To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before (2018) dir. Susan Johnson
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Peter Solarz
cherry valley forever

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shark vs the universe
NASA
YOU ARE THE REASON

titsay
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@infinityand-a-day
To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before (2018) dir. Susan Johnson
Lara jean and Peter + being domestic as fuck.
These two need more love from us. WAAAYY MORE.
“The Shadowsinger”
This my Azriel painting I’ve been working on.
Character by @sjmaas
*character calls themself or is referred to as a monster*
My tragic ass:
Andrew kissed him like this was a fight with their lives on the line, like his world stopped and started with Neil’s mouth.
“if it means losing you, then no.”
ACOTAR text messages | Nesta + Cassian
“Come play with me, Nesta, and I’ll teach you far more interesting ways to bring a male to his knees.”
Cassian: Hey guys do you dare me to make out with Nesta? Feyre and Rhysand: No Cassian: [shaking his head and chuckling] I can’t believe you guys are making me do this Feyre and Rhysand: We’re not Nesta : Shut up, let the man speak
(via incorrectacomafquotes)
And in those blue-gray eyes, he could see the thoughts swirling in her as if they were smoke under glass. The cunning mind at work behind that face—the one he hadn’t been able to get out of his head these weeks.
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She didn’t know what to do with it, that r a g e. It still burned and hunted her, still made her want to rip and roar and rend the world into pieces. She felt it all—too keenly, too sharply.
Hated and cared and loved and dreaded, more than other people, she sometimes thought. Could sift between them all in a matter of moments, like she was trying on different sets of clothes, and no one could tell or care.
Except h i m.
H e could see it, feel it.
I LOVE DYING AND BEING DEAD😍
I love that scene in acomaf where feyre wakes up in the middle of the night from a nightmare and is throwing up, and rhys comes into her room and pulls back her hair to help her, because for so many people including feyre it made them realise that this is what tamlin should’ve been doing, he should’ve done something
Struggling between shipping Elucien or Elriel
@fck-tamlin it’s honestly us
ACTUALLY
[slow motion of the inner circle walking into battle, their formation perfect]
Nope. We all know it would be like this: