@mcquistonsource event 7: favorite red, white & royal blue scene
sometimes i think i keep coming because, no matter how many places i’ve been or people i’ve met or books i read, this place is proof i’ll never learn it all.
for @yukiyamamotos 🤍 / happy 2 years of red, white & royal blue
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character aesthetics + grishanet challenge one ♡ the darkling, the grisha trilogy.
“how could he be so cruel and still so human?”
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you’ve got the devil’s own blood in you, boy.
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Only here’s what I really, really want someone to explain to me. What if one happens to be possessed of a heart that can’t be trusted—? What if the heart, for its own unfathomable reasons, leads one willfully and in a cloud of unspeakable radiance away from health, domesticity, civic responsibility and strong social connections and all the blandly-held common virtues and instead straight toward a beautiful flare of ruin, self-immolation, disaster? Is Kitsey right? If your deepest self is singing and coaxing you straight toward the bonfire, is it better to turn away? Stop your ears with wax? Ignore all the perverse glory your heart is screaming at you? Set yourself on the course that will lead you dutifully towards the norm, reasonable hours and regular medical check-ups, stable relationships and steady career advancement, the New York Times and brunch on Sunday, all with the promise of being somehow a better person? Or—like Boris—is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?
— THE GOLDFINCH, Donna Tartt.
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@acotarnet survives quarantine: get to know the friends » favorite ships — feysand
I was his and he was mine, and we were the beginning and middle and end. We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.
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✦ @booksociety’s Villains and Antiheroes event: The Folk of the Air by Holly Black
“Cardan,” I try again. “You must not do this. I order you to pull yourself together. I command you to drink no more liquor and to attempt sobriety.”
“Yes, my sweet villain, my darling god. I will be as sober as a stone carving, just as soon as I can.” And with that, he kisses me on the mouth.
I feel a cacophony of things at once. I am furious with him, furious and resigned that he is a failure as High King, corrupt and fanciful and as weak as Orlagh could have hoped. Then there is the public nature of the kiss, parading this before the Court is shocking, too. He’s never been willing to seem to want me in public. Perhaps he can take it back, but in this moment, it is known.
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✧・゚:* Z o y a N a z y a l e n s k y for Franzi // @nazyalensky *:・゚✧
Fear is a phoenix. Words Liliyana had spoken to her years ago and that Zoya had repeated to others many times. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return. She would not be governed by her fear. She did not have that luxury.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE ♥
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protect at all costs
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