“How did I ever find you?” he asked as he moved to her side.
“You didn’t. I found you. At the library of the De Villiers, at the party of the Haduiers, and that night I went to Boniface,” she said lightly.
He thought that truly it had been so, but that he had also been drifting toward her since the beginning, magnetized, a compass that had spun wildly and then gently settled upon a true north. Not love at first sight, because those fancies were best left for books and songs, but she had extended her hand and invited him to follow her into a dance, and he had found after a few steps that though he had never danced it before, he did not want to stop.

The Beautiful Ones by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

ultramonogyny:

she’s in a better place now (her bedroom)

starsbythepocketful:

dark academia aesthetic

charlottan:

we have GOT to do more for girls who dont wanna

remusjohnslupin:

“Even the wisest cannot tell. For the mirror… shows many things…”

effemimaniac:

when you’re a child and you stay up past your bedtime you get punished by your parents, when you’re an adult and you stay up too late you just get punished by the ghosts and spirits and demons and such

tragedykery:

I love you phonetics I love you descriptivism I love you minority languages I love you dialects I love you accents I love you suffixes and prefixes I love you fossil words I love you outdated letters and pronouns I love you etymology I love you preservation of endangered languages I love you visible remnants of the way a language used to be I love you linguistics

aaronstveit:

One tiny Hobbit against all the evil the world could muster. A sane being would have given up, but Samwise burned with a magnificent madness, a glowing obsession to surmount every obstacle, to find Frodo, destroy the Ring, and cleanse Middle Earth of its festering malignancy. He knew he would try again. Fail, perhaps. And try once more. A thousand, thousand times if need be, but he would not give up the quest.

notebookmusical:

get to know me meme ♡ favorite books → the very secret society of irregular witches by sangu mandanna

“I can’t transform the world, Jamie. The world’s too big and too messy and too stubborn.” “Who said anything about transforming the world?” He shrugged. “What about just making it a little better? And then a little better? And then a little more, until, one day, maybe long after we’re gone, it has transformed?”

powerburial:

my apologies, madam. if i knew you were a weird and strange woman i would have followed immediately

heartwasglass:

| SEPTEMBER | sweet heavy scents of apple orchards, piles of leaves are tossed into the air, rakes scrape across lawns, flannels rest lazily, gusts of wind gently knock on windows, brown leaves glow gold under the warm setting sun.

mermaidteeth:

i can always relate to a girl who wants to leave

aaronstveit:

 All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.

notebookmusical:

aaronstveit:

happy september, friends! cossette and i are doing our own miniature september readathon and i thought i’d share the prompts with y'all in case you wanna join :)

1. a book about witches
2. a murder mystery
3. a book that takes place at a private school/boarding school
4. a creepy or horror book
5. a book that takes place in september
6. a book with a red cover
7. a book with a yellow cover
8. a book with an orange cover
9. a short story collection
10. a gothic novel (classic or contemporary)
11. reread an autumnal favorite
12. an autumnal romance
13. a book about a haunted house
14. a book about vampires
15. a cozy fantasy 
16. a classic / retelling 
17. a new release (published this september)
18. an autumnal classic
19. a dark academia book
20. a graphic novel

my goal is to hit at least 15 of these (1 book per prompt) but if you wanna do it, you can do as many or as few as you’d like! feel free to also suggest any prompts you think would fit :) happy reading!

made a little readathon graphic for the besties who are joining in our readathon! 🤍