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"Right now all his brain chemicals are putting on a show and it’s called Everything Is Terrible and Nobody Likes You. Simon knows it isn’t real but it’s a pretty convincing performance anyway."

just like me fr

Genuinely scared bc why <spoiler> did they kiss and have sex and we're in 50%...</spoiler> help me

"Simon’s in the kind of good mood that makes him feel like all those brain chemicals that are usually in too short supply, all the dopamine and serotonin and endorphins, are fizzing in his blood like bubbles in champagne. He knows it won’t last. He isn’t new here. The bad stuff comes back but then it goes away and he gets days like this."

trying to be cool about it

“Fuck no,” Charlie says. “I’m not listening to your sad guitar music or whatever.”

“I can’t believe you think I’m emotionally stable enough to listen to sad music.”

OKAY wait. updating my last update: 34-year-old with OCD and autism (probs) having an unhealthy rivalry (obsession) with his 27-year-old coworker of 7 years. okay.

34-year-old with OCD and autism (probs) having an unhealthy rivalry (obsession) with his coworker of 7 years. okay.

Wait, why is this he fell first but he fell harder lowkey obvious.

finally got this one in libby:]

<spoiler>this girl got shapeshifting powers from... where? also the sacrifice for feyre i guess was beautiful but i don't trust her</spoiler>

Hello? I'm ? What?

ok, so i've been updating with someof my notes app anotation, but i'm here rn. i don't like this sjm attempt at making nesta this amazing crazy warrior. idk what her thing with traumatized people getting their trauma over with training and killing their body into "war". velaris has everything but a therapist? also, idk bro i don't love gwyn and azriel.

yeah no. she's terrible. i hate her

CAN WE GET A THERAPIST FOR LITERALLY EVERYONE?

Cringe as hell. leave me alone. just finish me off sjm i'm ready

i can't do it. they're too horny. i'm not a hetero smut fan. i'm scared.

WE'RE NOT HERE FOR NESTA AND CASSIAN OMGGG 😭😭😭😭

like i get the premise and i get it's a sort of enemies to lovers but this is so annoying oh my god can nesta be nice for ONE SECOND? sister

i know i said i wouldn't do it but here we are again...

Tamlin didn’t have shields around the house. None to prevent anyone from winnowing in, to guard against enemies appearing in his bedroom and slitting his throat.

It was almost as if he was waiting for someone to do it.

OMGG HE'S SUICIDAL

“You were born on the longest night of the year.” His fingers again stroked down my back. Lower. “You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning.”

that's so cute but PLEASEEEE FREE ME FROM THESE BOOKS

genuinely don't know why my dysthymic brain can't gather itself into liking this book as i did last week. lmao. still, i'm gonna finish it and call it a day for these books, sorry!

My throat tightened as I leaned in to brush a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you for sharing this place with me.”

“It belongs to you, too, now.” And I knew he meant not just in terms of us being mates, but … in the ways it belonged to the other females here. Who had endured and survived.

“I am High Lady of the Night Court,” I said quietly to them all.

Even Eris stopped sneering. His amber eyes widened, something like fear now creeping into them.

“There’s no such thing as a High Lady,” one of Lucien’s brothers spat.

A faint smile played on my mouth. “There is now.”

“She’s mine,” he said quietly, but viciously enough that Devlon and his warriors nearby heard. “And if any of you lay a hand on her, you lose that hand. And then you lose your head.” I tried not to shiver, as Cassian and Mor showed no reaction at all. “And once Feyre is done killing you,” Rhys smirked, “then I’ll grind your bones to dust.”

Rhysand’s kiss had been brutal, demanding, and yet … “Why?”

His gaze settled on the hand I’d painted instead, as if it were easier to face. “Because I didn’t make it pleasant for you, and I was jealous and pissed off, and I knew you hated me.”

His fingers tightened on mine, and I looked up. He was smiling at me. And looked so un-High-Lord-like with the glowing dust on the side of his face that I grinned back.

I hadn’t even realized what I’d done until his own smile faded, and his mouth parted slightly.

OMGGG

I was healed—or healing—enough to want to try.

If he was willing to try, too.

If he didn’t walk away when I voiced what I wanted: him.

no sis you fucked up. fuck u mama

“I’ll leave you to rot the next time you have a nightmare,” I hissed, my eyes still shut and body locked as he snapped out his wings to ease us into a steady glide.

“No, you won’t,” he crooned. “You liked seeing me naked too much.”

“Prick.”

“Why don’t you want me to see that?”

“Because you’ve only started to look at me like I’m not a monster, and I can’t stomach the idea of anything you see tomorrow, being beneath that mountain, putting you back into that place where I found you.”

take me out and kill me right now wtf oh my god

“The humans wish for proof of our good intentions. That we can be trusted.”

Amren’s attention cut to me. “Feyre was not enough?”

I tried not to let the words sting. No, I had not been enough; perhaps I’d even failed in my role as emissary—

“She is more than enough,” Rhys said with that deadly calm

i'm so serious about them