cindurellas:

When fear arrives, something is about to happen.

clarkegrifin:

lit meme | ²/₁₀ books or series: deathless by catherynne m. valente

“That’s how you get deathless, volchitsa. Walk the same tale over and over, until you wear a groove in the world, until even if you vanished, the tale would keep turning, keep playing, like a phonograph, and you’d have to get up again, even with a bullet through your eye, to play your part and say your lines.”

sixofcrowsnet:

six of crows + name meanings

since Inej doesn’t have a specific meaning, she got the meaning soundless as to not be left out of the loop.

camerongoodkn:

BOOKS I READ IN 2016 → Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

How I adore you, Marya. How well I chose. Scold me, deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

kaitegecko:

books read 2k17. one of us is lying by karen m. mcmanus

like we’re some kind of hip high school murder club without a care in the world

kaitegecko:

books read 2k17. illuminae by amie kaufman & jay kristoff.

perhaps bravery is simply the face humanity wraps around its collective madness.

alekzandermorozova:

Let me make a mark on this world before I leave it.

evangeliensamos:

edit request meme: the young elites + favourite familial relationship →  adelina amouteru & violetta amouteru // requested by @chaoslaborantin ♡

“mi adelinetta,” she whispers in my ear. “do you remember how we used to lie in the long grass, counting the stars as they emerged in the evening sky?” I nod against her shoulder. “do you remember how we used to dance in mother’s old bedchamber? do you remember how we used to hide in the closet and pretend we lived far, far away?” her voice starts to tremble. “do you remember how I sat up with you late into the night, binding your broken finger as best as I could? do you remember?”

want one?

marya-morevna:

That’s my whole life that you’ve bent in your hands. What could I have grown up to be? What kind of human woman, what kind of simple, happy thing? If I had never been broken on a bird’s wing. If I had never seen the world naked. I want to be myself again.

puresblood:

read in 2017 →   vicious by v.e. schwab 

he lifted his glass. “to never dying.”
eli lifted his. “to being remembered.”
their glasses clinked as eli added, “forever.”