but it wasn’t that henry was less of himself in english. he was less of himself out loud. his native language was thought.

for @sonyasemyanovna, happy bday kafka ♡

@lgbtqcreators creator challenge: literature, media from asia, gradient, magenta

he loves her. of this he’s certain. he loves her laugh; that sharp, sudden sound; the cynical laugh that always comes too quick, like it’s ripped out of her. he loves her quick, confident grin. he loves her resilience, her bravery, even her impulsiveness. she’s everything he’s not: unbound, reckless, free. he’s never known anyone like her. she terrifies him, and he loves her so much it hurts.

@lgbtqcreators creator meme — [3/10] lgbtq+ characters

“Ambition was such a dirty word, so tainted, but she had it. She was enslaved by it. There was so much ego to the concept of fate, but she needed to cling to it. She needed to believe she was meant for enormity; that the fulfillment of a destiny could make for the privilege of salvation, even if it didn't feel that way right now.”

@fictionnet event 07 - cover redesign: the secret history by donna tartt

“forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not”

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SHERLOCK ( 2010 - 2017 )

"A nice murder. That'll cheer you up."

(a repost because my first blog is gone, and this'll flop hard but oh well)

@fictiondaily event 1: minimalistic — malibu rising

“there was finally enough air within her for a fire to ignite.”

—  SANKTA ALINA. SOL KOROLEVA. 

❝ i am the sun summoner. it gets dark when i say it does. ❞

@litofcolournet ​: event 1 — characters of colour

Her ring struck against her chest, a silent reminder. Murderer. Murderer. Murderer.

Yet another voice whispered: savior.

Zafira Bint Iskandar

[ We Hunt the Flame by Hafsah Faizal ]

@fictionnet event 03 — archetypes.

every single one of us is missing something. we are all too powerful, too extraordinary, and don’t you see it’s because we’re riddled with vacancies? we are empty and trying to fill, lighting ourselves on fire just to prove that we are normal — that we are ordinary. that we, like anything, can burn.

THE ATLAS SIX. (insp)

BOOKS READ IN 2022: ➤ Daisy Jones & The Six by Taylor Jenkins-Reid

I think you have to have faith in people before they earn it. Otherwise it's not faith, right?

@ravencyclenet event viii : parallels.

the phrase had come to live in henry’s head. something more explained perfectly why he could never say what he meant – something more, by its definition, would always be different than what you already had in your hand. 

Isn’t that reason enough to keep living? To rediscover simple delights one moment at a time, I mean. I used to count them on my fingers, reassuring myself there was still good in the world and reminding myself to keep looking for those blessings. Butterflies, fresh-baked bread, the crunch of leaves on an autumn morning, so on and so forth. They don’t have to be profound. I started with one: the scent of fresh-cut grass. […] What you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself. It’s so easy to get lost in ourselves and this world. Sometimes you need to find your way back one tiny miracle at a time. —THE SUNSHINE COURT, NORA SAKAVIC

@librarysource mission IV: book alphabet ↪ i for if we were villains, by m.l. rio

❝”for us, everything was a performance.” a small, private smile catches me off guard and i glance down, hoping he won’t see it. “everything poetic.”❞

@storyseekers event 21: minimalist —the song of achilles by madeline miller

“and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

@fictiondaily mission 02: nostalgic reads — little women by louisa may alcott

“women, they have minds, and they have souls, as well as just hearts. and they’ve got ambition, and they’ve got talent, as well as just beauty. i’m so sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for.”