
it’s supposed to be an illustration for “Running On Air”, the most beautiful drarry fic I’ve ever read
“Me, myself and I want to know. Not to mention, my rabid readers.”
There was a flash of blinding green light and a rushing sound, as though a vast, invisible something was soaring through the air — instantaneously the spider rolled over onto its back, unmarked, but unmistakably dead
url edit for @auadakedavra — want one?
There’s a fire in you alone, made of soft, satin embers. - Arthur Rimbaud.