love is a dangerous thing

To be honest, the tumblr witchcraft community taught me more than any book on witchcraft I ever read.

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You loved that woman, Vicomte. What’s more, you still do. Quite desperately. If you had not been so ashamed of it, how could you have treated her so viciously? – Christopher Hampton, Les liaisons dangereuses

MCR THINGS I WILL NEVER GET BORED OF:
  • the beginning of demolition lovers
  • the guitars in early sunsets over monroeville
  • “i photocopied all the things that we could be if you took the time to notice me”
  • ALL OF VAMPIRES WILL NEVER HURT YOU
  • the whispering(?) in helena
  • the vocal effect on the verses of give em hell kid
  • “but i get down with my friIIIIIIIIIEeeeEIEEEEEEEeeends”
  • “trust me, I’M NOOOOOOOOOOOT OOOOOOOOOKAAAAAAAAAAAY”
  • the bridge of i never told you what i do for a living
  • ALL OF LIFE ON THE MURDER SCENE
  • REVENGE ERA FRANK
  • RAY IN LIFE ON THE MURDER SCENE
  • the horn section on dead!
  • ALL OF WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE
  • ALL OF HOUSE OF WOLVES
  • “baby i’m just soggy from the chemo”
  • the harmonies at the end of cancer
  • “just sleeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP”
  • ALL OF DISENCHANTED
  • “awake and unafraid, ASLEEP OR DEEEEAAAAAAAAAAD”
  • ALL OF BLOOD
  • BLACK PARADE ERA GERARD
  • “i’ll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter”
  • “killjoys, MAKE SOME NOISE”
  • the guitar solo in na na na
  • the NA NA NA’s after the guitar solo
  • “GRAVITY” *guitars*
  • ALL OF SING
  • ALL OF TRAFFIC REPORT
  • ALL OF SAVE YOURSELF, I’LL HOLD THEM BACK
  • destroya ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (you know what i’m talking about)
  • DANGER DAYS MIKEY
  • ALL OF BOY DIVISION
  • ALL OF AMBULANCE
  • “the world is ugly, but you’re beautiful to me”
  • all of the tears i’ve cried during the light behind your eyes
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On today’s episode of Fernando is Extra… @judgynando

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princess and the pauper | pt.4

Falling in love is the most dangerous thing. I know it, because I’ve been through it and it hurts so bad.


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➤ angst angst angst (ya’ll)

➤ summary: royalty was no adventure to you. but when you find yourself in depths of the kingdom for the first time, you didn’t expect to find your favourite adventure in the heart of a pauper florist

➤ a/n: a week late BUT IM BACK so this isn’t the last ((for your own relief)) I will be working on a christmas special so ;) stay tuned bubz))

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3


It felt all too suffocating.

What was he thinking when he showed up at the ball, jittery fingers in his pockets as he meddled and toyed with the loose thread of his cuffs, biting his lips as he struggled to crane his neck all in hopes to see you.

God, Jimin felt so significantly weak when the proposal was announced, bestowed with practice, as if this was all planed out since the beginning. There was a spasm of emotions that overwhelmed him as he casted a gaze upon you the moment you searched his eyes in the crowd. The look of utter disbelief, loss and bafflement was splayed on your features, in the eyes that he once could trust his heart with.

He could have run up to you, take you in his hands and make a dash for the moonlight, away from the palace and the cruelty of this world that forbade the love of the princess and the pauper. But reality sank in when everything that surrounded him reminded himself that he could never do that.

This is where you belong. This entire palace is where your heart and soul is forever placed while his is cast away in the depths of the village town, hidden among the wild flowers. There was a long exchange of emotions as Jimin gave you a hard condescending look, one of deep agonizing realization before looking away and disappearing into the crowds before he makes another mistake of hoping.

He could here the distant calls of the prince, but Jimin was unfazed by it, maneuvering his way until he was choking on the stale air of Friday evening. With every swift step away from the crowd, away from the palace, away from you, the spectrum of thoughts that clouded him became too unbearable. With every slam of realization that hits him in the guts, he tries to hold back the tears. It became too apparent as to how vulnerable he was to love, how easy he was to hope to be with you, only to realize how impossible it was to begin with.

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