"[This is the story you asked for.] I leave it in your mouth."
Emma Donoghue, from Kissing the Witch (via the-final-sentence)
I love you enough..
To kill you.
Personally, I’m a fan of ignoring a problem until it eventually goes away.
Killian \ˈki-lē-ən \ Irish and Gaelic origins; a diminutive of the Irish-Gaelic “ceallach” meaning little warrior, strife, battle, conflict, war also: fierce
Jones \ˈjōnz \ English medieval and Welsh origins; Jones (literally “son of John”) is derived from the personal name John; ultimately from the Hebrew “Yochanan” and signifies gracious
And now, back in the small shed of his father’s work house, where the light fights it’s way though panels of ancient wood, Icarus cups his hands together, sees inside is darkness. (written by Emma.)
I… like Sailor Moon…
☽♡☾ Pagan, Viking, Nature and Tolkien things ☽♡☾
Grimm and Other Folk Tales
by Cory Godbey
"There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls."
George Carlin (via quotistic)
In a world full of strangers, you’ve become something more.
Freckles AU: The one where Dan is blind and meets Fernando
He raised his hands, brought them up where Fernando directed them, carefully laying them on his cheeks until Dan was cupping his face. He tried to breathe evenly, but couldn’t ignore how his heart had sped up a little. He wasn’t quite sure if Fernando had really realised how intimate this was going to be when he had given his consent, so he tried to start slowly. His fingers and palms barely brushing the skin at first, taking in the shaven cheeks, only the hint of stubble, a few hours old maybe, a day at most, skin warm and pleasantly dry. After a few moments during which Fernando didn’t react, didn’t twitch or back away or anything that indicated he felt uncomfortable, Dan relaxed a little and started his careful exploration.
What his carefully wandering fingertips found was a relatively slim face with even features. His fingers slowly followed the strong curve of the jaw, up to prominent but not too sharp, high cheekbones, trailing up to low lying, not too thin eyebrows. Tips of soft hair over the forehead brushing his knuckles. Down a very even, averagely large nose. The small, soft hollow right above his upper lip. A lush curve of the lower lip, a tiny dimple in his chin.
“Smile,” he asked quietly, and when Fernando complied, tiny creases formed on his cheeks and around his eyes.
Dan didn’t have a lot to compare, but he thought Fernando’s face was beautiful.