❝Most people are lucky to have one great love in their life. You have found t w o.❞
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❝Most people are lucky to have one great love in their life. You have found t w o.❞
The ACoTaR Series 1/5: A Court of Thorns and Roses
“Because when the legends get written, I didn’t want to be remembered for standing on the sidelines. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldn’t do anything useful.” I blinked, this time not at the brightness of the sun. “Because,” he went on, his eyes locked with mine, “I didn’t want you to fight alone. Or die alone.”
A Court of Silver Flames | Coming January 2021
IT’S YOU I LOVE. I spent so much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I never had one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten scabrous thing. But it’s yours.
@maverkling asked ⟶ jurdan + tarot
blog-warming celebration: @maiastamarin asked winter ↳ The Wolves of Mercy Falls by Maggie Stiefvater
The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had been tugging me with disconcerting frequency these days.
“Braccas meas vescimini!“ I wasn’t sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant ‘Eat my pants!”
—“So I’m your huntress and thief?” —His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.”
Happy Birthday, @williamsherondales!
HOW TO DONATE TO BLM WHEN YOU HAVE NO MONEY
a black woman named zoe amira posted a video on youtube. this video is an hour long and filled with art and music from black creators. it has a ton of ads, and in result will rack up a ton of revenue. 100% of the ad revenue from the video will be dispersed between various blm organizations, including bail-out funds for protesters. it will be split between the following, dependent on necessity
brooklyn bail fund
minnesota freedom fund
atlanta action network
columbus freedom fund
louisville community bail fund
chicago bond
black visions collective
richmond community bail fund
the bail project inc
nw com bail fund
philadelphia bail fund
the korchhinski-parquet family gofundme
george floyd’s family gofundme
blacklivesmatter.com
reclaim the block
aclu
turn off your adblocker and do not skip ads. between each time watch 3-5 other videos (mix it up) before restarting. this will ensure you aren’t marked as spam by youtube. mute the tab if you need to focus elsewhere but don’t mute the video itself. and let. it. play.
youtube will donate to blm for you.
please, please reblog. for people who don’t have money to spare, this is incredibly important information to have.
q for queen of nothing chosen by @sunchosens ❝ “Mortals are fragile,“ I say. "Not you,” he says in a way that sounds a little like a lament. “You never break.” Which is ridiculous, as hurt as I am. I feel like a constellation of wounds, held together with string and stubbornness. Still, I like hearing it. I like everything he’s saying all too well. That boy is your weakness.❞
chapter nine // chapter thirty-one
the song of achilles by madeline miller
b for blue sargent; for @ivashkov
f a t e is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast…
You think I was going to use my filthy Muggle father’s name forever? I, in whose veins runs the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself, through my mother’s side? I, keep the name of a foul, common Muggle, who abandoned me even before I was born, just because he found out his wife was a witch? No, Harry — I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak, when I had become the greatest sorcerer in the world!
Blog-Warming Celebration: @obsidios & @ravencycle asked tragedy ↳ The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
olympians: goddesses
Hello, my darlings! Now that I’ve had a little bit of time to get re-settled with my lit content here on @cortland, I thought it might be fun to have a little blog-warming party to really get this blog established.
A little shoutout here to Scarlett ( @ravencycle ) for inspiring me with her Concept’s Celebration (congratulate her on 3.4k everyone!!).
How to Participate:
- reblog this post (likes don’t count) - mbf this King Arthur enthusiast - optional: follow my aesthetic, comic, or tv/film blogs - send me an ask with a keyword (ex. king, flower, heartbreak, etc.) and I’ll edit this first scene/character/book that comes to mind when I see it. Feel free to send a specific fandom with a keyword if you’re eager for one over the other, but you’re welcome to just send a keyword and see where it takes me!
@sixofcrowsnet hunger games: the dregs for @ravencycle
crows remember human faces. they remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. and the people who wrong them too. they don’t forget. they tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for. (insp.)