EVERLARK WEEK II » day 5 | fanart friday
I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
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EVERLARK WEEK II » day 5 | fanart friday
I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
➳ Book Accurate Fancast of The Hunger Games

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THE KNIGHT AND THE MOTH
“it’s not true, you know,” he said. “you don’t have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you.”
What are the dead anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?
The Possession of Alba Díaz by Isabel Cañas
«It was an ancient terror, I’ve heard people say. Or a pagan devil, rising from the dark maw of the mine to devour all in its path. Some say it was a haunting. If you ask me, that’s too straightforward. Can you imagine if this were nothing but a ghost story, full of cold drafts and shadows where they oughtn’t be, clammy palms and sweaty napes? That’s too clean a tale. Too simple. And this one gets messy.»
side by side, they were very much alike, in similarity less of lineament than of manner and bearing, a correspondence of gesture which bounced and echoed between them so that a blink seemed to reverberate, moments later, in a twitch of the other's eyelid. their eyes were the same color of gray, intelligent and calm.

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literature moodboards: station eleven by emily st. john mandel
“i stood looking over my damaged home and tried to forget the sweetness of life”
every sapphic book i love → hani and ishu's guide to fake dating by adiba jaigirdar
she smiles so rarely that each one–the genuine ones that light up her entire being–feels like a gift. like something private she has only reserved for me.
kitay was pure. he was the best person she had ever known. kitay shouldn’t know how it felt to call a god of vengeance. kitay was the last thing in the world that was still fundamentally kind and good, and she’d die before she corrupted that.
for @henwilsons, the other half of my soul.