reading is fundamental

syd. 21. bi. edits and aesthetics. | adsom | soc | fantasy | sci-fi|

[missbard]

rin, nezha, and kitay have about four brain cells between the three of them...

and they're all kitay's.

[trashy-greyjoy]

novels i’ll never write 4/? { peter pan retelling } 

a dying boy. an obsessive search for eternal youth. delinquents. bloody knuckles. lost boys and an honorary lost girl. someone out for revenge. a new girl with a hidden agenda. sacrifice. surprising kisses. a stolen hand. trust. and maybe some magic, if you just believe… 

[trashy-greyjoy]

novels i’ll never write 2/? { medusa fantasy retelling }

a lying prince. wrongful curses. a broken girl. isolation. a garden of marble. friendly snakes. fear. a blind girl by the river. connections. men sent to finish a job. blood. so much love. 

[trashy-greyjoy]

novels i’ll never write [1/?] | blackridge tapes 

{ june and charlie. a conspiracy podcast. an eerie small town in oregon. strange nightmares. bizarre disappearances. dead cats. black vomit. a light in the sky. and there’s something in the trees.}

[keatingcharlie-deactivated20220]

　　　　　 “  Do you… believe me?

　　　Can you sense that I’m telling the truth?

　　　　　 That I really mean it?  ”

　　　　 　　　 　　　　 　 He nods.

　　　　 　　　 　　　　 　Just once.

[capulets]

She was filled like a silk balloon with the flaming sight of her handsome young man in his handsome brown uniform, and kissed him, not very chastely at all, on the mouth. They walked together through Gorokhovaya Street, and he bought for her a white hat with long chestnut-colored feathers tucked into its brim. When they returned in the evening, Lieutenant Zuyok looked up into the turquoise sky and sighed. “This is not the girl in the window. But I will love her as though she was, for I see now that one is not meant for me.” And so Tatiana went happily to the estates of Lieutenant Zuyok, and wrote sophisticated letters home to her sisters, in which her verbs danced in square patterns and her datives were laid out like tables set for feasting.

[trashy-greyjoy]

[sunchosens]

welcome to HOGWARTS.                    where do you belong? [x] 

[trashy-greyjoy]

jaime lannister x brienne of tarth

“Blue is a good color on your, my lady,” Jaime observed. “It goes well with your eyes.” She does have astonishing eyes.

Brienne glanced down at herself, flustered. “Septa Donyse padded out the bodice, to give it that shape. She said you sent her to me.” She lingered by the door, as if she meant to flee any second. “You look…”

“Different?” He managed a half-smile. “More meat on the ribs and fewer lice in my hair, that’s all. The stump’s the same. Close the door and come here.”

She did as he bid her. ”The white cloak…”

“…is new, but I’m sure I’ll soil it soon enough.”

“That wasn’t… I was about to say that it becomes you.”

[missbard]

“So . . . ," I said. "You're saying that by the end of our training, you expect us to be able to use grappling hooks made of energy to smash our enemies with flaming chunks of space debris?" "Yes." "That . . . ," I whispered, "that's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.”

[missbard]

BOOKS READ IN 2018: All Systems Red by Martha Wells

I could have become a mass murderer after I hacked my governor module, but then I realized I could access the combined feed of entertainment channels carried on the company satellites. It had been well over 35,000 hours or so since then, with still not much murdering, but probably, I don't know, a little under 35,00 hours of movies, serials, books, plays, and music consumed. As a heartless killing machine, I was a terrible failure.

[ultraheroin]

Better I should kill them when they are done.

Better I should kill them all.

Am I not merciful?

[missbard]

BOOKS READ IN 2018: gemina by amie kaufman and jay kristoff

This tiny moment. In between the time you decide to pull a trigger and the time death arrives. There’s just you and it and everything you’re about to take away. It’s too big. It goes forever.

[sirgawin]

It was my first lesson. Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.

Circe by Madeline Miller (2018)

[forhyyh]

If I lose Ezra too, it’ll be one body blow too many. If I lose Ezra too, I’ll give up.

I don’t think I have anyone else left.

[jemmasimons-deactivated20191106]

BOOKS READ IN 2017: THE HATE U GIVE by Angie Thomas

I’ve seen it happen over and over again: a black person gets killed just for being black, and all hell breaks loose. I’ve tweeted RIP hashtags, reblogged pictures on Tumblr, and signed every petition out there. I always said that if I saw it happen to somebody, I would have the loudest voice, making sure the world knew what went down. Now I am that person, and I’m too afraid to speak.

[qaunxi]

“… Under all this.” He flailed an arm toward the stars.