@storyseekers event 18: 2021 debut — There’s a monster in the shadows, and now it knows my name.
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
Today's Document
AnasAbdin
noise dept.
Xuebing Du
RMH
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tumblr dot com
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever
Cosimo Galluzzi
todays bird

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Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
styofa doing anything
sheepfilms
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@storyseekers event 18: 2021 debut — There’s a monster in the shadows, and now it knows my name.
@storyseekers event 17: art in books
— He can picture the door perfectly. The precision of the paint. The trompe l'oeil effect he couldn't name at the time. The bee with its delicate gold stripes. The sword pointed upright toward the key.
Simone Ashley photographed by Davy Kesey
For instance, when you’re walking away from a bus that’s just been attacked by monster hags and blown up by lightning, and it’s raining on top of everything else, most people might think that’s just really bad luck; when you’re a half-blood, you understand that some divine force is really trying to mess up your day.
@storyseekers​ event 16: color palette
— A half sister born when I was in college, her existence so unreal to me I often forgot her name.
BOOKS READ IN 2021
beach read , emily henry
“when i watch you sleep,” he said shakily, “i feel overwhelmed that you exist.”
julian’s hand fell to his lap. he looked out over the water again. the wind tugged at his jacket. he closed his eyes and grinned. below, the waves crashed. the moonlight painted him in shades of blue. his edges blurred like watercolors spilling outside of their lines.
cemetery boys — aiden thomas
— one last stop // casey mcquiston
spending my days packing and resting and listening to the bird’s nest by shirley jackson.
The paintings of Nicola Samori, born 1977.
@storyseekers event 15: character that i relate to, kit riva of malibu risingÂ
— She was pretty sure she didn't want to kiss any guy at all.Â
[…] a year seems very long to wait before i see them, but remind them that while we wait we may all work, so that these hard days need not be wasted. i know they will remember all i said to them, that they will be loving children to you, will do their duty faithfully, fight their bosom enemies bravely, and conquer themselves so beautifully that when i come back to them i may be fonder and prouder than ever of my little women.  for @elizabethsbenet. shine bright, my love. ♡
riveranikos → dowryofblood
back in my gothic era <333
r for red, white & royal blue chosen by @pjatos    ❝ When Alex was a kid, before anyone knew his name, he dreamed of love like it was a fairy tale, as if it would come sweeping into his life on the back of a dragon one day. When he got older, he learned about love as a strange thing that could fall apart no matter how badly you wanted it, a choice you make anyway. He never imagined it’d turn out he was right both times.❞
*fades away into a slutty grey mist*
@storyseekers event 14: book to read to understand me
— enter the players. there were seven of us then, seven bright young things with wide precious futures ahead of us, though we saw no farther than the books in front of our faces. we were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum. (i blame this in part for what happened)