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One of my headcanons is that Harriet and Anthony after dancing together at the party at Carlos' house( in the Isle of the Lost book) they start to " hang-out" since there's not real dating at the isle and it kind of annoy Harry so he tries to break them up, while CJ is totally okay with it.
- CJ can’t help but grin at the sight of her older sister being a bit too cozy with a boy, seeing as she has always been constantly surrounded by the male gender, but never has had that special glimmer in her eyes before.
- On the other hand, CJ’s grin is always wiped away whenever she has to physically drag Harry away from the duo whenever he catches a glimpse of Harriet and Anthony standing within five feet of eachother.
- Honestly just Harry coming up with the dumbest/craziest schemes to put an end to Harriet and Anthony’s ‘relationship’ (not to mention, getting his (Uma’s) entire crew) while CJ had to constantly stop his from setting Anthony on fire and everything
- Anthony doesn’t even have a clue about Harry’s hatred for him (Waving at Harry from across the street in a friendly manner and Harry just shouts something like, ‘I will fucking end you’, but Anthony doesn’t even hear because he has his headset on so he just smiles and walks away while Harry s e e t h e s
- Like, while Harry goes around claiming that her sister’s ‘boyfriend’ is his number one arch enemy, Anthony literally considers Harry a friend which pisses off the pirate teen even more because he is so convinced that Anthony is using reverse psychology to get into his head.
I've been laughing at this for two days why is my mom so fucking cryptic?????
"To subdue one's self to one's own ends might be dangerous, but to subdue one's self to other people's ends was dust and ashes."
Dorothy L. Sayers, “Gaudy Night”
Wow Ernst,that was a cold shower o_O
Without Ida, time dilated and sank into a vast, shimmering emptiness. Hours and days, and light and darkness, slid into each other unremarked; there was no difference any more between lunch and breakfast, week-end and week-day, dawn or dusk; and it was like living deep in a cave lit by artificial lights.
The Little Friend by Donna Tartt
no neither can anyone Ashley
seriously though walking around the village arm and arm before they had even told Harriet in person