I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.She/her pronouns please.
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"He loves it, I swear!" #RileyAaron #auntytime #babycurls #whataface
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#peacock #franklinparkzoo #zoo #zoonewengland
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This kid's going to be a giant. #baby #RileyAaron #babyfeet #footprints #bigfeet
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Love the looks I get from company visitors when I drink my morning tea. #twinings #earlgrey #tea #tardis #doctorwho #fredandfriends #mrtea #work
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Anxiety dresses in the skin of other diseases and taunts you with negative test results. It tells you you're dying while the world tells you you're fine.
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A patronus, Harry tells Hermione, is acing a test and the warmth of a butterbeer between your hands. It is your friends holding you when you fall, and Ron’s sparkling eyes when you whisper hi. And there’s an otter, swimming, and Hermione is blushing.
A patronus, Harry tells Ron, is Ginny’s shaky smile lighting up the world at the end of second year. It is winning the Quidditch World Cup, unwrapping yet another knitted jumper, and your startled surprise at the sight of Hermione punching Draco in the face. And there’s a dog, chasing the otter, and Ron is laughing.
A patronus, Harry tells Luna, is the feeling of starlight on your skin and grass between your bare toes. It is snow melting through your fingers, the magic your mother used to make, something singing in your heart when you stare at the impossible. And there’s a hare, jumping, and Luna is shining.
A patronus, Harry tells Cho, is Marietta shouting the lyrics of her favourite song, dancing in the rain during a storm. It is the look on Cedric’s face when he saw you at the Yule Ball, his hand holding yours and never letting go. And there’s a swan, sliding, and Cho is crying.
A patronus, Harry tells Seamus, is Dean’s funny expression when he is about to burst into laughter and the sound of a explosion that turns out right. It is the fireworks, bright flowers blossoming in the night sky; and the fire burning in your lungs as you fly. And there’s a fox, running, and Seamus is smirking.
A patronus, Harry tells Ginny, is the world expanding underneath you and the wind playing with your hair. It is dancing and laughing until there are tears on your cheeks, Molly’s disapproving voice and Arthur’s amused eyes after one of the twins’ pranks. And there’s a horse, flying, and Ginny is grinning.
A patronus, Harry thinks, is that weird feeling that lives in his chest when the Room of Requirement glows silver, speaking of times when the world was golden.
#Harry potter#hermione granger#ron weasley#luna lovegood#cho Chang#seamus finnigan#ginny weasley#patrons#writing#beautiful
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Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
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What if Hufflepuff is actually the stoner house at Hogwarts
I mean,
Hufflepuff. HUFF le PUFF.
They’re mostly considered nice and peaceful.
They live right by the kitchen.
Their head of house teaches herbology.
“Badger” is exactly the kind of animal a stoner would come up with.
Slytherins obviously do cocaine.
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no but bi harry deliberately fucking with ron like they’re at christmas dinner or w/e and harry just goes “you know ron i’m in love with your sister and everything but if bill was single…goddamn. i’d go there”
bill winks across the table at harry
ron screams
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LISTEN [ X ]
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you held me so tight my pieces came together.
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beccalaytyo I recommend tattrx.com and searching based on the art style that you want. That's how I found my artist noel'le longaul (whom I LOVE). However, they're based in Western MA, which is a hike for you. But it's a great resource and you can search by location, too. I found that looking based on style can connect you with an artist who is willing to help build a design. For my giant arm piece (it's nearly a half-sleeve) I brought in seven pages of notes on the things I liked and wanted to incorporate and they worked to build something from that. My philosophy is pick an artist that you like for their original stuff and work with them, rather than going in with a very specific design (which can sometimes be restrictive creativity-wise). You want an artist, not someone who is good at tracing. Also, don't be afraid to walk out of a consultation without booking. That's what it's for. If you're not feeling it, chances are you don't want the person touching/stabbing you for hours anyway. (Also, apologies for the shitty formatting. I'm on mobile.)
what do i want my space/ocean tattoo to be someone help me with this
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Ohhh my I need this in my next one! Now I need to think of something I want to get with color....
I discovered a way of using my little bitty liner needles to use color in a way that’s finally exciting me! Feeling like Kimbo and I opened up some new territory today.
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I hate/love the look in Bucky's eyes in this scene. Because as soon as Steve says that it just clicks for him and I can't decide if Bucky looks terrified or heartbroken or just absolutely out of his mind, period. Maybe a combination of both, but either way, something has just snapped into place or shattered completely inside him and it's just my absolute favorite part of the whole movie even though I want to curl up and die every single time. Someone hold me.
“You’re my mission.”
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