paperback jedi

Just a girl, standing in front of the internet, asking them TO READ THIS BOOK THAT RUINED MY LIFE and also maybe watch this really cool movie and also get on my level.

[aly-naith]

inspired by new acomaf cover

For love, she cheated the death. For her world, she will become a weapon.

[dreammetheworld]

the boys of The Diviners

[lilycallouway-deactivated202104]

YA lit meme: five protagonists (1/5)

percy jackson (percy jackson and the olympians/hereos of olympus)

“Behold!“ Percy shouted. “The god’s chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!”   

[siriusorion]

A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Wide Window

They leaned up against one another appreciatively, and small smiles appeared on their damp and anxious faces. They had each other. I’m not sure that “The Baudelaires had each other” is the moral of this story, but to the three siblings it was enough. To have each other in the midst of their unfortunate lives felt like having a sailboat in the middle of a hurricane, and to the Baudelaire orphans this felt very fortunate indeed.

[scorpusmalfoy]

ya lit meme [1/10] series or books → the lunar chronicles by marissa meyer

[katmcnamara]

Everything you saw tonight, has a meaning and an explanation.

[gahfa]

books i’ve read: we were liars by e. lockhart

Me, Johnny, Mirren, and Gat. Gat, Mirren, Johnny, and me. The family calls us four the Liars, and probably we deserve it. We are all nearly the same age, and we all have birthdays in the fall. Most years on the island, we’ve been trouble.

[dreammetheworld]

For too little  p o w e r , and we become  w e a k .

                                         Too much, and we become  s o m e t h i n g  e l s e  entirely.

[dreammetheworld]

“Such is the quandary when it comes to magic, that it is not an issue of strength but of balance. For too little power, and we become weak. Too much, and we become something else entirely.”

                                                    —TIEREN SERENSE, head priest of the London Sanctuary

[pandqra]

The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer

[taitalagi]

eight otps: [7/8] ruby daly x liam stewart // the darkest minds

“The you that you were then, who you are now, who you’ll be,” he began quietly, as if sensing my thoughts, “I love you. With my whole heart. My whole life, however long I’m lucky enough to get, nothing will change for me.”

[futuremrslloyd]

“I know we’ve already had New Year’s. But let’s usher in the New Year… of the Diviners!” the man barked while people raised their glasses and cheered. “Ready? Here we go: Ten… nine… eight…”      Their counting became a swelling chorus of everything that was good, everything that was hoped for. All Sam and Evie could see was each other.      “Four… three… two… one!”      Confetti and streamers rained down from the ceiling. Horns and blowers bleated their tinny congratulations. The air was giddy with celebration. The little orchestra took up with “Auld Lang Syne,” everyone warbling along drunkenly to the familiar tune, looking sharp and smug, as if it were all so clever, because they were celebrating a new New Year they’d just invented.      “Happy Diviner New Year, I guess,” Evie said, a little breathless.      “To hell with it,” Sam said and wrapped Evie in his arms, kissing her fiercely.

[rosecall0way]

It feels strange to have spent much time wishing for something, for someone and then one day, suddenly, to just stop.

[hawktims]

“Wanden olstrum end kendesorum.” It was the first part of a Fjerdan saying, The water hears and understands. It sounded kind enough, but Matthias knew that Nina would be familiar with the rest of it.

“Isen ne bejstrum,” she finished. The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.

[illolila]

“She had a birthmark. On the hand, near the thumb. It looked like a little black star.”

[ronan-adam]

He’s in love with you. Totally in love with you.

[minfarshaw]

“I don’t think I can do it alone,“ I said. I had a feeling the Summoning wasn’t really meant to be cast alone: as if truth didn’t mean anything without someone to share it with; you could shout truth into the air forever, and spend your life doing it, if someone didn’t come and listen.” ― Naomi Novik, Uprooted