I Lay With You In My Dreams

мы разные. мое отсутствие тебя не беспокоило, а твое — меня убивало.

Fanfiction writers be like:

"here's the immensely time consuming 100K word novel-length passion project I'm working on between my real life job and family! It eats up hundreds of hours of my one and only life, causes me emotional harm, and I gain basically nothing from it! Also I put it on the internet for free so anyone can read if they want. Hope you love it!" :)

i just know henry winter would have the most atrocious blue eyed stare

day at the museum

insp. // it’s so fyodor coded i had to draw it

I can feel Henry Winter in this song.

You know you’re fucked up when Regulus Black is your comfort character

God💫hates💫me

Regulus always dreamt of a tiny apartment with a balcony, preferably in the middle of the city near a neighborhood filled with elderly people, so he could sit every morning and people watch with a cup of coffee

When Remus curls his arms around his waist and comments on how beautiful miss Mary's flowers look this morning, everything clicks into place

He made it out

He's not cold anymore