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favorite characters: jude duarte, folk of the air trilogy by holly black “What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.”

archive moodboards

i’m changing my url but i don’t wanna ask you to vote without giving something in return, so i’m making archive moodboards!

rules:

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tell me what you voted for

i will post the moodboards as soon as they’re done, but they might take a while so please be patient with me

thank you and good day pls don’t let this flop lmao

#bookloversanonnet #thebluesargentnet #ganseycopingnet #troyetrashnet #noorhelmnw #archive moodboards

christmas blogrates bc why tf not

this is basically bc i’m hella bored rn and also i haven’t done blogrates in a while so here we go

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send me anything christmas-related, or anything about your weekend if you don’t celebrate christmas

blacklist ‘jo rates’ if you don’t wanna see these

rates will look like this

#troyetrashnet #ganseycopingnet #thebluesargentnet #cacwnet #thestarwarsnet #jo rates #go!!!

mathiashelvars > saetresnooras

i wish i could say i was sorry tbh

#thebluesargentnet #troyetrashnet #cacwnet #ganseycopingnet #thestarwarsnet #url change #it took me so damn long to find a url #they're all taken and not being used it's fucking annoying

ya lit meme: eight otps (3/8) — adam parrish & ronan lynch

once, when adam had still lived in the trailer park, he had been pushing the lawn mower around the scraggly side yard when he realized that it was raining a mile away. he could smell it, the earthy scent of rain on dirt, but also the electric, restless smell of ozone. and he could see it: a hazy gray sheet of water blocking his view of the mountains. he could track the line of rain travelling across the vast dry field towards him. it was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. it was coming from so far away that he had plenty of time to put the mower away and get under cover. instead, though, he just stood there and watched it approach. even at the last minute, as he heard the rain pounding the grass flat, he just stood there. he closed his eyes and let the storm soak him.

that was this kiss.

they kissed again. adam felt it in more than his lips.