Everyday life | 09/29/2029
I finally read chapter twelve, and I loved it. So far, aside from Violet, Iโm in love with Ridoc and Rhiannon. Ridoc is hilarious, and he somehow knows exactly what to joke about or when to throw in a sarcastic remark in every fucking situation. Just read this:
โHonestly, I thought they were going to eat you,โ Luca remarks.๏ปฟ
โMe too,โ I admit.
โI wouldnโt have blamed them,โ she continues.
โYouโre insufferable,โ Ridoc calls back.
I focus on the path and keep walking.
โWhat? Sheโs obviously our weakest link after Pryor, and I donโt blame them for snuffing him out,โ she argues. โHe could never make a decision, and no one wants someone like that as their riderโโ
A blast of heat singes my back and I halt.
Donโt be Ridoc. Donโt beโ
โGuess the dragons think sheโs insufferable, too,โ Ridoc mutters.
๐Fourth Wing | Rebecca Yarros
I asked my friend to roast me, and this was the best part: "You make questionable decisions, but in three languages."
Fourth Wing | Rebecca Yarros
โMy name is Tairneanach, son of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil, descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line.โ He stands to his full height, bringing me eye level with the canopy of trees around the clearing, and I squeeze a little tighter with my thighs. โBut Iโm not going to assume that youโll be able to remember that once we reach the field, so Tairn will do until I inevitably have to remind you.โ
โYou defended the smallest with ferocity. And strength of courage is more important than physical strength. Since you apparently need to know before we land.โ
My throat tightens from his words, emotion forming a knot I have to swallow past.
Oh. Shit. I hadnโt spoken those words. Iโd thought them.
He can read my thoughts.
โSee? Smartest of your year.โ
So much for privacy.
โYouโll never be alone again.โ
โThat sounds more like a threat than a comfort,โ I think. Of course I knew that dragons maintain a mental bond with their riders, but the extent of it is more than a little daunting.
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It's October 1stึดึถึธ๐ชฝเผเผ
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โOctober has arrivedโthe veil grows thinner, the nights grow darker, and Halloween is finally on its way. ๐๐ฏ๏ธโ
Forwarded from ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ (๐๐ง๐ง)
โคออออโก๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐ง๐ง
๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โจ
๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ: ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โจ
Forwarded from books i read
heโs a 10/10 but disappears when i close the book
Trauma turns everything into an ugly thing. I love lightning and thunderstorms, but after everything we've been through, whenever the first lightning strikes, I think it was another bomb explosion, and my body starts shaking so badly that I can't control it. However, I still love thunderstorms and enjoy the rest of themโexcept the first one.
Forwarded from Idgaf
Sleep is the nearest experience to death.
No wonder we love it so much.
No wonder we love it so much.