pairing: adora/catra
rating: t
chapter: 10/10
word count: 9.2k
must i have a summary? here is the conclusion of sad portal au hi hello we are so back
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Anaïs Nin, Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1934-37
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Elie Saab Spring 2006 Couture
📸: bella.feoli
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SLEEPING BEAUTY (1959)
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do it scared do it stupid do it badly whatever it is that's worth doing, that's worth anything at all, we do it. be it scared be it stupid be it badly. the sincerity remains the same.
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[text ID: Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them. /end ID]
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PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: AT WORLD'S END (2007)
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Charles Baudelaire, from Modern Poets of France: An Anthology; "Hymn To Beauty,"
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Connie in 11x10: New Haunts
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The Fisherman and the Siren by Frederic Leighton (1856-58)
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Ritual Is Journey, Chris Abani
[ Text ID: As you lay dying, I asked, What is your biggest regret? / Every kindness withheld, you said. / Every flicker of pleasure denied, you said. / Look, you said, sunlight. ]
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“Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years.”
— Christina Rossetti, from Echo in “The Complete Poems Of Christina Rossetti”
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i hear the wind across the plain a sound so strong, that calls my name it's wild like the river, it's warm like the sun yeah, it's here, this is where i belong
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the evolution of gideon describing harrow smiling in gideon the ninth: a comprehensive collection
Then Harrow cocked her head to the side like a quizzical bird and smiled a tiny, contemptuous smile. (Chapter 2)
The necromancer could not hide a triumphant smile. It stretched her mouth and made her split lips bleed. The sight was incomparably creepy. (Chapter 14)
Harrow’s lips curled. They showed her teeth, stained slightly pink with blood. She smiled again—slower than before, just as terrible, just as strange. (Chapter 14)
Harrowhark smiled. This smile was unusual too: it betokened conspiracy, which was normal, except that this one invited Gideon to be part of it. Her eyes glowed like coals with sheer collusion. Gideon didn’t know if she could handle all these new expressions on Harrow: she needed a lie down. (Chapter 16)
A small, astonished smile creased her mouth. The smile transformed her face into an affliction of beauty that Gideon had heretofore managed to ignore. (Chapter 32)
Gideon looked over her shoulder at her, and caught the Reverend Daughter’s smile. There was blood sweat coming out of her left ear, but her smile was long and sweet and beautiful. (Chapter 36)
The Reverend Daughter of the Ninth House smiled, tiny and triumphant. Then she keeled into Gideon’s arms. Gideon stumbled, sick with terror, kneeling them both down to the ground as Harrow lay like a broken rag doll. She forgot her sword, forgot everything as she cradled her used-up adept. She forgot the wrecked ligaments in her sword arm, her messed-up knee, the cups of blood she’d lost, everything but that tiny, smouldering, victorious smile. (Chapter 36)
i will be over in the corner crying and you all are welcome to join me
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