rosenkranz-does-things:

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Camilla was crouched down, wiping her knives on one of their jackets. When she looked up, Nona was electrified. One of her eyes was a pale, pearlescent grey; the other one of her eyes was a deep, cool stone colour. Nona understood in a sudden shiver what she was looking at.

officialunitedstates:

rangerdew:

officialunitedstates:

cities with rivers running through them 8/10
cities with rivers on the edge: 5/10
cities with no rivers to be heard of: 3/10

why is there no 10/10 city

rent prices

one thing they don’t tell you about being in a relationship is that the number of stuffies you have will triple

set up a drumset today………

catmask:

its true that romance amd friendship will not solve everything but. objectively speaking its very hard to get sad when you can say ‘lets go get cake tomorrow okay’ and someone will go get cake with you. like there is some good at least. you know

rosenkranz-does-things:

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I haven’t reread htn in awhile so this could be either canon or completely wrong, but I like to think that whenever post-lobotomy Harrow felt that someone was missing from her life, her brain helpfully supplied the image of the Body.

yay I love a party and I love my friends and I love that at the end of the party I can find most of the people I invited in the room with the cats

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tfw no gf (so you split yourself in two to make your own)

kallistoi:

rosenkranz-does-things:

Your mouth was very dry when you said: “My affections lie buried in the Locked Tomb.”

“And let them lie,” she said, laughingly, and not very kindly.

[image description: a digital illustration of a scene from the locked tomb series. it shows ianthe leaning over to kiss harrow in a hallway in the mithraeum. harrow turns away with an angry expression as ianthe cups her face and kisses her cheek. text below, surrounded by a decorative border of bones, reads, “you said, ‘i appreciate your part in this, tridentarius,’ but before you could stop her, she drew you close with her living arm, and she bent her head to yours. you understood this inevitability only a second before it happened. perhaps there was a dark universe in which you reached for her; in another you exploded her heart in her chest. in this one, as she lowered her mouth, you turned your face away, and her kiss fell on the side of your jaw.”]

this is great now I’m waiting on two books with no release date

not a princess, not a girl, but a rare and magnificent monster, perhaps even unique

I’m reading floralinda and really enjoying it. tamsyn muir loves to kill a girl’s spirit with Awful Situations and then see what happens next

is there anything quite like a little bit of jam on a saltine. my god.

mycotoxin:

I’ve gone to the women’s restroom a lot in my life, and not once have I ever seen genitalia besides my own while there. No penis, no vulva, nothing.

I’ve literally seen a bathroom full of baby lizards, one time a whole fucking fish on the floor, and someone come out of the stall with a plate, knife, and fork like they just ate a meal before I’ve seen genitals. Why would I ever be worried about seeing some woman with her cock out