humansinthesky:

talking to a hot boy’s parents like, “I’m a big fan of your work”

There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity… He was one of them. What more is there to say?

Post Mockingjay  - Gale returns to District 12 to visit Katniss after a few years, but instead of seeing Katniss when he knocks on her door, he ends up meeting Peeta’s and Katniss’s kids.

(Source: unicorn-feelings)

Beauty and the Beast (1991) + scenery

And suddenly, it’s as if there’s no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible. […] No one seeing them could doubt their love.

(Source: trackerjabbers)

Both robbed of air, we both lie in one ground,
Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drowned.

asheathes:

MYTHOLOGY : ARES AND APHRODITE

Aphrodite was the goddess of love and beauty. With her exquisite features and pleasant smile she attracted many suitors, gods and mortals alike. However, she was married to the graceless and lame Hephaestus, the god of fire. Her true love was Ares, the god of war. Their child was the beautiful goddess Harmonia. One day while Aphrodite and Ares were together they were caught in an invisible but strong net forged by Hephaestus, and exposed to the ridicule and laughter of the other gods at Mt. Olympus. [x]

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I do not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII (via eternellementsensuelle)

Angelic rune; The first and most powerful rune given to Shadowhunters by the Angel Raziel.

(Source: claryyherondale)

The Darkest Minds tend to hide behind the most unlikely faces.

(Source: parbatais)