make me choose » anonymous asked Rachel Gatina or Taylor James

You can see all my broken pieces painted on the walls.

katherinesage:

"Adrian, I know things are bad between us, and maybe I have no right to ask, but I need a favor. It’s about Veronica."

There was no hesitation. “What do you need?”

"Can you come over to Amberwood? I need you to help me break curfew and escape my dorm."

There were a few moments of silence. “Sage, I’ve been waiting two months to hear you say those words. You want me to bring a ladder?”

The Indigo Spell, Chapter 23

Killing things that need killing is kind of our job. Last I checked, taking pleasure in that is not a crime.

The Vampire Diaries Exclusive: Bonnie and Damon’s Comic-Con Plea [x]

Emilia Clarke in the Game of Thrones S4 bloopers

But I suppose we all play parts.

mythology meme | [2] mythological objects : pandora’s box

Pandora’s curiosity got the best of her, and one day she opened that box. Out came plagues and misery and mischief. She managed to shut the lid tight before hope escaped. It’s the only weapon we have left to fight the others.

Natalie Dormer for GQ (x)

Twilight Chapters - Chapter 1: First Sight

Edward Cullen’s back stiffened, and he turned slowly to glare at me – his face was absurdly handsome – with piercing, hate-filled eyes. For an instant, I felt a thrill of genuine fear, raising the hair on my arms. The look only lasted a second, but it chilled me more than the freezing wind.

The Impala, of course, has all the things other cars have… and a few things they don’t. But none of that stuff’s important. This is the stuff that’s important: the army man that Sam crammed in the ashtray - it’s still stuck there. The Legos that Dean shoved into the vents - to this day, heat comes on and they can hear ‘em rattle. These are the things that make the car theirs - really theirs. Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed, ‘cause it’s the blemishes that make her beautiful.   

mythology meme | [1] mythology : greek

There once was a time when the mortals did sing
Of old King Poseidon, Lord of River, Sea and Spring.
To Aphrodite, they prayed when a love was unspoken.
In search of their soul mate, they left her a token.
In Temples they told of life’s worries and woes.
They asked Aries for strength, to vanquish their foes.
And Mother’s they begged at the day’s final light,
For Demeter to watch over sleeping children at night.

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