“Hello, Sam,” she breathed onto the river breeze.
“I miss you,” she said. “Every day, I miss you. And I wonder what you would have made of all this. Made of me. I think—I think you would have been a wonderful king. I think they would have liked you more than me, actually.” Her throat tightened. “I never told you—how I felt. But I loved you, and I think a part of me might always love you. Maybe you were my mate, and I never knew it. Maybe I’ll spend the rest of my life wondering about that. Maybe I’ll see you again in the Afterworld, and then I’ll know for sure. But until then … until then I’ll miss you, and I’ll wish you were here.”
if this isn't the most painful eulogy and confession I've ever read.
Jesper fahey said "if only you could talk to girls in equations." and then Wylan van eck asked "just girls?" and Jesper had the audacity to reply with "no. not just girls." AND I haven't recovered since. anyways happy pride month ya'll.
My friend just said that kaz calling inej an investment has the same vibe as cardan yeeting jude into a river and I-
The trope where a character has lots of scars and is given the opportunity to heal them but while the healer is doing their thing the character looks at a particular scar and goes "No, not this one." because it reminds them of something they survived will ALWAYS, ALWAYS SERVE😭
Darklina as Taylor swift songs ~
"And it took you five whole minutes, to pack us up and leave me with it."
"You were my crown, Now I'm in exile seein' you out."
"Second, third, and hundredth chances, balancin' on breaking branches. Those eyes add insult to injury."
"You're not my homeland anymore, so what am I defendin' now?".
"All this time, we always walked a very thin line."
"My eclipsed sun."
"My twisted knife, my sleepless night, my win-less fight."
"Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in."
"You knew you won, so what's the point of keeping score?"
"My kingdom come undone, you have beaten my heart."
"Weepin' in a sunlit room, and if I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too."
"Did I deserve, babe? All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you, till my dying day."
"You had to kill me but it killed you just the same."
"I didn't have it in myself to go with grace, 'cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave."
"And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?"
"And you can aim for me heart, go for blood, But you would still miss me in your bones."
"And if you wanted me, you really should've showed."
"But we were something, don't you think so?"
"And if my wishes came true, it would've been you."
"You know the greatest loves of all time are over now?"
"If one thing had been different, would everything be different?"
"You and I walk a fragile line, I have known it all this time. But I never thought I'd live to see it break."
"He will try too take away my pain, and he just might make me smile. But the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead."
"But I still mean every word I said to you."
"I thought I had you figured out. Can't turn back now, I'm haunted."
Once, there was a young prince who was born in a castle. His mother was a princess scholar, and his father was the most handsome, feared knight in all the land. As a boy, people would bring him everything he could ever dream of wanting. The most beautiful silk clothes, ripe fruit from the orangery.
At times, he was so happy, he felt he would never grow tired of being a prince. He came from a long, long line of princes, but never before had there been a prince quite like him: born with his heart on the outside of his body. When he was small, his family would smile and laugh and say he would grow out of it one day. But as he grew, it stayed where it was, red and visible and alive. He didn’t mind it very much, but every day, the family’s fear grew that the people of the kingdom would soon notice and turn their backs on the prince.
His grandmother, the queen, lived in a high tower, where she spoke only of the other princes, past and present, who were born whole.
Then, the prince’s father, the knight, was struck down in battle. The lance tore open his armor and his body and left him bleeding in the dust. And so, when the queen sent new clothes, armor for the prince to parcel his heart away safe, the prince’s mother did not stop her. For she was afraid, now: afraid of her son’s heart torn open too.
So the prince wore it, and for many years, he believed it was right.
Until he met the most devastatingly gorgeous peasant boy from a nearby village who said absolutely ghastly things to him that made him feel alive for the first time in years and who turned out to be the most mad sort of sorcerer, one who could conjure up things like gold and vodka shots and apricot tarts out of absolutely nothing, and the prince’s whole life went up in a puff of dazzling purple smoke, and the kingdom said, “I can’t believe we’re all so surprised.”
“Did your wish come true?” // “I am not entirely certain yet.” // “You shall have to let me know,” Celia says. “I hope it does. I suppose in a way, I made the Wishing Tree for you.”
“I made a wish on this tree years ago,” Marco says // “What did you wish for?” Bailey asks, hoping it is not too forward a question // “I wished for her,” he says.
WILL I EVER RECOVER FROM THIS *SCREAMS*
“To you, I offer honey wine and the hospitality of my table. But to traitors and oath breakers, I offer my queen’s hospitality instead. The hospitality of knives."
I CAN'T---- THE POWER JUDE HOLDS.
V.E Schwab writes such dynamic and complex characters that are so unforgettable. Like they have so much range and spice to them,, they're just *chef's kiss*
I often find myself thinking about the gay little family in Vicious and the nerdy little romantics in Addie Larue and the bisexual Slytherpuffs in Shades of Magic. I wish I could give Kell, Lila, Addie, Henry, Victor, Syd, Mitch, Eli and Rhy a little forehead kiss and protect them.
Wylan Van Eck🤝Spencer Reid
Being the genius baby of their group, yet being the most traumatized with daddy issues
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