don’t bring anything to a knife fight

grimelords:

don’t even go everyone there has knives

dogfella:

*makes an original post and checks the notes every two minutes*

peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval? peer recognition? peer approval?

I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty, and Orion walks by and doesn’t speak.

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
(via oiseauperdu)

froekenpest:

fatherly advice™

I don’t know whether anyone’s done this already, but upon seeing this thing I just couldn’t resist applying the joke to the Malfoys

where’s Narcissa when you need her :’D, also, first time drawing Lucius!

glannniglaepur:

Steinunn: Wait-

Stefán: Don’t record this, Steina.

Steinunn: Stebbi, aren’t you gonna come inside?

Stefán: I’m not coming inside, dear, I’m gonna spend the night here.

Steinunn: Why?

Stefán: [scandalized] Why? I won’t let the baby plants be alone in the greenhouse, not for the first nights at least. Goodnight, dear. [to the plants] Hiiiiiiii