my new Roman Empire is the buzzfeed unsolved au andreil fic from an orphan account I just read that supposedly has a sequel that is nowhere to be found
“Andrew kissed him like this was a fight with their lives on the line, like his world stopped and started with Neil’s mouth.”
“Don’t look at me like that. I am not your answer, and you sure as fuck aren’t mine.”
he didn’t want to leave andrew with nothing, but what could he possibly say?
it's not the world that's cruel, it's the people in it.
NEIL JOSTEN || All for the Game
“Gansey.” A pause. “That’s all there is.”
happy birthday @richardcampbells ♥︎
“I am self destructive, not stupid. I know better.”
 “the way Gansey saw it was this: if you had a special knack for finding things, it meant you owed the world to look.”
CHARACTER AESTHETICS — allison reynolds, all for the game. she could have inherited her parents billion-dollar empire, but she didn’t want the restrictions that life came with. she wanted the right to be her own person. she wanted to prove herself on the court.
What if they grew up together as little southern boys???? what if???
“more than anything, the journal wanted. it wanted more than it could hold, more than words could describe, more than diagrams could illustrate. longing burst from the pages, in every frantic line and every hectic sketch and every dark-printed definition. there was something pained and melancholy about it.”
happy birthday, @selwynkane 🤍
She refused to bend to others expectations of her and could be honest to the point of cruelty. She could have inherited her parents billion-dollar empire, but she didn’t want the restrictions that life came with. She wanted the right to be her own person. She wanted to prove herself on the court.
@celiastjamez asked ⟶ aftg + myth
Me sneaking onto tumblr for sunshine court spoilers while rereading the raven king to give myself little treats to get through the boys suffering just knowing I will have to read Jean suffering later 🥹
“Is that what those things are?” she asked. “Around your wrists and neck? Marks?” “These?” He leaned forward, and the change in him was instant, the glowing eyes, the curling horns, the broadening of the shoulders. Without meaning to, Alex found herself scooting back in her chair. He was man and then monster in the space of a breath. The golden bands glowed at his wrists and throat.
“Yeah,” she said, trying not to show her fear. “Those.” “These marks mean I am bound in service. Forever.” “To hell? To Golgarot?” He laughed then, the sound deep and cold, the thing at the bottom of the lake.
Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo, page 412.
Guys. I've done it.
The animatic is finally here!!!! YAhooo!!
I really hope you like it. Took me something like two/three weeks on top of an insane amount of work, I don't know how I managed both-
If you want you can (re)watch it on Youtube! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mki1Vl3ylMM (yes this is self promotion)
From Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo.
books read in 2023: all for the game by nora sakavic
"remember this feeling. this is the moment you stop being the rabbit."