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@ball-wrinkle
Edwardian 1900′s Italian Made Pastel Pink, Green and Yellow Columbine Harlequin Clown Costume with working bells
Did you change your username?? I’m looking at your blog going “this person has good taste, I can see why I followed them, but I’m sure I would have remembered a name like ‘ball-wrinkle’….”
Honestly I don't remember, but I feel like I might have come back briefly and changed my username randomly so it's likely haha
I don't remember what my last username was on here though
Need the tumblr people to watch Absolute Beginners on Netflix!!
Hi I haven’t been here in a while lalalala
i’m not “lazy” i’m just a fragile victorian maiden. i can only handle 1-2 mildly taxing activities a day before i have to put myself down for a nap until dinner
I'm so smart I just started annotating my fav book on top of all my schoolwork (it's okay though I love this book so so much).
⚪️Man ⚪️Woman 🔘Oh You Know
Guy whose prophetic dreams have repeatedly proven true but he has imposter syndrome so he thinks it's just a coincidence
Most insane Fitz/Fool moment pt. 2
Girl-on-A-Dragon 💋 2.0 - the remix
“I loved that man… well, not MORE than your mom but different.” 😬
🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪
Congratulations! It’s a soul-bond! 👨🏾🍼
“Do you recall?” “How could I not?” *group of children stare in confusion* ⛺️
🫖 SweetSleep ☕️
A Very Fetching Woman™️ (He’s looking RESPECTFULLY) 👀
“And we will live happily every after?” “That is my intention.” (fam time) 🪨🪨🪨
“For My Beloved” 🍗
“He could not say the words but I knew them” (extreme distress edition) 🐺😭
Which of their aliases do you default to?
The Fool
Beloved
Lord Golden
Amber
Mage Grey
Lord Chance
I just got polls so I need to make one
If you have the chance, READ THIS. 10/10. Beautiful prose. Amazing insights regarding language, translation, romanticism, British colonialism, and so much more. Will leave you in tears; READ THIS.
And my favourite quote: "An act of translation is always an act of betrayal."
Tom Badgerlock and Lord Golden in a moment of privacy ✨
Really wanna make and post more art but school is eating me up uurhhg
Grief
Left to right: Chade, Patience, Burrich, Molly, the Fool
“Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home - they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and space. There is warmth there too - a hearth. I sit down with a book and I am warm.”
— Jeanette Winterson (via bookaddict24-7)
One of my favourite Fitz&Fool scenes from Assassin’s Apprentice: the Fool asks Fitz, as a friend, to continue his Skill lessons. And holds his hands. I cry.
“And if I asked you now, to continue? To go up to the tower top, and continue to try?” “Why have you changed your mind?” “Because that which I sought to prevent came to pass. But you survived it. So I seek now to…” His words trailed off. “It is as you said. Why should I speak at all, when I cannot speak plainly?”
“If I said that, I regret it. It is not a thing one should say to a friend. I do not remember it.” He smiled faintly. “If you do not remember it, then neither shall I.” He reached and took both of my hands in his. His grip was oddly cool. A shiver passed over me at his touch. “Would you continue, if I asked it of you? As a friend?”
The word sounded so odd from his lips. He spoke it without mockery, carefully, as if the saying of it aloud could shatter the meaning. His colorless eyes held mine. I found I could not say no. So I nodded.
don’t claim it’s true love unless they carve your likeness into the figurehead of a ship