“And You Think It Was Sunrise I Was Waiting For And Not My Queen. Do You Not Hear Her Footfalls? She

“My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered. “But it makes no difference if my name’s Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I’d still beat you, no matter what you call me.”

Aelin being the sass queen she is fills my heart with joy

Inej Ghafa is listening to Renegade by Taylor Swift.

Part 2 of my Valentine's post🤍

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3

Wylan Van Eck🤝Spencer Reid

Being the genius baby of their group, yet being the most traumatized with daddy issues

A year ago, taylor swift wrote an album for the hopeless romantics, the lonely yearners, touch starved kids, the people who peaked in high school, single parents who gave all that they had, the ones who never got over their first love, those who live in a fantasy, grief stricken young people, the entire lgbtq+ community, mentally ill and misunderstood kids, fierce women who's souls are tired of being second to men, broken hearted divorcées, glamorous and beautiful ingénues who don't quite belong, sexy murderers, bisexual former gifted kids, teens who are terrified of getting older, people with unrequited crushes, cynical bitches who fell in love and for the dreamers, for us.

friendly reminder that the god of mischief, Loki Laufeyson SMILED WHEN MOBIUS TOLD HIM THAT HE COULD BE WHOEVER HE WANTED, EVEN SOMEONE GOOD.

He buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply. “How is it I smell like goose shit and cheap whiskey and you smell like you just ran through a meadow of wildflowers?”

“Ruthlessness.”

He breathed in again. “What is that scent? It reminds me of something, but I can’t place what.”

“The last child you tried to eat?”

“That must be it.”

I think this is when I started shipping zoyalai.

When Jessie and Amita started talking about diversity in the industry, and how being Asian and trying to fit in makes you feel like you belong nowhere. And how these characters show young girls that they DO BELONG AND THAT THEY CAN BE BAD BITCHES TOO. I cried. We love it.

I've got some tricks up my sleeve

Takes one to know one

You're a cowboy like me

Never wanted love

Just a fancy car.

~ Taylor Swift, Evermore.

The trope where two characters are somewhere they shouldn't be, so they start making out to hide the real reason>>>

EVEN BETTER IF THEY'RE ENEMIES- *squeals*