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9 months ago
“Answer me,” Sabran said, voice straining. “I am your queen.”

“You may be a queen, but you are not my queen. I am not your subject, Sabran.” Ead stepped inside and shut the doors. “And that is why you can be certain that what was between us was real.”
“I am not your queen,” Sabran whispered over her skin, “but I am yours.” Ead raked her fingers through the dark of her hair. “And you will find that I can also be generous.”

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“Answer me,” Sabran said, voice straining. “I am your queen.” “You may be a queen, but you are not my queen. I am not your subject, Sabran.” Ead stepped inside and shut the doors. “And that is why you can be certain that what was between us was real.”

“I am not your queen,” Sabran whispered over her skin, “but I am yours.” Ead raked her fingers through the dark of her hair. “And you will find that I can also be generous.”

9 months ago

They’re soulmates but one of them is infact trying to choke the other to death with the red string of fate tying them together

9 months ago
I Need Them To Kiss Please Thank You

I need them to kiss please thank you


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9 months ago
Did You Get The Bus All The Way Here? Yep. All Three Of Them. Why? I Just Wanted To See You Dancing.
Did You Get The Bus All The Way Here? Yep. All Three Of Them. Why? I Just Wanted To See You Dancing.
Did You Get The Bus All The Way Here? Yep. All Three Of Them. Why? I Just Wanted To See You Dancing.
Did You Get The Bus All The Way Here? Yep. All Three Of Them. Why? I Just Wanted To See You Dancing.
Did You Get The Bus All The Way Here? Yep. All Three Of Them. Why? I Just Wanted To See You Dancing.

Did you get the bus all the way here? Yep. All three of them. Why? I just wanted to see you dancing. You always look so happy when you're dancing.

9 months ago
Nobody Is Doing It Like Her

nobody is doing it like her

9 months ago

There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.

Virginia Woolf

9 months ago

"That's when I finally realised it wasn't just a question of where I was. It was something inside me. No matter where I went, no matter who I was with, if I could be honest with myself, then that was where I belonged."

-- Days at the Morisaki Bookshop

9 months ago
Sunlight // I Carrion (icarian)
Sunlight // I Carrion (icarian)

sunlight // i carrion (icarian)

9 months ago

samantha shannon writing the bone season series

Samantha Shannon Writing The Bone Season Series