my own book of revelations, they call me apocalypse | s.t. (via martywrites)

[reynaarellano]

character posters: the foxhole court ↳ jeremy knox

[heartcountry]

hope your days get softer from here on out. hope the hurt lessens and the dark turns to light. you deserve gentleness and good love. I hope it finds you soon.

[debnamcareyonly]

Alycia Debnam-Carey attends the Chanel Fine Jewelry Dinner in honor of Keira Knightley and debut of the Jewel Box at Bergdorf Goodman in New York on September 6, 2016.

[maurypovichofficial]

getting a controversial message from an anon that you agree with but knowing you can’t publish it or it’ll start shit so you just stare at it and it stares right back at you 

well this social situation isn’t going the way i acted it out in the shower

im embarrassing and boring and im sorry