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henry winter's slut | (she/her) | 18

[ethereal-muses]

Away beyond all concepts of wrong doing and right doing,

there is a field.

I'll meet you there.

– Rumi

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"

[vielaesque]

Donna Tartt, 1992, The Secret History

Tartt's Valedictorian Speech (Bennington College, 1986)

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Tartt's full speech:

[henrysmilla]

All they were-all they ever had been-was a pair of sunflowers who each believed the other was the sun.

[immateriallivia]

Interview with Donna Tartt (1992)

[henrysmilla]

“I’m bound to you, Stern. To the woman who brought me out of hell. I will serve you ’til the end of days.”

[arinewneanias03]

And if Francis is a Hozier fan I think that Henry winter would be a HUGE Lana Del Rey fan like listening to it with Camilla while helping her doing her greek exercises as she stands in his lap and they study together

[vielaesque]

when lana del rey said, "open me up; tell me you like it. fuck me to death. love me until i love myself," and when olivie blake wrote, "gideon felt unopened and raw, like he’d cracked his chest in two and presented the evidence for nico’s evaluation," and when micah nemerever wrote, "he wanted to break julian’s body open and move inside it alongside him, rib cages interlaced around a single heart."

[henrysmilla]

when Lana said “If he's a serial killer, then what's the worst, That could happen to a girl who's already hurt? I'm already hurt” she was talking about Camilla Macaulay

[starlesswdz]

"but i've always been shaped around you."

[henrysmilla]

cressworth death trope au

Thomas was not an aggressive person; in fact, he was calmer and more composed than anyone in the room. But since the light of his life died that night, he became someone rather difficult to recognize. Audrey Rose was not only his fiancé but his companion, his best friend, the only constant in his life. Having an upbringing like him that made him believe himself as an unlovable person Audrey Rose, his Wadsworth loved him and cherished him. She restored his faith and loved him endlessly until she disappeared. He does not like to believe she died; he thinks she is still out there researching for a case by herself because she got tired of his sarcastic remarks. But death comes unsolicited and it all becomes clear when you are sitting in the front row of the funeral thrown for the one true love of your life. It all comes to you when you see them being buried in front of your eyes and as much as you want to believe they are not gone, a hollowness in your chest that aches constantly keeps reminding you that the person you wanted to share eternal vows with is indeed not with you anymore.

Thomas could not sleep, he laid in bed recalling all the moments he spent with her, from her brother being jack the ripper to surviving in a ship with a serial killer on the loose. It was all easy with her. She would be focused on her work and Thomas tried to make her smile by flirting and passing scandalous remarks. They would kiss in between, hiding from everyone and laughing till their ribs started hurting. He would hold her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear which to the contrary of what she used to say, she enjoyed. But now with a blink of an eye, everything is gone. No more “I will perform autopsy on you Cresswell if you don’t stop grinning right this instance.” or “This is scandalous Cresswell, we will be caught.”, she used to say while kissing him harder.

He screams harder until he can’t scream anymore. He cries and cries begging for Audrey Rose. He keeps repeating “Come back Wadsworth, just this time. Come back to me, I will do anything for you just come back.” Until the words stops making sense, he screams, screams filled with pain and anguish like he did seeing her body that night when the real Jack the ripper killed her. He pushed everyone and saw her life being brutally taken away from her but there she laid all serene and peaceful.

Everyone around him, including his sister tried to make sure he was okay and god forbid he didn’t do anything to himself. He assured them that everything is okay. He held his sister and cried in her shoulder and kept asking her if she will come back. But soon after all that he refused to face anyone. He grew apart from the reality and started living in his memories, his sweet memories of Audrey Rose, it all became hard. Seeing every little thing reminded him of Audrey Rose, he even gave sir Issac mewton to his sister because he couldn’t bear to look at him. He wanted to spend his lifetime with her, they had so many cases to solve, so many kisses and cuddles to have but it was taken away from them. Who knew that two people who loved each over anything and have overcome lethal scenerios by always staying together were bound to be taken apart so tragically.

[evermoreacademia-deactivated202]

taste in men? why henry winter of course.

[lovekatxox]

Donna Tartt saying her favorite pop singer is lana is my joker

[slasherwithu]

woman who doesn't like lana del rey couldn't write francis and camilla

[starlesswdz]

boyfriends

[henrysmilla]

"If anything, it was Camilla he seemed fondest of, Camilla he bent over attentively when she spoke, Camilla who was most often the recipient of his infrequent smiles."