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Hello! I hope you are well and happy, I just had a quick question on whether or not your 'Shadow of my Heart' was discontinued? i was just curious because I really like it so far and I hope itis updated again!
IM LITERALLY THE WORST IK IM SORRY ILL UPDATE IT IN THE NEXT WEEK FINGERS CROSSED 💕
@sixofcrowsnet heist: aesthetics
jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, oh.
happy queen of nothing day!
Idris, 1899 snippet
For a moment James had the fantasy that Tatiana Blackthorn had brought him here to kill him. She would cut out his heart and leave him lying where his blood ran out across the ground.
Instead she shoved the knife into his hands. “There you go, boy,” she said. “Take your time.”
He thought for a moment that she smiled, but it might have been a trick of the light. She was gone in a rustle of dry grass, leaving James standing before the gates, rusty blade in hand, like Sleeping Beauty’s least successful suitor. With a sigh, he began to cut.
Or at least, he began to try. The dull blade sliced nothing, and the briars were as thick as the bars on the gates. More than once he was stuck sharply by the wicked points of the thorns.
His aching arms soon felt like lead, and his white shirt was spotted with blood. This was ridiculous, he told himself. Surely this went beyond the obligation to help a neighbor with her gardening. Surely his parents would understand if he tossed the knife aside and went home. Surely—
A pair of hands, white as lilies, suddenly fluttered between the vines. “Herondale boy,” whispered a voice. “Let me help you.”
There was a rattling sound, and a moment later a pair of briar cutters—perhaps not entirely new but certainly serviceable—were pushed beneath the gates. James bent to seize them up.
“Thank you, Grace,” he said. “You are Grace, aren’t you? Grace Blackthorn?”
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Exclusive Excerpt from Chain of Gold
James broke off. The wind caught the edges of his black morning coat. They flew like wings at his sides.
“You worry about Lucie?” asked Cordelia, a little puzzled.
“It’s not that,” James said. “I suppose I worry we all tumble into our roles too easily—Christopher the scientist, Thomas the kind one, Matthew the libertine. And I—I don’t know what I am, exactly.”
“You are the leader,” said Cordelia.
He looked amused. “Am I?”
“The four of you are tightly knit,” said Cordelia. “Anyone could see that. And none of you is so simple. Thomas is more than just kind, and Christopher more than beakers and test tubes, Matthew more than wit and waistcoats. Each of you follows his own star— but you are the thread that binds all four together. You are the one who sees what everyone needs, if anyone requires extra care from their friends, or even to be left alone. Some groups of friends drift apart, but you would never let that happen.”
James’s amusement had gone. There was a little roughness in his voice when he said, “So I am the one who cares the most, is that it?”
James gtfo alright? Mathew and them need you. There a mess without you.
“Oh yes, your relationship with Miss Bard is positively ordinary.“ “Be quiet.” “Crossing worlds, killing royals, saving cities. The marks of every good courtship.”
kelila requested by @owlmails (insp)
It really amuses me when people take Dorian Gray quotes out of context to make them seem cute and uplifting and inspirational when nine times out of ten they’re actually Lord Henry manipulating Dorian further down the path of destruction
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Wilde we know you’re gay but please
No one actually likes Lord Henry Wotton right? i met a guy who basically idolized him and i’m like ????
demon pox, oh demon pox just how is it acquired? one must go down to the bad part of town until one is very tired.
I hope you find someone that is emotionally, intellectually and sexually compatible to you.
D E C E M B E R G I V E A W A Y ・・・ a present for @lahnister
i begin to sing of rich-haired d e m e t e r . . .
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“we’re all so broken,” kevin said at last. he turned his hand over and studied the lines on his palm. “we’re all born with something missing, so that we can find someone else to complete us. that’s what my mother told me once. i still believe it, but living leaves so many holes in us. it’s so easy to need more than one person.”
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