May My Identity Be Deeply Woven As The Rocks In The River So No Current Can Sweep It Away

Behind her rode Cristina, who had her hands in the air and was shrieking with happiness. “Emma!” she shouted. “Emma, look, no, hands!”

Emma glanced back and laughed aloud. Mark who rode Windspear with and air of familiarity, Kieran clinging to his belt with one hand, was not as amused. “Use your hands!” he yelled. “Cristina! It’s not a roller coaster!”

- Lord of Shadows, (The Dark Artifices Book 2) Cassandra Clare

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“I wanna be an active member of the fandoms I am in but my untalented self can do nothing but roll on the grounds.”

-A novel by me

It hurts how relatable this is

@reallygaymangos I know you asked for a picture of Will trying to fight in a wedding dress, but it sort of turned into a silly little comic. Hope this doesn’t disappoint. ;)

I’m just gonna leave this here

Reblog if you ship Riarkle romantically

I’m curious.

there's no greater betrayal than finally starting to read a book you've had sitting for months on your shelf or your desk or your nightstand and then finding out it's bad. like. i gave you a fucking home.

i do not know a SINGLE person, not even out of my friends, not even out of the most woke people on this damn site, that only likes unproblematic things. every single one of us likes something that’s fucking garbage. so some of y’all can climb down off your high horses and stop competing for the “least problematic” award honest to god.

Did anyone else swoon over Jesse in this scene 😍

Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”