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[tridentarius]

EVERLARK WEEK II » day 5 | fanart friday

I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.

➳ Book Accurate Fancast of The Hunger Games

[dallaswinstons]

read in 2025: THE OUTSIDERS; SE HINTON

"we're almost as close as brothers; when you grow up in a tight-knit neighborhood like ours you get to know each other real well"

[pearlandprophecies]

it may not be my quest, but maybe it's mine to win

[capulets]

side by side, they were very much alike, in similarity less of lineament than of manner and bearing, a correspondence of gesture which bounced and echoed between them so that a blink seemed to reverberate, moments later, in a twitch of the other's eyelid. their eyes were the same color of gray, intelligent and calm.

[emmaharwoods]

“I love you,” [Rin] said. Kitay gave her a tired smile. “I know.”

[henry-marchbanks]

What are the dead anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?

[shadowhaert]

wuthering heights for @alicenthighstower

[edwardslovelyelizabeth]

Atmosphere by Taylor Jenkins Reid

«Look,” Vanessa said, pointing up toward the western edge of the sky. “Hercules.” Joan did not speak. “The whole sky makes sense to me now,” Vanessa said. “Because of you.»