#kctiebell

[poirot]

the theory of everything!

never seen | want to see | terrible | boring | okay | good | great | a favorite

put a film in my ask box

[sinegards]

dominique weasley — “you may say i’m a dreamer, but i’m not the only one”

[merryluna-blog1]

 F L E U R  D E L A C O U R 

“I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be difficult to find, and impossible to forget.“

[harrypotthr]

Emma Watson

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANNAH 💕 @spookynomaj

[kctsukiyuuri]

 P E T U N I A  E V A N S

“You keep a lot to yourself because it’s difficult to find people who understand.”

[fleur]

i’m so sorry about the wait! life swallowed me up, but i’ve finally got my winners! once again this was such a hard decision! so, really don’t be disheartened if you weren’t picked this month because there were honestly so many wonderful blogs who could all easily have won!

W O R D S

winner; @kctiebell

runner-ups; @jilydying

E D I T S

winner; @diejily

runner-ups; @andrumedas

B L O G

winner; @ripregulus

runner-ups; @delacouvr

congratulations, you lovely beings! a reminder of your prizes are under the cut! and again, tysm to everyone who entered, there really were so many good blogs that this was almost stressful oml, too much perfection 💕

+follow if not already!

spot on my updates tab for the entire month of october

a permanent spot on my hall of fame

mention in my next botm

for winner: weekly promos during october runner-ups: up to 3 promos upon request during october

i will queue from your blogs, especially focusing on your original content!

[jilyss]

GOT HER WHOLE FAMILY

[ravenbcys-remade]

graphic design is my passion

hi guys!! yesterday, i hit 700 followers (which might not seem like many to a lot of you, but it’s a lot to me), and i figured i should do something to celebrate, so i’m doing mini archive moodboards and blogrates!! (yikes that sentence was too long) (anyway)

rules:

- mbf this luna enthusiast - rebagel this post - send me an ask with your favorite animal for a blograte - send me an ask with something you’re excited about for an archive moodboard! - you can do both!

pls don’t let this flop

(br format under the cut)

url : dgi sorry | not my style | cool | amazing! | how??? icon : dgi sorry | not my style | cool | amazing! | brb stealing it right now mobile theme : dgi sorry | not my style | cool | amazing! | i’m in love?? desktop theme : dgi sorry | not my style | cool | amazing! | it’s my new theme posts : dgi sorry | not my style | cool | amazing! | i’m queueing everything following : no(t yet!) | now | ofc! | you can’t escape me comments : 

[annbeth]

endless list of favourite characters → ginevra molly weasley

the thing about growing up with fred and george, is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve

[jeaanmoreau]

arti!! congrats you deserve all of it and so much more! can i get ☀️ + 🌻? mbti is infj, sexuality is straight, selfie tag is /tagged/selfies & hp fandom? thank you!!

THIS IS RIDICULOUSLY LATE BUT LOVE ME ANYWAY

☀️ i ship you with oliver wood

you have to find somebody as passionate as you are about making a difference in your area of interest, and oliver will match your fire with his own. he will be the extrovert to your introvert, will be so busy with a life of his own that you won’t feel suffocated, but will bring to you stories of his day and you will both appreciate being able to talk to one another about what inspires each of you. as an infj you will need to know that he is there for the long run, and oliver will have no trouble making you feel loved and appreciated. you will bring sponteniety and vibrance to his life and make him smile when he’s feeling too much stress and pressure

i hope you enjoy the character i created inspired by you; you can find the post here!

for my (old ass) 2.3k celebration

[quaffles]

Ronald Bilius Weasley - “Don’t let the muggles get you down!”

for the @dadefensenet - get to know the members, favorite character event!! and as a celebration of joining the @ronbweasleynet (bc I love ron!)

[kuroshuuu]

EEP I GET A TAG I'M SO HONORED BLESS UP you can pick do you want "boba dor" or "boba queen" for my tag??? i'm the boba princess btw cHOOSE YOUR WEAPON

im oFC THE BOBA QUEEN, KNEEL B4 ME PEASANT 

oh wait ur the princess so doesnt that make u my daughter???? but uhhh my weapon would probably milktea so there

[merryluna-blog1]

L U N A   L O V E G O O D 

“You can laugh! But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!”

[harrypotthr]

My Creations ↠ url edit for @kctiebell

join my celebration!

[kctsukiyuuri]

  P A N S Y  P A R K I N S O N  ↳ “but, he’s there! potter’s there! someone grab him!”

[mermaeids]

we were the happy faces of a saltwater-stained yearbook page come to life. we were the kind of strawberry sweet that makes your teeth hurt— the sweaty hand-holding and hurried kisses of every teenager’s fever dreams. we walked by the graffiti-spattered rock— which was smoke-stained and blackened with desire— and down the stony path, to where the meadow met open air.   here is where i took him that windswept october afternoon, when the sunlight was honey dripping from the sky into our open palms. here, the slumber of the forest is interrupted by the live wires, the warning signs (do not touch), the shards of beer bottles underfoot, and the lingering scent of smoke.   we lay on the rocks, just close enough to the edge of the cliff for it to feel dangerous. i bit his lip and he sighed into my neck, and all the birds flew away.   we were in love— or at least that’s what we told everyone— and on days like this one, it felt like the truth. our love, i thought— wrapped up in him— could burn down this forest, and we would laugh.   on the way home we saw the future waiting for us like a long white road ahead. our entwined hands swung back and forth, counting down the seconds until promises of forever would turn sour on our tongues, and time would make liars of us both. but the day was sweet (the bees sang with hope), and i had no reason to worry.   then winter whittled down the autumn days until the sun was forced to surrender to snow-laden clouds. and he grew tired; he grew distant. i could feel him slipping through my fingers, and my heavy bones couldn’t carry him back to me. i was sleeping in hospital beds, and he was smothered by outside expectations. and i could see him becoming afraid but he never told me why. and it ate at him from the inside until he was dust on the wind.   we lasted three more seasons, and when autumn returned, both of our hearts were shattered things. after he left, i could still feel his breath in my ear, his lips on my ribs, his laughter tickling my forehead. i tried to wash his fingerprints from my skin— and within the depths of the splintered sunlight, i begged the river to take me home.    months walked by me, and i watched them go. i was a sketch left unfinished, an outline of a girl who was once painted in love. five months after he left, i woke up at 3 AM because i could feel the moon staring at me. ('was it real?' it whispered.) i crawled across my bedroom floor to the closet where i'd hidden away all the photos of us. i saw his face and ripped it in half. ('it was real,' i whispered.) 'he was real.'    today i walked to the cliff and ran my fingers through the air at the edge of the world, where he'd breathed life into me for the first time, and i closed my eyes, and let myself remember.

i am a shattered thing no more // jules c.