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#hani #exid

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My tulips are too shy.

#photography

elizbtholsen

People kept saying, ‘Your life’s gonna change. I wish I took it a little more seriously because I could have made smarter work decisions after the fact. But the way I’ve always functioned is that I don’t listen to noise. It’s a defense mechanism. Like, yeah, this is all fake. All of my friends’ families [worked in Hollywood growing up], and I didn’t want to give it weight.

#elizabeth olsen

highfaedaily

Chaol kept his sword drawn. “I will not go to Anielle,” he growled. “And I will not serve you a moment longer. There is one true king in this room—there always has been. And he is not sitting on that throne.”

Dorian stiffened.

#tog #throne of glass #chaorian

netflixsense8gifs

I will burn this building down before I let anyone touch that beautiful brain.

#sense8

ganseywestfall

“Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we’ve faced them.”

#tog #throne of glass

femaleidols

jisook imitating youngji’s laugh ㅋㅋㅋ

#jisook #rainbow #kpop

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I took a breath. “Your highness—” “Nikolai,” he corrected. “But I’ve also been known to answer to ‘sweetheart’ or ‘handsome.”

#grisha #nikolai lantsov

aetherrius

— Celaena Sardothien

We all bear scars. Mine just happen to be more visible than most.

#tog #throne of glass

femaleidol

Ohhhh okay.

#wonder girls #kpop

hrmione

“That is a rare magic,” he said. He leaned his head against her, his temple against her knee, and she kept up the stroking of his hair, carding her fingers through its softness. “Both my parents loved music,” he said abruptly. “My father played the violin, my mother the qin. I chose the violin, though I could have learned either. I regretted it sometimes, for there are melodies of China I cannot play on the violin, that my mother would have liked me to know. She used to tell me the story of Yu Boya, who was a great player of the qin. He had a best friend, a woodcutter named Zhong Ziqi, and he would play for him. They say that when Yu Boya played a song of water, his friend would know immediately that he was describing rushing rivers, and when he played of mountains, Ziqi would see their peaks. And Yu Boya would say, ‘It is because you understand my music.’” Jem looked down at his own hand, curled loosely on his knee. “People still use the expression ‘zhi yin’ to mean ‘close friends’ or ‘soul mates,’ but what it really means is ‘understanding music.’” He reached up and took her hand. “When I played, you saw what I saw. You understand my music.”

#zhang yixing #tid #james