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Anonymous asks:
In acowar Tamlin said that Archeron sisters had a type: Illyrians. Yup, Elain, you’re next 👄
I love when small little nuggets like this come back around!! HAAHAHA Sarah knew & she was playing us the whole time lmao
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RIGHT SEVERAL THINGS! Im getting over 100 flipping messages and cant reply to all it is stressing me OUT.
This is 100% curtesy of @psychee92 for sharing it with me!! All the love for them pls ♥️👏🏻 our saviour!
Second pls for the love of god no hate, if anyone wants to discuss comments concerns whatnot pls feel free to “ask” me its so much easier than navigating replies 😭 the other post has me loosong my shit replying to people and it wont tag them.
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emberscrown asks:
hi, cassie!! is there any way we can get a snippet with james and cordelia? i love them so much🥺
It’s very hard to find anything unspoilery about them!
His golden eyes were fixed on her, fierce as a hawk’s gaze. She said, “It doesn’t matter what I said. I wanted them to leave you alone —“
“I don’t believe you,” he said. She could feel the slight tremors running through his body — tremors of stress, that meant he was holding himself very still. Holding himself back. “You don’t say things you don’t mean, Daisy —“
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“‘There was only feelings-hatred and terror and the desire to destroy…. And you.’ He looks at me, his lips curving in something that’s not quite a smile; it’s more and less than that. ‘I knew little else, but I always knew you.’”
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Carden Greenbriar
The Queen of Nothing, Holly Black
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“Tell me again what you said at the revel,” he says, climbing over me, his body against mine. “What?” I can barely think. “That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.” “I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” He kisses me harder. “I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”
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“Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must.”
Queen of Nothing, Holly Black
Has anyone else finished it yet? It was so good! I’m devestated that it’s over, though. I’ve gotten too comfortable with series like Tmi that are six books long or Tog that’s like 8 books long including the prequel. I was so happy at one part that I RAN into work. My manager was very concerned because the employees absolutely never look remotely happy when approaching the store, perhaps least of all myself.
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“As sure as water’s wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.”
American Gods, Neil Gaiman
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Boys are like pillars. Something to lean on.
But they don’t make you move. You have to do that for yourself.
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addicted week: day two ☆ favorite ship
❝ she clings to me like i may slip through her arms, pull back and leave. i wouldn’t. i can’t. our love is rare. it’s one i can’t abandon, even if i tried. when she screams, an identical one rips through me. when she cries, my world rains with grief. when she loves, i truly, truly fly. i have never wanted anyone else but lily. ❞Reblogged from:
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Be your own daddy, make your own sugar.
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addicted headers
- like or reblog if you save
- credits to @artfeysnd on tt
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i want to be someone you deserve.
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We all stare around at each other. Engraining this last certain kind of picture. We started out practically unknown. Then we were swept into the limelight. Years of slowly entering fame culture. Years of protecting one another. Years of growing and missteps and falling backwards. I want to say in the end, but maybe this is still the middle. In the middle.
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“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
— Pablo Neruda, excerpt from Sonnett XVII
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