show me the stars

And Ginny, don’t call Ron a prat, you’re not the Captain of this team. Well, you seemed too busy to call him a prat and I thought someone should.

— (via t1cc)

by alayna jay

they are the cosmos come to rest in bodies of flesh and bone, with supernova eyes and black hole hearts, entire universes trapped inside. sometimes the stars leak through and worlds drip from their fingers like blood. they are careless destruction incarnate, all the secrets of space bound to earth in a form that can barely contain them, and even then not for long.

Floral Hogwarts Houses

no one wearing a crown comes in the name of peace

Soft Dies the Light (part one of five) /// inkskinned (via silver-tattoos)

Life gets better. Make sure you’re there to see it.

this is very important

you have such a beautiful character design

This trip doesn’t end when you get back home.