Kova Jokingly Said They Are Gonna Get Him Pregnant??? For Real??? I Need To Read/hear More About This.

"A society that takes care of its own does not produce children who dream of burning it down."

-Xiran Jay Zhao, Heavenly Tyrant, page 208

(Not saying who says that line to avoid spoilers)

Longing in Love Starters

❥ I notice everything about them, and I hate how naturally I’ve memorized the way their laugh curves at the end.

❥ Every time they look at me, I forget whatever clever thing I was about to say. Which is probably a blessing.

❥ I don’t know when it happened, but they’ve started showing up in the spaces between my thoughts.

❥ I sit closer than I need to. Not close enough to be obvious, just close enough to feel the warmth.

❥ They touched my hand for a second. A blink. A breath. And I’ve been replaying it for hours.

❥ I tell myself it’s nothing, but my heart keeps writing poetry anyway.

❥ Sometimes I think I hear their voice in a crowd and my chest tightens before my brain even catches up.

❥ I want to tell them. God, I almost do. But the fear of losing what we have keeps my mouth shut.

❥ There’s a tenderness in the way they say my name that makes me believe they see me.

❥ I don’t want to fall for them. I just want to stay where we are forever. And maybe that’s worse.

You don’t need to say “She was losing.” 

Show me the way her breath stutters, the way her vision blurs at the edges, how her arms feel like lead but she still lifts them anyway. Show me the taste of blood on her tongue, the sharp sting when she wipes it away.  

A fight isn’t just fists and kicks, it’s instinct. It’s mistakes. It’s the split second where she moves left instead of right, and pain explodes across her ribs. It’s the way she grits her teeth, forces herself to stay standing, even when her legs threaten to buckle. 

People don’t announce their next move. They don’t think in long sentences. It’s breathless. It’s now. It’s move or lose. Make your readers feel every hit, every heartbeat, every desperate second she fights to stay on her feet.

My sister. My responsibility.

they call him THE WINTER SOLDIER

hi hi! this one's mine >u<

What is the first sentence in your WIP?

I’ll go first

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [4/15] Male Characters: ☆ Bellamy Blake (The 100)

Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.

dead man walking

[ -> prints 💙 ]

They really said^

The funniest part of Sinners was when the Native Americans just said “yeahhh good luck with that”

─ Hisham Siddiqi