harry potter [part 2] | text posts
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harry potter [part 2] | text posts
my grandpa used to water the plants every week and there was a lil frog that would come out and croak until my grandpa sprinkled some water on him and he loved that frog so much
(photo by wolfdoglife)
Samus 2013 by Vincent Vernacatola
This is my favourite Breaking Bad photo ever because it reminds me of that post of the fight in parliment that’s as “well-composed as the best renaissance art.” Look at everyone. There is not a bad pose in this photo. This is glorious and needs to be in a museum.
You’re absolutely right
Necklaces by Baku Forest Studio on etsy
So I had 2 designs I really wanted to use and I ended up with another sidestory…sorta. Basically a human girl named Kilani finds this angel’s ring washed up on the beach, puts it on and ends up having to share her body with this grumpy gazillion year old angel named Theta from an extinct class until she can get herself a new one. (Kilani I designed. Theta’s design I adopted from basilicca on FA )
“Do you have a name?” asked Gerta. “I do,” said the raven. Gerta waited. The raven fluffed its beard. “I am the Sound of Mouse Bones Crunching Under the Hooves of God.” Gerta blinked a few times. “That’s…quite a name.” “I made it myself,” said the raven, preening. “I stole the very shiniest words and hoarded them all up until they made something worth having. Sound and God were particularly well-guarded. Crunching I found in a squirrel nest, though.” “May I call you Mousebones?” asked Gerta. “It’s…a lot to say all at once.” It was hard for a creature with a beak to scowl, but the raven managed, mostly with the skin around its eyes. “I suppose,” it said. “If you must.” “Mine’s Gerta,” said Gerta. “There’s your problem right there,” said Mousebones. “Much too short and not enough in it. I don’t know how you expect to become anything more than you are, with a name like that.”
Fragment of a work in progress (via fuckyeahursulavernon)
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sǣkonungr
he pretends that
the thing she dragged out of the lake a year later
isn’t him anymore
(she knows better)
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