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words-at-night · 15 hours
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hundredacreletters · 21 hours
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he's just a man... hit him with your carriage - my friend watching bridgerton for the first time
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yourlovelyspace · 2 days
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I want you to know it 💝
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goghskypoestry · 3 days
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Among everything, I traced a four-leaf clover and I named it after you. I woke up after that, but I still remember what I asked the moon from my window: that if I admit I'm in love with you, will that lead to dominoes cascading into another apocalypse? It did not answer me, so I still don't have it. But I'll admit. I am in love with you, and it's worth hundred worlds ending.
- excerpts from the love-letters she intends to send this time
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yeesiine · 3 days
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Write me love letters so I know it's real.
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notfavghost · 3 days
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He wrote love letters never sent.
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mournfulroses · 6 months
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Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. January 1925, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas
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deviika · 1 year
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— William Chapman
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ervotica · 5 months
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“shhh, shhh..I know, I know..” with finnick pls 🥺
pairing: finnick odair x fem!reader
warnings: this takes place after the poison fog, r is badly injured and finnick takes care of her
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You twitch against Finnick’s chest in the tall grass, rough like sandpaper against your wounded face. You’re covered head to toe in blisters from the fog, eyes half lidded as you begin to lose consciousness from the pain.
Katniss’ strangled wail is muffled and far away in your ears and you barely register the words.
“The water! The water helps.”
You drag yourself from where you’ve collapsed on top of your fiancé; crawling along on your elbows, you make it a couple of feet at most before you’re exhausted; your entire body is burning, skin raw, every little touch flaring up every nerve ending inside of you.
There’s a rustling next to you as Finnick is lifted and dragged to the shallow pool of water a few feet away; there’s a splash and a gurgled scream as Katniss and Peeta start to clean his blistered skin.
“Finnick,” you gasp, your concern for him overriding the searing pain for a split second. “Finn,” you croak again, eyes heavy.
It’s quiet for a minute, the only sound the whispering of leaves brushing against each other. All the while you lay face down, trying to peel your eyes open where they feel like they’ve been superglued shut.
Thick fingers pull at your jaw and your head turns; your neck is stiff and the touch feels like the lick of a flame against your bulging wounds.
“C’mon,” It’s Peeta. “Gotta get you to the water.”
“It’s okay, I’ve got her,” comes Finnick’s voice and his hands pull you up by the armpits. You hiss and squirm away from his hold, the skin on skin contact causing too much pain.
“I know, honey, I’m sorry.” He speaks in that soft voice you love, the one reserved just for you. “It’ll feel better soon.”
He lowers you into the water and you scream. It’s a pain unlike any you’ve ever felt before, white-hot and scalding. It’s like you’re bleeding from every pore.
“Shhh, shhh… I know, I know.” He winces as the blisters start to lodge free from your skin and you relax, sagging in his arms.
“‘S better,” you slur. Your eyes snap open as you grapple for purchase against Finnick’s neck; your thumb rubs circles into his cheek. “You’re okay? You’re sure you’re okay?”
He laughs, incredulous that even at a time like this, he’s where your worries lie. Pointed teeth glare back at you as you thumb at his bottom lip and smile.
“I’m fine. Just worried about you.”
“I feel better. I’m okay now.”
His muscular arms engulf you, wrapping around your waist now it’s finally safe to touch you again.
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metamorphesque · 10 months
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— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
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words-at-night · 2 days
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222heart · 3 months
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hundredacreletters · 3 days
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you kept me like a secret
but i kept you like an oath
-taylor swift (red: all too well)
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yourlovelyspace · 16 hours
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So I can feel calm 💝
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4s1na · 2 years
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"my darling, you will never be unloved by me you are too well tangled in my soul"
— Atticus
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caitlinsinterlude · 5 months
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jeff buckley in an interview about bob dylan writing for nina simone. bob dylan’s wrote sad-eyed lady about sara.
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