Ronan: The World Didn’t Have Words To Measure Hate. There Were Tons, Yards, Years. Volts, Knots, Watts.

A walk through Cabeswater

creative activities

all kinds of origami

friendship bracelets

learn to crochet

learn to knit

make a blanket nest

make a comfort box

make a grounding box

make a mixtape

make a nebula

make bath bombs

make candles

make glitter jars

make lipstick out of crayons

make old t-shirts into new totes

make printable posters

make your own font

microwave mug snacks

musical squares

nail art tutorials

quote graphics

virtual bubble wrap

weave silk patterns

Desert flower bowlarama, just for fun.

Lord of the Rings is so complicated because we don’t just have canon vs not canon we have

was-in-the-trilogy book canon

contradicting from a different book canon

movie-verse canon

Tolkien mentioned it in a letter once canon

Christopher Tolkien speculated canon

fanon

wikipedia accepts it as canon even though it’s not 100% sure canon

like how are you even supposed to keep track of all that

The thing I love most about Valentine’s Day (perhaps the only thing I love about it) is making cheesy YA novel valentines. This year’s batch is Raven Cycle themed! Tired of chocolates and flowers? Why not treat yourself to a book about deadly kisses! <3

Adam lived in an apartment located above the office of St. Agnes Catholic Church, a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of Ronan’s worship into one downtown block.

The Infernal Devices

In six words: I’m in love with Will Herondale

In five words: Wish I was a Shadowhunter

In four words: Never trust a duck

In three words: He’s my parabatai

In two words: Demon Pox

In one word: Feels

Magnus: I'm angry at you for trying to kill me and feeding off my feelings for Alexander and stealing my home boy Smedley's memories

Asmodeus: Hi angry at you for trying to kill me and feeding off my feelings for Alexander and stealing my home boy Smedley's memories, I'm dad

Awwwww. Same to you, fellow dork the-panda-princess

Reblog if your best friend is pretty.

sometimes i try to scroll past this but then i feel guilty

Gasoline by Halsey reblog if u agree