#*sobs 5ever*

[salty--alien]

I saw a dream of Billie last night and oh boy do I wish it had been real

[wielderofsiegfried-blog]

I am not ready for this Gauntlet...Both my husbands are in this banner...Just...Give me a Gauntlet where I don’t feel like a traitor. 

[cyborg-peacock]

I just remembered I was drawing pandoracorn Tim with Jack and somehow made him bigger but I didn't save and went off to do something and when I came back my computer restarted on its own and I lost the picture

[evilpenguinrika]

I’M WATCHING DC’S LEGENDS OF TOMORROW RN AND

STEIN SENT JAX BACK TO 2016 TO SAVE HIM

BUT BUT BUT

THINGS

WORDS

TEARS

I AM SHEDDING TEARS

OH MY GOD

[celestialprincesslulu-archi-blog]

{{ *reblogs a bunch of “Imagine if”

mY MIND IS TELLING ME NOOO

BUT MY BODDYYY

MY BODDDYYY IS TELLING ME YESSS

[oropherrrrr]

closed for daughteroferynlasgalen

It was that time again. 

Oropher got up from his chair with a sigh, sorrow settling over his heart like a blanket of lead, but as always, there was a strange sense of joy that accompanied it. It was odd, but somehow, going to see her comforted him... even if all ‘she’ was was a stony, still, blank version of the real thing. But, honestly, it felt as if she were really there... listening to him, smiling at his stories, rolling her eyes when he told her something stupid Caranthir had done. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but the thought of her spirit being there soothed him greatly.

Eru knows, I still need her...

He picked up the bouquet he’d made earlier. The flowers he’d left for her last time had surely withered and he wanted to make sure he replaced them with something bright and colourful. Something cheerful. Some roses, some pansies, some daffodils. A mess really, but he knew she’d like it. 

The palace was fairly quiet, with the distant noise of staff bustling about in the kitchens and his echoing footsteps the only real sounds. He made his way through the gardens, through the first few trees - head bowed, face drawn, eyes fixed on his feet.

The path to her statue twisted and turned, taking him deeper and deeper into the forest - but he knew the way like the back his hand. The clearing came into view and he sighed softly as her lovely face came into view. The meadow flowers had started to bloom and butterflies and bees danced lazily through the air. He smiled; the expression a mixture of sorrowful and loving, and knelt on the grass in front of her, the bouquet resting on his lap.

“Nostariel,” he said softly, letting out another sigh. “I have missed you, my star...”

[kittykitpanda]

So I was just thinking how we never see Sirius' patronus in the books and how that's partly because he probably can't produce one anymore. I will be sobbing in the corner.

[sofulloflightx-blog]