doesn’t this remind yall of a certain faerie prince?
(book: a study in drowning by ava reid)
@clockworkbee i think you’ll like this one👀
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What defines a romance? All scholars seem to converge on a single point: it is a story that must have a happy ending. And why is that? I say, it is because a romance is a belief in the impossible: that anything ends happily. For the only true end is death--and in this way, is romance not a rebuke of morality? When love is here, I am not. When love is not, I am gone. Perhaps a romance is a story with no end at all; where the end is but a wardrobe with a false back, leading to stranger and more merciful worlds.
Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning
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A Study In Drowning by Ava Reid
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i actually need this edition like i need water
“It began as all things did: a girl on the shore, terrified and desirous.”
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a study in drowning was so atmospherically beautiful and eery, comforting like the month of november, the day of thursday, the beige and orange shades of autumn. i felt submerged in the narrative and it made me want to go out to the world, to live amongst the cliffside, to bury myself in the library and delve for hours and days and months into all the scholarly works of this world, to fight against misogyny, to read all the philosophies and
yeah
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Scarlett and Julian - Caraval
Art by @jesterstory_art on Instagram
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Someone get me this man RIGHT NOW.
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literally only on like the chapter 7 of caraval but i'm already wanting to marry julian like????? if he keeps talking like that??? idk i might just trip down the stairs in hopes that he'd catch me
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“Now I need some of your blood.” His voice was so gentle, made of gentle, the same way his blood had been made of everything he was feeling. Scarlett had never felt so close to another person. She knew she would give him what he asked for-whatever he asked for-that she would eagerly let him drink a part of her the way she had him.
“Julian,” she said in a whisper, as if anything louder would destroy the delicacy of the moment, “why are you doing this?” His amber-flecked eyes met hers, and something in them made her breathing hitch.
“I’d think the answer was obvious.”
Scarlett and Julian - Caraval
Artist: @/boba_fiish / @bobafiish
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tella and legend, eva and jacks, you guys can have them, i want scarlett and julian
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According to myths, the stars weren’t merely distant lights, they were beings older than the Fates, as terrible and powerful as they were mesmerizing and magical. And somehow Legend had manipulated them all.
“I’m surprised Legend doesn’t do this to the sky every night,” Tella said.
“He probably would if he could.”
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After all, the darkness only looked the way he did because of her. She’d given him that shape, chosen what to make of him, what to see.
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