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deadpoets · 4 months
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PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS 1.02 | I Become Supreme Lord of the Bathroom
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leovaldezs · 2 months
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It’s always been fascinating to me how things can be simultaneously true and false, how people can be good and bad all in one, how someone can love you in a way that is beautifully selfless while serving themselves ruthlessly.
THE SEVEN HUSBANDS OF EVELYN HUGO— By Taylor Jenkins Reid
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delilahsbard · 2 years
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Actors are by nature volatile—alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster.
If We Were Villains, M. L. Rio
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jeremyknoxs · 28 days
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@lgbtqcreators creator challenge: literature, media from asia, gradient, magenta
he loves her. of this he’s certain. he loves her laugh; that sharp, sudden sound; the cynical laugh that always comes too quick, like it’s ripped out of her. he loves her quick, confident grin. he loves her resilience, her bravery, even her impulsiveness. she’s everything he’s not: unbound, reckless, free. he’s never known anyone like her. she terrifies him, and he loves her so much it hurts.
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buffyboyfriend · 2 years
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THE SEVEN HUSBANDS OF EVELYN HUGO.
i wondered if this was what it felt like to love someone. i already knew what it meant to be in love with someone. i’d felt it, and i'd acted it. but to love someone. to care for them. to throw your lot in with theirs and think, whatever happens, it’s you and me.
for @taylorjamie. happy birthday naina ♡
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parisakamali · 2 years
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book lovers, by emily henry
sometimes, even when you start with the last page and you think you know everything, a book finds a way to surprise you.
dedicated to @anthnybridgerton & @selwynkane  ♡
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oscarwilds · 2 years
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but when your entire world is shattering, a little bit of magic is...n o t h i n g.
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fictiondaily · 2 years
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@fictiondaily event ii: pride — patrochilles (the song of achilles)
I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
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langorion · 2 years
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@fictiondaily event ii: pride - the seven husbands of evelyn hugo by taylor jenkins reid
My Dearest CeCe, Please never forget that the sun rises and sets with your smile. At least to me it does. You're the only thing on this planet worth worshipping. All my love, Edward
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kagetatsumis · 1 year
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“Some say the heavens dictate the rise and fall of empires. Clearly, those peasants have never met me.”
—STRIKE THE ZITHER, Joan He
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vcnka · 2 years
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oh, he thinks. but history moves in such cruel circles.
fang runin and yin nezha: the poppy war, historical fiction. @pagesdaily​: event two — favourite genres.
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deadpoets · 5 months
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SPIRITED AWAY (2001) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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leovaldezs · 4 days
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"Actors are by nature volatile—alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster." — IF WE WERE VILLAINS. | M.L. RIO
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delilahsbard · 1 year
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What she needs are stories. Stories are a way to preserve one's self. To be remembered. And to forget. Stories come in so many forms: in charcoal, and in song, in paintings, poems, films. And books. Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, V. E. Schwab
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librarysource · 2 years
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            A n d r e w kissed him like this was a fight with their lives on the line, like his world stopped and started with Neil's mouth.
@librarysource event III: pride. - andrew minyard & neil josten, all for the game.
[in/sp.]
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fictionnet · 2 years
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@fictionnet event 05: Crossovers -> Fang Runin as an Inferni
I have become something wonderful, she thought. I have become something terrible. Was she now a goddess or a monster? Perhaps neither. Perhaps both.
[The Poppy War Trilogy x Grishaverse]
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