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When Azriel and Gwyn finally kiss, it wonβt be a lustful kiss. It will be a kiss like a prayer, gentle and thorough. An answer to a 500 year old question. It will be trembling hands and eyes filled with tears. And for all his self-loathing, there wonβt a single doubt in Azrielβs mind that it is right. That he is exactly where he is meant to be.
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β« Ten years ago I fell in love with an Irish girl. She took my heart. But she went and screwed some guy that she knew. And now I'm in Dublin with a broken heart. Oh, broken-hearted hoover fixer sucker guy! Oh, broken-hearted hoover fixer sucker, sucker guy! One day I'll go there and win her once again. But until then I'm just a sucker of a guy! β«
rip glen hansard, this movie and musical changed my life <3
Amy Sherman-Palladino: We always played that Rory and Jess saw each other for what they were. That was the great thing about that relationship. She saw Jess for exactly what he was, and he really got her. So it just seemed like a natural thing [for Jess to pull Rory out of her funk] because you needed somebody to do it. It wasnβt going to be Lorelai, and it just made sense for the relationship that we had set up with them that he would get her.
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"Lucien inclined his head in a bow, the movement hiding the gleam in his eye-the longing and sadness. And when Lucien turned to signal to Rhys to go... He did not glance back at Elain. Did not see the half step she took toward the stairs-as if she'd speak to him. Stop him. Then Rhys was gone, and Lucien with him. When I turned to offer Elain breakfast, she'd already walked away."
And
"...Gwyn smiled broadly. 'Thank you.' Azriel dipped his head in a sketch of a bow, something restless settling in him. Even his shadows had calmed. As if content to lounge on his shoulders and watch. "
they are mateeeeeeessss
I gotta tell you something. The other night at the Eastwood game, I was...struggling. And then, I heard someone singing. Elton John. I followed your voice through the tunnels. I saw you in the green room. Saying it out loud, I realize that sounds creepy, but...you were so, like, genuine, you know? Free. You centered me.
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I find it fascinating that Feysand, Nessian, Rowaelin, Quinlar, Manorian, Elucien, Elorcan, Gwynriel never complained about the spark, the silent song, the glow or of "something restless" calming down inside them.
Guess which fandom complains about these things that, "coincidentally", they don't have? βΊοΈ
elain: i am scared of the dark, i donβt like violence, and i want someone who will love me
azriel: i command the shadows. i live in the NIGHT court. i have lots of darkness and shadow imagery. i am a professional torturer. i feel a crap ton of lust for you, and i only really wanna be with you because my brothers are with your sisters.
lucien: hi i have light and sun powers! iβm also the heir to the DAY court and my name means βlight.β i never want to fight in another war again. i am your mate, but i will respect your wishes and i will give you space if thatβs what you need. i will not force myself upon you because thatβs a douche move, and i will not interfere with your life if you donβt want me in it!
FRIENDS (1994-2004)
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I'm genuinely starting to feel so over all of this. Like what is the reason for not telling us a single thing about the book? It's 3 months until release and we know nothing at all. We don't know who it's about, we don't know the title, we don't even have a single clue as to what it's about (because there are so many different potential plots it could be). Like this is beyond anything I've ever experienced before. It's a fucking joke.
Im sorry but I do not give a shit if some influencers (no hate to them) would snog marry avoid the characters. I DONT CAREEEEEEE, I want to know details about the book you want me to pre order !!!!!!!!! AT LEAST THE TITLE?!??!!
What the fuck is this marketing strategy?????? It's complete BS.
These videos should have been posted AFTER the announcement of the title, to hype us all up for the book and some fun inbetween.
But to do it before, is just a joke and everyone is tired of this. It's been over 4 months since we last had an update and we still know nothing at all, like this is just fucking stupid
Do they even want us to buy the book atp
Harris do his best as always
Some Like It Hot (1959) dir. Billy Wilder
COLIN FIRTH as MR. DARCY and JENNIFER EHLE as ELIZABETH BENNET
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (1995) dir. simon langton
INDEPENDENCE & DEVOTION Far From the Madding Crowd (2015)
Translating Ysa's Thread (Sarah J. Maas and the pattern of her endgame couples: and how Gwynriel follows his every move.)
(I want to make it clear that I am simply translating what is in the Portuguese books. If a different word is used in the English version, or if something is phrased differently, My apologies.)
ββ .β¦ Shadows (magic), song, music and dance <π .α
ββ .β¦ Gwynriel
Gwyn asked Az, his sea-blue eyes gleaming: "What do we gain if we finish the course?"
Az's shadows danced around him.
"How was the party?" Her breath condensed before her mouth, and one of his shadows darted off to dance with her before curling back up to Azriel. As if it had heard a silent song.
Azriel stepped into the warmth of the stairs, and as he descended, he could swear a low, beautiful song accompanied him. He could swear his shadows sang in response.
ββ .β¦ Chaorene
It was like waking up, or being born, or falling from the sky. It was an answer and a song, and she couldn't think or feel fast enough.
ββ .β¦ Feysand
That our scents would mingle, and I would be his and he would be mine, and we were the beginning, the middle, and the end. We were a song sung since the first ember of light in the world.
ββ .β¦ Rowaelin
After the union that... had brought him to ecstasy. That had broken him and rebuilt him. The magic of the faerie was a song, and Aelin had been...
Her magic sparked in response, a ripple of power dancing through her.
As if he had found a mirror of himself in the world, as if he had found the counter-melody of his own song.
ββ .β¦ Nessian
β And I'm yours. β Those golden threads between their souls shone, as if forming a harp played by a divine hand.
For there was music between their souls. There always had been. And Cassian's voice was Nesta's favorite melody.
The golden strands of hair shimmered and sang, and she couldn't bear it, the music between their souls, the sensation of Cas-sian's body against hers
And there was music in his heart. A music made from Cassian's voice
ββ .β¦ Elucien
But even as shame coursed through her body, the words and the feeling sang: Mine. You are mine, and I am yours. Mate.
ββ .β¦ Quinlar
His lightning flowed into her like a river. He could have sworn he heard some kind of beautiful music between their souls when Bryce spoke
ββ .β¦ ruhnlidia
She just stood there, burning. β Then?
Her voice was beautiful. Like a golden song. It awakened his fairy soul, making it animate. I, ah... I hadn't come this far yet.
ββ .β¦ Something restless calming down, settling in <π .α
ββ .β¦ Gwynriel
Azriel lowered his head in a hint of reverence, something restless calming within him. Even the shadows had calmed down. As if content to relax on his shoulders and observe.
ββ .β¦ Chaorene
As they were blown by the morning breeze coming from the sea. And Chaol found himself still smiling as something tightly curled up in his chest began to loosen.
As he rode back to the illuminated palace on the other side of the city, Chaol could have sworn that some weight in his chest and shoulders had vanished. As if he had lived with it his whole life, oblivious, and now, even with everything that had accumulated around him, around Adarlan and those he cared about... How strange it was.
That lightness.
ββ .β¦ Nestaq
No one was above work, he had told Nesryn one night when she had asked.Whether she was scraping dried dung from the ground or teaching young warriors how to string a bow, something previously restless within Nesryn had been appeased.
ββ .β¦ Quinlar
He managed hug Bryce's waist and pull her close. She let out a delicate little sigh and snuggled closer.the head on your neck.
Something deep inside Hunt trembled and then calmed.
ββ .β¦ The pattern βcould have swornβ <π .α
ββ .β¦ Gwynriel
Azriel stepped into the warmth of the stairs, and as he descended, he could swear a low beautiful song accompanied him. He could swear his shadows sang in response.
ββ .β¦ Rowaelin
Even though Rowan was aware of the early morning training, he never went easy on her, even though Celaena could swear she sometimes felt their magic... playing together, the flame provoking ice, the wind dancing among the embers. However, every morning brought something.
ββ .β¦ Quinlar
His lightning flowed into her like a river. He could have sworn he heard some kind of beautiful music between their souls when Bryce spoke:
ββ .β¦ Elucien
Mine. You are mine, and I am yours. Mate.
Her eyes were the brown of a fawn's coat. And he could have sworn something sparked in them as she met his gaze.
ββ .β¦ something sparkled, heated up, glowed, shone <π .α
ββ .β¦ Gwynriel
Something sparked in Azriel's chest, but he only nodded his thanks and left. He could picture it, though, as he ascended the stairs back to the House proper. How Gwyn's teal eyes might light upon seeing the necklace. For whatever reason ... he could see it.
But Azriel tucked away the thought, consciously erasing the slight smile it brought to his face. Buried the image down deep, where it glowed quietly.
A thing of secret, lovely beauty.
ββ .β¦ Ruhnlidia
"I'm going with Ruhn," Lidia replied, and something in his chest warmed.
ββ .β¦ Nessian
A swift shadow passed overhead, followed by a rustle of wings, and Nestha didn't need to look to know who was gliding high above, making sure everything was safe. That she was safe. Nosy, but she sent a gentle kiss to Cassian as well.
Her partner. Her love. Her friend. The light inside her chest lit up until it became a radiant sun.
ββ .β¦ Quinlar
β I thought I needed some joy. β He argued, in a low voice.
Something luminous shone on the half-fae's chest.
ββ .β¦ Elucien
But even as shame washed through him, the words, the sense chanted, Mine. You are mine, and I am yours. Mate.
Her eyes were the brown of a fawn's coat. And he could have sworn something sparked in them as she met his gaze.
