Here’s to never again putting on shoes that hurt my feet and undergarments that pinch, and never giggling at boys who aren’t funny, and especially never being a good sport about it.
McKelle George // Speak Easy, Speak Love
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Here’s to never again putting on shoes that hurt my feet and undergarments that pinch, and never giggling at boys who aren’t funny, and especially never being a good sport about it.
McKelle George // Speak Easy, Speak Love
Books Read In 2017 1/?: Speak Easy, Speak Love by McKelle George
“Words. What a tricky, tangled science.”
I’m not enough, she thought. That was the terrible echo shouting up at her: Fraud, fraud, fraud. She got drunk and talked too much and danced on tables. She had a temper and a sharp tongue, and she often blurted out things she instantly regretted. Worst of all, she suspected that was who she truly was—not so much a bright young thing as a messy young thing.
With her smudged eyes and her dainty red Cupid’s bow lips, she reminded Sam of a sparkling party favor on the cusp of New Year’s. “Evie,” he said, taking gentle hold of her hand. “The party can’t go on forever.” Evie looked up at Sam, defiant but slightly pleading, too. Her voice was nearly a whisper. “Why not?” She pulled her hand free of Sam’s grasp, and he let her go, watching as she ran headlong toward the hedonistic throng.
FAVORITE BOOKS ★ the diviners, libba bray
there is no greater power on this earth than story. people think boundaries and borders build nations. nonsense—words do.
The Dazzling Heights (The Thousandth Floor #2) by Katharine McGee
“There was something deceptively peaceful about the scene. Water flowed around the girl in a serene dark sheet, making it seem that she was merely resting. The tendrils of her hair framed her face in a soft cloud. The folds of her dress clung determinedly to her legs, as if to protect her from the predawn chill. But the girl would never feel cold again.
Her arm was outstretched, as though she were reaching for someone she loved, or maybe to ward off some unspoken danger, or maybe even in regret over something she had done. The girl had certainly made enough mistakes in her too-short lifetime. But she couldn’t have known that they would all come crashing down around her tonight.
After all, no one goes to a party expecting to die.”
Read The Wrath and the Dawn by Renee Ahdieh in one sitting… it was amazing. Fantastic. All of the hype is so well-deserved. Go and read it!
Matthias: What did she say?
Nina: She said you’re a very nice fellow, and a credit to the Fjerdan race. Ooh, look, blini! I haven’t had proper blini in forever.
Matthias: That word she used: babink. You’ve called me that before. What does it mean?
Nina: It means sweetie pie.
Matthias: Nina—
Nina: Barbarian.
Matthias: I was just asking, there’s no need to name-call.
Nina: No, babink means barbarian. She wasn’t insulting you! I swear!
Matthias: Barbarian isn’t an insult?
Nina: No. Well, yes. But not in this context. She wanted to know if you’d like to play Princess and Barbarian.
Matthias: It’s a game?
Nina: Not exactly.
Matthias: Then what is it?
Nina: In Ravka, there’s a popular series of stories about, um, a brave Fjerdan warrior—
Matthias: Really? He’s the hero?
Nina: In a manner of speaking. He kidnaps a Ravkan princess—
Matthias: That would never happen.
Nina: In the story it does, and they spend a long time getting to know each other. In his cave.
Matthias: He lives in a cave?
Nina: It’s a very nice cave. Furs. Jeweled cups. Mead.
Matthias: Ah. A treasure hoard like Ansgar the Mighty. They become allies, then?
Nina: Do you like these? Maybe we could get Kaz to wear something with flowers. Liven up his look.
Matthias: How does the story end? Do they fight battles?
Nina: They get to know each other intimately.
Matthias: In the cave?
Nina: You see, he’s very brooding, very manly, but he falls in love with the Ravkan princess and that allows her to civilize him—
Matthias: To civilize him?
Nina: Yes, but that’s not until the third book.
Matthias: There are three?
Nina: Matthias, do you need to sit down?
Matthias: This culture is disgusting. The idea that a Ravkan could civilize a Fjerdan—
Nina: Calm down, Matthias.
Matthias: Perhaps I’ll write a story about insatiable Ravkans who like to get drunk and take their clothes off and make unseemly advances toward hapless Fjerdans.
Nina: Now that sounds like a party. We could play.
Matthias: We most certainly could not.
Nina: At one point he bathes her.
Matthias: Why would he—
Nina: She’s tied up, so he has to.
Matthias: Be silent.
Nina: Already giving orders. That’s very barbarian of you. Or we could mix it up. I’ll be the barbarian and you can be the princess. But you’ll have to do a lot more sighing and trembling and biting your lip.
Matthias: How about I bite your lip?
Nina: Now you’re getting the hang of it, Helvar.
Wonder Woman + Rainbow
trc character study [4/6]: richard gansey
“He couldn’t stand it, all of this inside him. In the end, he was nobody to Adam, he was nobody to Ronan. Adam spit his words back at him and Ronan squandered however many second chances he gave him. Gansey was just a guy with a lot of stuff and a hole inside him that chewed away more of his heart every year. They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.”
make me choose ♡ will herondale or jace herondale
“Herondales.“ Zachariah’s voice was a breath, half laughter, half pain. "I had almost forgotten. No other family does so much for love, or feels so much guilt for it. Don’t carry the weight of the world on you, Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.”
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i refuse to let anyone forget kaz and wylan’s little field trip where they got caught stealing files in van eck’s house and decided the only way to escape was to melt the floor with acid and fall straight onto a dinner table a floor below and then fall out of yet another window bc kaz is a mastermind escapist who always has control over everything
“‘Cristina I love you,“ Emma said. ” I will marry you. Marry you .“ Cristina giggled. ‘My mother’s already picked out who I’m going to marry, remember? Imagine what she’d say if I brought you home.’ 'You don’t think she’d like me more than Perfect Diego?’ “I think you would be able to hear her screaming from Idris’”
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There is truth in stories,” said Arthur. “There is truth in one of your paintings, boy or in a sunset or a couplet from Homer. Fiction is truth, even if it is not a fact. If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live, but your heart will die.
Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows
the raven cycle (2012-2016)
a psychic’s daughter joins four private school boys in a quest for a sleeping king of welsh legend in the mountains of virginia, uncovering ancient magic, powerful dreams, and the devils in themselves.