limerence

sorcha ; she/her ; xviii — think of me sometimes, when the snowdrops have bloomed and the snow has melted.

[helenesaquilla]

how is it that i’ve completely forgotten how to talk to anyone anymore

[rosecall0way]

“people will believe anything if it means they can go on with their lives and not have to think too hard about it.”

[fleurum]

April 28th, only you can conquer time. 🥀

[august-landry]

maybe i dreamt you.

[seijohsremade]

Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all.

[akivas]

books read in 2018 → the song of achilles by madeline miller

I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth. As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong. “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.

[yanxi]

@grishasworld mission 7: alternate covers

— Among them, it passed for ‘good luck.

[dramiones]

HARRY POTTER and the CHAMBER OF SECRETS

“ oh well… i’d just been thinking, if you had died, you’d have been welcome to share my toilet. ”

[williamsherondales]

     “Braccas meas vescimini!“ I wasn’t sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant ‘Eat my pants!”

[mashamorevna]

“But she hadn’t been able to take root. She’d remembered the wrong things, and forgotten too much. She’d remembered how to kill and how to hate, and she’d forgotten how to grow.” — Naomi Novik, Uprooted

[monstress]

I have become something wonderful, she thought. I have become something terrible.

[odairannies]

                        You might belong in Hufflepuff where they are just and loyal,                               Those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil.

[fhsfjdkfgkkdkgg-deactivated2020]

literature family: inej ghafa for @evies20dollars​

Maybe there were people who lived those lives. Maybe this girl was one of them. But what about the rest of us? What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.

[sunchosens]

jem carstairs — Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy—all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame.

[wextersix]

[fhsfjdkfgkkdkgg-deactivated2020]

grisha trilogy meme: [1/10] characters 

“I can’t go back,” I screamed, not caring who heard me. “Even if you take away this collar and the sea whip’s scales, you can’t carve this power out of me.” “And what if I could? Would you let it go? Would you give it up?” “N e v e r.” The truth of that word hung between us. 

[tonight-thestreetsareours]

“What if God played God?” Victor pushed off the wall. “What if EOs were part of His plan? What if these people, the ones you’ve spent your life slaughtering, were supposed to come back the way they did? What if you’ve been attempting to undo the very work of that higher power you worship?” “Don’t you ever wonder if it’s our fault?” Victor tipped his head. “Tell me, is it blasphemy, or simply arrogance, taking credit for God’s work?”

– V.E. Schwab, Vengeful