#endstiel

[hawkeyefrommash]

@endstiel; that's an entirely fair assessment tbh 1 - hufflepuff

[hawkeyefrommash]

1 47 51

thank u bro 

1. [three] things that make you happy

the orange mango juice my mum buys sometimes

when the bus comes at the same time as i get to the stop

when people react strongly to something i’ve written

47. What's your favourite emoticon?

idk about favourite but i think my most used are [knife emoji] or [eyes emoji]

51. Who would play you in the movie telling the story of your life?

can i say elise bauman? probably elise bauman

send me #s!

[diamonddogz]

a playlist for femme fatales

Muse by OCADCastle by HalseyRaise Hell by Brandi CarlileChick Habit by April MarchI Eat Boys like You For Breakfast by Ida Maria

[hawkeyefrommash]

Playlist: Music I Can Strut Through the City To While Giving the Bird to Creeps That Catcall Me (Im not bitter what are you talking about)

New Romantics by Taylor Swift

Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Lorde

Rumour Has It by Adele

Short Skirt Long Jacket by Cake

Boom Clap by Charlie XCX

send me a playlist title

[hawkeyefrommash]

I liked the aesthetic of my walk home today

[anastiel]

endstiel replied to your post “I really wanna makeout with a lady, that’s all. Is that too much to...”

I volunteer as tribute

okay ;)

[hawkeyefrommash]

fireplace sweater pumpkin pie and elm :)

i’ve answered three of those but i’ll do the other :)

a favorite comfort food

orange/mango sparkling drink

fries

chocolates

send me fall asks

[hawkeyefrommash]

doesn’t have to be magic // r.a.

sometimes falling in love isn’t poetry - not in the traditional sense.

you’re poetry and so is she and together you make some kind of twisted verse, like something from a thematic poem where the birds mean everything will be okay and your curtains symbolize your emotions

except the birds just mean it’s morning and your curtains are blue because that’s all they had at the thrift store and you’d give anything to read her emotions so easily that you could pull lines and write an essay about them.

and you love her, because you aren’t entirely sure what to do with your hands and she breaks your heart because that’s what she’s learnt to do with hers.

it doesn’t leave you scared and it doesn’t leave you feeling like the subject of a young adult romance novel and it doesn’t change anything about the world around you. but it still meant something; it meant something.