This is a hodge-podge collection of shit I reblog. Fandoms galore. Sometimes the tags are entertaining. Sometimes maybe not so much.

Real talk time, I will be flailing over my ships about 99% of the time, so just be prepared for that. You have been warned.

 

"Way I see it, we got two options. One, we take the easy way out. It’s quick and painless. I’m not a fan of option one. Two, we fight. There are a million ways we could’ve died today. And a million ways we could die before tomorrow. But we fight for every second we get to spend with each other. Whether its two minutes… or two days… we don’t give that up. I don’t want to give that up. My vote? Let’s just wait it out. You know, we can be all poetic and just lose our minds together."

(Source: hwoaarang)

moni158:

dean-bangs-cas-in-the-impala:

fozmeadows:

moni158:

Girl and her dragon growing up and growing old together and stuff. ( I picture dragons having very long lives so it would suck making human friends OTL ) It started as just the first pic but then I wanted to draw the dragon after it hatched and then it just continued from then on…

I am sure its by no means an original concept so I’m gonna add mine to the pile of mythical creature friendships  :)

I’m having a horrible artblock so I’m just finishing up doodles I did at work over 4-5 months ago or something OTL

I broke shell in your hands, as red as a poppy;

your love was a jewel,

your hair the first and only gold

I ever hoarded.

.

In winter, I grew to serpentine loops

in your warm arms;

you held me like coils of priceless silk

and told me our secret name

was trust.

.

later, we basked in the sun

by a sea so immesureably old

I forgot to notice that you, too, were ageing.

.

you taught me to fly with paper wings.

like a stringed kite, you were tethered

to an earth I only learned to leave

because your love bore me up

like a soaring thermal.

.

the first time your heart broke,

I held you close and wondered how it would feel,

when you broke mine.

.

years later, when your hair turned white as eggs. 

I carried you

as you once carried me, your bones as fragile

as the shell I’d long outgrown - 

.

and now you’re gone.

I cannot call you back.

I guard the earth that tethers you

and hope you’ll wait, my darling - 

only wait,

'till I am done.

Well fuck I didn’t need to start my morning with tears.

That poem *violent sobbing*

Adam Sandler singing a line from “Grow Old With You” from the Wedding Singer to Drew Barrymore 16 years later (x)

(Source: peetahales)

There are a million ways we should’ve died before today. And a million ways we can die before tomorrow. But we fight, for every second we get to spend with each other. Whether it’s two minutes… or two days. We don’t give that up. I don’t want to give that up.

(Source: biosshock)