I wish you could be kissed, Jane… Because I would beg just one off you.

i. howl — florence and the machine | ii. i have to go north — ramin djawadi  | iii. wolf blood — adrian von ziegler | iv. a window to the past — john williams | v. pale shadow of love — joseph loduca | vi. blood demands blood — joseph loduca | vii. king of the north — ramin djawadi | viii. coronation  — james newton howard | ix. where everything ends and everything begins — claudie mackula | bonus track. people of the north pole — nobuo uematsu

We don’t need guns, I have a lighter!

sydrian for anonymous

Six of Crows babes 

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“But there was a carefully cultivated sense of danger to this Lynch brother. This was not a rattlesnake hidden in the grass, but a deadly coral snake striped with warning colors. Everything about him was a warning.”

“Not to worry.” He kissed the lock of hair. “I am a criminal mastermind, and I have a plan.” Clearing his throat, he started to check things off in the air. “First, get a legitimate job - check. Legally buy my ship - in progress. Prove that I’m hero material by helping Cinder save the world - oh, wait, I did that already.” He winked. “Oh, and I have to stop stealing things, but that’s probably a given. So I figure, by the time you realize how much I don’t deserve you … I might kind of deserve you.”

⇀ M a y b e it was good that the world forgot every lesson, every good and bad memory, every triumph and failure, all of it dying with each generation. Perhaps this cultural amnesia spared them all. Perhaps if they remembered everything, hope would die instead.

listen here.

Banks for LADYGUNN magazine, December 2014

Piper was not much for housework. She had a very narrow skill set. She drifted toward the bedroom, on her way to have a bath or take a nap or start a war.

dream pack aesthetic