Fire Breathing Bitch Queen

↳ I’m not an angel, Jace. I don’t return library books. I steal illegal music off the internet. I lie to my mom. I am completely ordinary.

STAR WARS: EPISODE IV - A NEW HOPE (1977) dir. George Lucas

folklore part 2 // part 1

* insp. by @daji *

“Forever?” Simon said. “Forever is an awfully long time.”

What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?  It will be.

Aelin looked at Chaol and Dorian and sobbed. Opened her arms to them, and wept as they held each other. “I love you both,” she whispered. “And no matter what may happen, no matter how far we may be, that will never change.”

Nikolai had been told that hope was dangerous, had been warned of it many times. But he’d never believed that. Hope was the wind that came from nowhere to fill your sails and carry you home.

In the early days, months, years of this, they had crafted a silent code between them.  

Kell would say it was impossible. What a useless word, in a world with magic.

“You know that feeling, when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.”

be careful, diana. they do not deserve you.

He lay down, his hand still upon his sword, and fell asleep. Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.

       I’ll do a n y t h i n g. I’ll stop fighting. Just please don’t kill him.

The Lunar Chronicle girls.