#usereira

[elwinged]

@projectliterature event 01 : 2020 releases — tweet cute

“The tweet that launched a thousand other tweets.”

“To think we were only mildly sleep-deprived, then.”

[11x11pm]

do you belong in gryffindor, slytherin, ravenclaw, or perhaps hufflepuff?                                               choose carefully.                                                                                                 hogwarts houses ft. van gogh

[ketterwraith]

@projectliterature event 01 : 2020 releases ->

The Empress of Salt and Fortune

One drunken evening, many years on, In-yo would say that the war was won by silenced and nameless women, and it would be hard to argue with her.

[betsydobsons]

Anne of Green Gables for @moonyfever

— “how brilliant is it, to be free and young and able to imagine?”

[sabrinas-spellsman]

Six of Crows as Movie Stills 

Inej turned to go. Kaz seized her hand, keeping it on the railing. He didn’t look at her. “Stay”, he said, his voice rough stone. “Stay in Ketterdam. Stay with me.” She looked down at his gloved hand clutching hers. Everything in her wanted to say yes, but she would not settle for so little, not after all she’d been through. “What would be the point?” He took a breath. “I want you to stay. I want you to… I want you”. “You want me.” She turned the words over. Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set. It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?” He released her hand, his shoulders bunching, his gaze angry and ashamed as he turned his face to the sea.

[mairauders]

     James had always been more than just one thing. He was a w i z a r d and yet he had a passion for numbers. Math, physics, engineering… These were all muggle things he couldn’t help but adore. He was a s c i e n t i s t. But that was not all. He was an a r t i s t, too. He would often catch himself playing back songs he had heard Sirius listening to days before. He was an a t h l e t e. The times spent on his broom in the air were the moments when he felt most alive and free. He was a b o y, in love with another boy. He believed in aliens. He loved making things and tinkering. He was fascinated by the way the universe and everything in it worked. You could almost see the gears turning inside his head sometimes. He was J a m e s. He was a friend, a troublemaker, a leader. He loved with his whole heart, and protected with his life. He was James, and there was a whole universe within him. (x)

                                Happy birthday, James Potter! 

[annbeth]

                                   i learned a long time ago:

                                                      never bet against 

                                                                     a n n a b e t h

[faheys]

“Shhh,” she whispered in Van Daal’s ear. She gave him a tiny jab in the side so that he could feel the point of her second dagger pressed against his kidney.

“Please,” he moaned, “I-”

“I like it when men beg,” she said, “But this isn’t the time for it.”