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Show & Tell
$LAYYYTER
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Xuebing Du
The Bowery Presents
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@thebestofthe3musketeers
List of movies you should watch
(In no particular order)
1. Fantastic Mr. Fox
2. Submarine
3. The Fight Club
4. Howl’s Moving Castle
5. Moonrise Kingdom
6. Moon
7. Billy Elliot
8. Drive
9. The Grand Budapest Hotel
10. Princess Mononoke
11. The Fifth Element
12. The World’s End
14. The Royal Tenenbaums
15. Little Miss Sunshine
16. Cloud Atlas
17. Kill Bill
18. Amelie
19. The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
20. Source Code
21. John Wick
22. Big Fish
23. Mad Max: Fury Road
BOOKS I READ IN 2018 → To Kill a Kingdom by Alexandra Christo
“Love is a word we scarcely hear in the ocean. It exists only in my song and on the lips of the princes I’ve killed. And I have never heard it from my mother’s mouth.”
Me: “I love slow burning romances in my books!”
Also me: “JUST FUCKING KISS EACH OTHER FOR FUCKING HELL’S SAKE”
puppies, puppies, puppies, puppies
we were raised together. we played together. we fought together.
Marichat May - Day 3- Adopted Cat.
A bit late… but I’ve been busy. *coughs*
“I’ll be your knight for tonight’s ball, princess…”
Gifset Series: Miraculous Ladybug Ships: Marichat (Marinette & Chat Noir) Gifset Series for: @official-ladyblog Miraculous Ladybug
Adrein is the fangirl in me
*internally screams*
okay but nobody loves thomas astruc more than me right in this moment
A short summary of Sapotis
Ladybug: Okay Alya, you’re done helping us. Now I need you to return the miraculous like you promised.
Alya: *haha bish you thought*
Pads was SIRIOUSLY jealous at the beginning.
(This was supposed to be a single illustration, with Sirius and Moony behind James and Lily. But I found James and lily too cute to be “disturbed” by the poor jealous padfoot so this why I made two different illustrations.)
(I want to thank the sweet @80s-addict for the suggestions and the inspiration )<3
Details for my Magisterium dining with @hollyblack – art by @tanaudel
Stydia (2011-2017): first and last appearances
“Tessa.” Her heart stopped. A great wave of lurching dizziness passed over her, and for a moment she wondered if she were going mad, if after so many years the past and the present had blended within her memories until she could no longer tell the difference. For the voice she heard was not the soft, silent voice-within-her-mind of Brother Zachariah. The voice that had echoed in her head once a year for the past one hundred and thirty years. This was a voice that drew out memories stretched thin by years of recollection, like paper unfolded and refolded too many times. A voice that brought back, like a wave, the memory of another time on this bridge, a night so long ago, everything black and silver and the river rushing away under her feet… Her heart was pounding so hard, she felt as if it might break through her rib cage. Slowly she turned, away from the balustrade. And stared. He stood on the pavement in front of her, smiling shyly, hands in the pockets of a pair of very modern jeans. He wore a blue cotton jumper pushed up to the elbows. Faint white scars decorated his forearms like lacework. She could see the shape of the rune Quietude, which had been so black and strong against his skin, faded now to a faint imprint of silver. “Jem?” she whispered, realizing why she had not seen him when she’d been searching the crowd for him. She had been looking for Brother Zachariah, wrapped in his parchment-white robe, moving, unseen, through the throng of Londoners. But this was not Brother Zachariah. This was Jem.
