#fleurrdelacour

[rhacnyras]

"You thought that I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps you hoped? What do I care how he looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!"

[elains]

Luna Lovegood for @changcho

 "Don't worry. You're just as sane as I am."

[11x11pm]

                                                   -- fleur delacour --

[capbarnes]

DRACO MALFOY

“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”

@snakepitnet event: favorite character

[prosytrinket]

@camphalfbloodnetwork: quest 12: Foils

family, luke. you promised.

[inkytower]

look: you, the mark you left on my neck the last time your arms cradled shoulders eroded from fingerprints look: you, hazy in the twilight, shadows sloping beneath eyes rimmed with nostalgia look: you, the hair that falls over skin too soft for the pricks of war look: you, glorious in the sun, fresh-faced & damning, conquest thrumming like the blood beneath your skin look: you, you, you.

words Patroclus never said to Achilles | (e.l.) 

[kihlorn]

@sixofcrowsnet heist: backstory → inej ghafa

inej grew up in a family of acrobats and lived in traveling suli caravans. inej was rudely waken and kidanapped by slavers, and was sold to tante heleen. inej had her indenture bought by kaz, and was given the choice to join the dregs. inej pledged to free the world of slavers, using her boat to find them.                         mati en sheva yelu. this action will have no echo.

[annbeth]

endless list of otps: wylan van eck + jesper fahey

“Again,” Wylan said, and when Jesper opened his mouth to take another breath, Wylan leaned forward and kissed him. Jesper’s mind emptied. He wasn’t thinking of what had happened before or what might happen next. There was only the reality of Wylan’s mouth, the press of his lips, then the fine bones of his neck, the silky feel of his curls as Jesper cupped his nape and drew him nearer. This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. 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.