Yup.
So we lost city championships..but we put up a fight 18-22 not bad. But Wagner, provincials are hard, the teams bigger, the teams more skilled, you guys better prepare yourselves. Shep got beat out last year and we became 4th in the province..
You and I, we’re alike. We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt—I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamed. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted—and then I realized that truly I just wanted you. The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still.
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-Will Herondale, Clockwork Prince (via acarnivalofthoughts) Another day, another failed attempt at avoiding reblogging this every time it shows up in my tags… |
Photo NOT mine
It’s the-manila-institute’s photo
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“WILL, WHAT IN THE ANGEL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” Her anger had finally erupted. Everything has came out wrong, a wrong that she didn’t even imagine possible. Telling Jem about them, that would be bad, but this? This is backfire. This is using what she said to him in a way she never imagined.
“I JUST, I CAN’T BELIEVE!” She inhaled deeply, and tried to shake out the angst but it just wouldn’t happen, “Will—”
“What is this?” His voice was soft, but yet cold at the same time. Such a mixture of cool and hot, stinging and soothing, ice and fire, that it made her quiet.
“Tessa,” He turned away from the fire to look at her. She stared down at the ground immediately, unable to reach his eyes.
“Tessa, this isn’t working,” He started to say, “This isn’t—”
“Will, be quiet.”
“Every moment I try to stay away from you, I want you more. Every time I see you, I hate myself, Every time I look at you—”
“Will, I’m leaving!”
“—You look at me the same exact way.”I think I like this because it highlights one of the main issues I had with Tessa’s mindset at the end of CP. Willingly hurting herself and Will in order to protect Jem is supposed to be noble because she does it to try and save Will & Jem’s friendship (I won’t get into that flawed logic), but it was always about inflicting that pain on Will (and herself) instead, and it is pain that they would have to carry alone - which has to have major consequences.
I think that’s why this is good - she recognises that her decisions were flawed, and although we don’t even see what it is that has caused the realisation in this ficlet, just the fact that she has realised and is taking action to make things right is good for me.
