faheywylan

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VICIOUS | ( listen )

he felt himself crying. the dial went up. his hands ached where he gripped the table bars, crampedssss in place. the dial went up. he wished for the first time in his life that he blied in cased. the dial went up. he felt his heart skip a beat, felt it grind and then double. the dial went up. he heard a machine warn, then alarm. the dial went up. and everything stopped.

#lit #vicious

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— prologue, the raven king

#lit #aesthetic #trc #richard gansey

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FAVOURITE TRC FRIENDSHIPS: richard gansey iii & ronan lynch [2/6] “Did you get notes for me?“ “No”, Ronan replied,“I thought you were dead in a ditch.”

#lit #aesthetic #richard gansey #ronan lynch

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get to know me meme: [2/10] Favorite Female Characters  » Inej Ghafa

We meet fear. We greet the unexpected visitor and listen to what he has to tell us. When fear arrives, something is about to happen.

#lit #aesthetic #soc #inej ghafa

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✧ nina zenik … six of crows

requested by … @ravkaes

❝ She was the Queen of Mourning, and in its depths, she would never drown. ❞ insp.

celebrate 100 with me!

#lit #aesthetic #soc #nina zenik

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800 celebration: adam parrish or richard gansey iii for @sargentgansey​

Being Adam Parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. The most important thing to Adam Parrish, though, had always been free will, the ability to be his own master.

want one?

#lit #aesthetic #trc #adam parrish

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bang.

#lit #aesthetic #vengeful

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                           I realize that I’m happy even though I shouldn’t be, and the conflicting emotion only makes the moment more insane, more radiant, more immeasurable. The air tears at my face and makes my eyes water, and I lose track of where we are even though I know this town inside out, and all I can think of is that this might have been what that boy who flew away with E.T. felt like. Like I could die right now and it wouldn’t matter.

#lit #aesthetic #solitaire

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endless list of otps: Patroclus and Achilles (the Song of Achilles)

This, I say. This and this. The way his hair looked in summer sun. His face when he ran. His eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. This and this and this. So many moments of happiness, crowding forward. […] “I have done it,“ she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S. “Go,” she says. “He waits for you.”

#lit #aesthetic #tsoa

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Could it be because it reminds us that we are alive, of our mortality, of our individual souls- which, after all, we are too afraid to surrender but yet make us feel more miserable than any other thing? But isn’t it also pain that often makes us most aware of self? It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one’s burned tongues and skinned knees, that one’s aches and pains are all one’s own. Even more terrible, as we grow old, to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us. Our own selves make us most unhappy, and that’s why we’re so anxious to lose them, don’t you think?

#lit #aesthetic #tsh

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R E X C O R V U S , P A R A T E R E G I S C O R V I .

#lit #aesthetic #trc

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Could it be because it reminds us that we are alive, of our mortality, of our individual souls- which, after all, we are too afraid to surrender but yet make us feel more miserable than any other thing? But isn’t it also pain that often makes us most aware of self? It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one’s burned tongues and skinned knees, that one’s aches and pains are all one’s own. Even more terrible, as we grow old, to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us. Our own selves make us most unhappy, and that’s why we’re so anxious to lose them, don’t you think?

#lit #aesthetic #soc

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“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’ Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.” ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

#lit #aesthetic #tsh

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@sixofcrowsnet heist: personality traits the seven as tarot cards

“what bound them together? greed? desperation? was it just the knowledge that if one or all of them disappeared tonight, no one would come looking?” 

#lit #aesthetic #soc

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                           I realize that I’m happy even though I shouldn’t be, and the conflicting emotion only makes the moment more insane, more radiant, more immeasurable. The air tears at my face and makes my eyes water, and I lose track of where we are even though I know this town inside out, and all I can think of is that this might have been what that boy who flew away with E.T. felt like. Like I could die right now and it wouldn’t matter.

#lit #aesthetic #solitaire

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maybe your tutors didn’t cover this lesson, but you do not argue with a man covered in blood and a knife up his sleeve.  

#lit #aesthetic #soc #jesper fahey

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“Ronan kept going, his voice louder. ‘No. do you hear me, cabeswater? You promised to keep me safe. who are we to you? Nothing? If you let him die, that is not keeping me safe. Do you understand? If they die, I die, too.’’”   

#lit #aesthetic #trc #ronan lynch