As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport.

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As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport.
I can’t do that, she whispered. She wanted to kill him. All she wanted was to put him out of his pain. She couldn’t bear to look at him like this, screaming like it was never going to end. But she’d never forgive herself for that.
red, white & royal blue, 2019
if we were villains by m. l. rio
Enter the players. There were seven of us then, seven bright young things with wide precious futures ahead of us, though we saw no farther than the books in front of our faces. We were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum. (I blame this in part for what happened.)
books read in 2021:
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid
“I love you too much to let you live only for me”
[ID: The following is a two-panel edit of Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey Mcquiston.
The first panel is a dark teal background with the letters, R, W, R, and B in a script font outlined and opacity dimmed. On top of that is a dark red ripped paper strip with various textures over it and the quote "Sometimes you just jump and hope it's not a cliff."
The second panel is a dark red background with the letters, R, W, R, and B in a script font outlined and opacity dimmed. On top of that is a dark teal ripped paper strip with various textures over it and the quote "History, huh? Bet we could make some." End ID.]
happy birthday cossette [ @wrenhal ]!
books read in 2021 - [4/?] The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid ↳ When you’re given an opportunity to change your life, be ready to do whatever it takes to make it happen. The world doesn’t give things, you take things.
NIRRIM - a type of cloud that is rosy, lined with gold, and predicts good fortune
@queerlitnet event 02: quotes
“i have a heart like you, ayla.” crier repeated, pressing ayla’s hand harder against her chest. ayla heard her own heartbeat and felt crier's—a song tapping against her palm, a racing pulse beneath her fingers. ayla was breathing too hard. she was breathing too hard. “i feel things too,” crier whispered.
AS PROMISED, ANNABETH CHASE IS ALSO BRINGING SEXY BACK
(I know I promised nike would be roman-side but I couldn’t resist. who cares to be honest) hope you like it anyway! x x
PERCY HERE
E.M. Forster, Maurice
@mcquistonsource event 03 : cover redesign
it’s something adjacent to magic.
books i read in 2021: “the priory of the orange tree” by samantha shannon ★★★★☆
“I would live alone for fifty years to have one day with you.”
literature posters ≡ hamlet by william shakespeare
“Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt thou the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.”
@booksociety’s author debuts event: silver in the wood by emily tesh
“At once slow deep green rolled over him. He took a breath, and another, smelling old rotting leaves and healthy growth and autumn light. He felt almost as though he could have planted his feet and become a tree himself, a strong oak reaching up to the sky, brother of the old oak who ruled the wood.”
bookshelf; 4/-
circe, madeline miller
As her power increases and her knowledge grows, so Circe must make the ultimate choice: to decide whether she belongs with the deities she is born from, or the mortals she has come to love.
“I have become something wonderful, she thought. I have become something terrible. Was she now a goddess or a monster? Perhaps neither. Perhaps both.”