a place to put all my shit

sideblog to miiserably. made for dumping all my graphics/moodboards/aesthetics for when i don't want to clog up the dash. have a nice day, ask me first if you'd like to reblog something not specifically made for you.

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instagram edits -- moaning myrtle  -- myr. dream a little dream of me

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moodboard: moaning myrtle -- she’s spooky.

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can you believe what they’ve done to you?

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MOANING MYRTLE aesthetic | part ?/?. ↳ do you swear you’ll stay forever? even if her face don’t stay together? 

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MYRTLE & JON aesthetic | part 1/? | for @bornbastard ↳  they said goodbye, but continued talking. old love sparked like a flame that had been unfrozen.

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MYRTLE & JACK aesthetic | part 1/? | for @idlevalor ↳  all i know is that i must survive. i have promises to keep.

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DiMA aesthetic | part 1/? | for @synthuedo ↳  history has it’s eyes on you

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                                                            WE NEED TO TALK, TOMMY.                                                                     for @peakyblinder

weird, probably haunting and sometimes a little disturbing collection of songs because, jesus christ, they need to have a chat about what’s going on in their heads’

lily’s theme | alexander desplat // pairbond | gary schyman // nightmare | artie shaw // cohen’s masterpiece | gary schyman // young and beautiful | lana del ray // she’s like the swallow | lucia micarelli // la vie en rose | dodie clark // teenage dirtbag | scala & kolacny brothers // ladies in lavender | joshua bell // poor pretty jane | jane jane pollock // i put a spell on you | alice smith

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TOMMY SHELBY aesthetic | part 1/? | for @peakyblinder ↳    throw the bait, catch the shark, bleed the water red. fifty words for murder and i'm every one of them.

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DEXTER MORGAN  aesthetic | part 1/? | for @domesticoded ↳  she said ‘at night in my dreams, you dance on a tightrope of weird. but when i wake up, you’re so normal that you just disappear.’ 

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TARRANT HIGHTOPP  aesthetic | part 1/? | for @hiightopp ↳  many rooms to explore, but the doors look the same. 

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ADELLA ‘ADELINA’ TRITON  aesthetic | part 1/? | for @adellaenchanted ↳  she learned her hands on a fairy-tale, her mouth on a valentine. her voice is a string of colored beads, or steps leading into the sea.

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DANA SCULLY aesthetic | part 1/? | for @theskeptiic ↳   please, will you just hear me? i have never met anyone so passionate and dedicated to a belief as you. it's so intense that sometimes it's blinding. but there are others who are watching you, who know what i know and whereas i can respect and admire your passion, they will use it against you. mulder, the truth is out there but so are lies.

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JON ‘ALISTAIR THE ENCHANTER’ BOTTS & LADY MYRTLE CORBIN | gif aesthetics | ?/∞ | for @murdertrick ↳  we were made to be together. even if we weren’t made to be  h a p p y.

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MYRTLE & JONATHAN aesthetic | part 1/? | for @murdertrick ↳   alistair the enchanter’s immediate reaction upon meeting his future assistant was an internal declaration of: ‘well, fuck’.

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THOMAS & MYRTLE | gif aesthetics | ?/∞ | for @notfoul

↳ they will not write love songs about us because darling, we are not in love. but we do love each other.

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event aesthetics -- THE MYRDER aka ‘MULDER, I’M SCARED.’ | for @namespooky

the suspect’s name was tom riddle, and the shine he took to myrtle was the first indication something was wrong. he killed seven people with his snakes but only went up on charges for four of them, and that wasn’t including the swiftly buried evidence that he’d been breeding a giant snake in the sewer systems of queens, new york. the beast was dead, she shot it in the face until it stopped moving, but there was one viper left unaccounted. how it got into myr’s apartment --and indeed, how it knew to go there-- might never be explained by conventional science, but she was dead when found the next morning. her eyes were closed, she could’ve been sleeping were it not for the bite marks in her forearms and neck. she was transferring her notes from paper to verbal record just before her death, her last words were mulder, help me. mulder, i love you. mulder, i’m scared.