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l.m. montgomery / sir george clausen, a frosty march morning / john ateinbeck, east of eden / claude monet, la pluie, 1886 / charles dickens, great expectations / nina volkova, spring / emily dickinson, march is the month of expectation / dale marsh, tales of true romance / v.e. schwab , the invisible life of addie larue

i cant believe its daylight savings time and i havent seen the “hello its me your cousin oskaar from iceland” video on my dash yet you are all slackers

i guess i have to do all the work around here dont i

I LOVE THIS SCENCE SO MUCH😭

Then the fates will know you as we know you. (requested by anonymous)

We’ve all done it

I made it a sticker: INPRNT

Erend rocking out to Concrete Beach Party 😁

Not a princess, but a fighter. 

Bellarke week: day one - Clarke day; anything Clarke-centric

Sorry, but having Zuko actually fight back against Ozai during their Agni Kai is just wrong. He was a child, only 13 at the time, afraid to fight his own father and was mutilated as punishment, because Ozai saw Zuko's begging and unwillingness to fight as unforgiveable weakness.

The Angi Kai isn't meant to be a showcase of Zuko's fighting potential (that's what the Zhao fight is for), but to show the utter cruelty of Ozai.

Bellarke January Joy: Day 17 @bellarkejanuaryjoy

from enemies to reluctant co-leaders to best friends to hopelessly in love (insp.)

Zuko and Aang, based on the cast photos from the live action Avatar series

Bellamy “Flirtface” Blake, I bet you say that to all the girls

Happy Valentine’s day, @astridandoddsandends !

[Bellarke Modern AU]  Bellamy and Clarke are still circling each other. And yet, they never end up in each other’s arms. All their friends wonder when they’ll finally get the courage to really talk, not just with their eyes, and not half-heartedly.

On Valentine’s Day night, Murphy threw a party for Emori, inviting at least 100 of their friends. The party is in full swing and Clarke already has three possibilities in mind. It’s when Bellamy sees her like this, beaming, that he realizes he can’t stand the thought of her with anyone else. Does he like torture or what? It’s high time, he decides, to find out if their friendship can turn into something different. He takes advantage of a moment when she is having a drink on the terrace to approach her and to slip in her ear: “Come with me”. Clarke turns to him : “What ?” He adds with a half-smile : “You and me. Screw everybody else. Let’s just…go.” She looks at him without a word, pupils dilated. He holds his breath. The world spins on its axis. Without a word, she slips her hand in his and they slip away. 

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