red, white and royal blue - casey mcquinston
“I thought, this is the most incredible thing I have ever seen, and I had better keep it a safe distance away from me. I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire.
And then I was a careless fool, and I fell in love with you anyway. When you rang me at truly shocking hours of the night, I loved you. When you kissed me in disgusting public toilets and pouted in hotel bars and made me happy in ways in which it had never even occurred to me that a mangled-up, locked-up person like me could be happy, I loved you.
And then, inexplicably, you had the absolute audacity to love me back. Can you believe it?
Sometimes, even now, I still can't.”
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@fictiondaily event 1: minimalistic
the circus arrives without warning . . .
the night circus by erin morgenstern
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@litofcolournet: event 2 — dynamics.
the women of all for the game.
“neil thought about renee’s bruised knuckles, dan’s fierce spirit, and allison holding her ground on court a week after seth’s death. […] he felt compelled to say, ‘some of the strongest people I’ve known are women’.”
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librarysource event ii - characters of colour
“i should be afraid. instead, i lift my chin from where i kneel. let defiance shine from my eyes.”
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in his bed, he struggled to move. just after waking, after dreaming, his body belonged to no one. he looked at it from above, like a mourner at a funeral.
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MAKE ME CHOOSE — @starlessgansea asked the starless sea or if we were villains
+ @princekiem asked the outsiders or if we were villains
per aspera ad astra. i’d heard a variety of translations, but the one i liked best was through the thorns, to the stars.
insp, x, x, x.
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“i hope that hector kills you.”
“do you think i do not hope the same?”
@fictiondaily event 1: minimalistic
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“I will ask you only once to tone down that animosity.”
“I can’t,” Neil said. “I have a bit of an attitude problem.”
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@fictiondaily event 1: minimalistic (the song of achilles, madelline miller)
we were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
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