river-juliet

donna tartt and her relationship with paul

donna tartt explicitly saying the secret history is a novel about repressed sexuality

donna tartt paralleling herself with richard papen

more about paul…sounds familiar?

meet dearburn (sophie dearbold x cloke rayburn)

best friends with benefits who do absolutely everything together and know each other better than everyone. they’re so in love with each other but pretend it’s just “casual” and “fun” (it kills them inside)

reckless party boy and his gorgeous dancer who is the embodiment of a mazzy star song (who he’s so different from yet so alike!! and they’re the bestest of friends!! you never see one without the other)

soph is canonically a dance major

soph & cloke always forever!!

meet dearburn (sophie dearbold x cloke rayburn)

best friends with benefits who do absolutely everything together and know each other better than everyone. they’re so in love with each other but pretend it’s just “casual” and “fun” (it kills them inside)

reckless party boy and his gorgeous dancer who is the embodiment of a mazzy star song (who he’s so different from yet so alike!! and they’re the bestest of friends!! you never see one without the other)

soph is canonically a dance major

meet dearburn (sophie dearbold x cloke rayburn)

best friends with benefits who do absolutely everything together and know each other better than everyone. they’re so in love with each other but pretend it’s just “casual” and “fun” (it kills them inside)

reckless party boy and his gorgeous dancer who is the embodiment of a mazzy star song (who he’s so different from yet so alike!! and they’re the bestest of friends!! you never see one without the other)

soph is canonically a dance major

"She's the only heavenly thing he's ever believed in. The only creature in his merciless, cruel land who could kill him with the purity of her sins. And at times, in his loveliest dreams, he imagines she does."

Small heath had always been a purgatory of poverty and barbarity, a land that spun around rapidly from the axis of morality, but some swear there had once been a still point of a turning world, an enigma that had watered the withered lilies and the cleansed the soiled canals.

One could only recall her name by a brief whisper of an annual winter's snowfall or hushed murmurs of folks stuck in a puzzling paradox still searching for answers..or perhaps awaiting a closure that never came.

For Thomas Shelby, her name was a silent prayer, a plea conveyed in every syllable of her name like a sonnet.

River Jude Darling, was his sacred symphony and he had kept her as such even while she still sauntered around the gritty district that she had never belonged in.

River Jude Darling: His Dove

Hii!! my name is Jules and I published the introduction of my fic The White Dove on both ao3 and wattpad!! The first chapter will be published tomorrow. I came on here to share my work and hopefully make some friends and mutuals as well -`♡´-

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I can't wait for you all to meet my sweet baby River Jude Darling she's just so very special to me.. ♡ and I'm even more excited for you all to be enthralled, captivated, heartbroken and on edge by Darlingshelby (yes this is their designated ship name)

If you want to see Tommy fall FIRST and fall HARDER and yearn and long and lose his mind then you’re in the right place .ᐟ

I've always imagined what It would be like for Tommy to fall in love with someone with the same air of tragedy that he has acquired. River Jude Darling will slightly stray away from the expected naive ingenue that's become a common trend..I wanted to write a character who is iridescent yet intricate...not exactly morally complex but having to abide to morally ambiguous rules in distressing situations. River Jude Darling is a world away from Tommy Shelby and that's exactly what lures him into her eccentric, captivating yet devastating world of inventions, poetry, lace and elegant defiance.

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"As her pale body rotted in the river, It happened (very slowly) that God forgot her, First her face, her hands, at last her hair. Then she was carrion with the carrion in the water."