can i touch your heart?

❝Most people are lucky to have one great love in their life. You have found t w o.❞

“Because when the legends get written, I didn’t want to be remembered for standing on the sidelines. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldn’t do anything useful.” I blinked, this time not at the brightness of the sun. “Because,” he went on, his eyes locked with mine, “I didn’t want you to fight alone. Or die alone.”

A Court of Silver Flames | Coming January 2021

@maverkling asked ⟶ jurdan + tarot

The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had been tugging me with disconcerting frequency these days.

     “Braccas meas vescimini!“ I wasn’t sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant ‘Eat my pants!”

Happy Birthday, @williamsherondales! 

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q for queen of nothing chosen by @sunchosens​​       ❝ “Mortals are fragile,“ I say.       "Not you,” he says in a way that sounds a little like a lament. “You never break.”       Which is ridiculous, as hurt as I am. I feel like a constellation of wounds, held together with string and stubbornness. Still, I like hearing it. I like everything he’s saying all too well. That boy is your weakness.❞

the song of achilles by madeline miller

f a t e is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast… 

You think I was going to use my filthy Muggle father’s name forever? I, in whose veins runs the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself, through my mother’s side? I, keep the name of a foul, common Muggle, who abandoned me even before I was born, just because he found out his wife was a witch? No, Harry — I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak, when I had become the greatest sorcerer in the world!

In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

olympians: goddesses 

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crows remember human faces. they remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. and the people who wrong them too. they don’t forget. they tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for. (insp.)