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That wasn’t a pearl. Not at all.


teresa y noemí me van a banear del club de lectura

When she did, she learnt that his nightly destination was the room of his sister, Chizuru.


perdón??

Lestat embraced his companion Louis, and they kissed on the mouth, as the mortal musicians put their arms around both of them.


olivia wilde nodding gif

Past the first little children—“Trick or treat!”—in their taffeta and glitter costumes. Armand had stopped, at once surrounded by tiny upturned faces covered in store-bought masks, plastic spooks, ghouls, witches; a lovely warm light had filled his brown eyes; with both hands he’d dropped shiny silver dollars in their little candy sacks, then taken Daniel by the arm and led him on.

“Looking for someone?” Daniel had asked. “Answer me, are you pleased with me or not?”

“I love it well enough the way you turned out,” he had whispered with a sudden irrepressible smile, the warmth still there. “You’re my firstborn,” he’d said.

Cover her face;
mine eyes dazzle;
she died young.

terminé el capítulo y ya solo puedo ir cuesta abajo

No resolution in words was ever reached. It would end with the embrace, the kiss, the blood stinging him, the shroud of dreams closing over him like a great net, hunger! I love you! Give me more! Yes, more. But never enough.


inventora del yaoi tóxico

Yet at other times, he burned for Armand as if for an elixir without which he could not go on. The dark energy that had fired him for four years was now missing. He dreamed Armand was near him; he awoke weeping stupidly. Then the morning would come and he would be sad but calm.


need lbf on that amc set stat

DEVILS MINION CHAPTER EVERYONE CHEERED

She’d never forget the look on his face when he came in the door and saw her with the fire ax. “Well, if it ain’t Lizzie Borden.”

Who the hell was Lizzie Borden?

The Murder Burger
is served right here.
You need not wait
at the gate of Heaven
for unleavened death.
You can be a goner
on this very corner.
Mayonnaise, onions, dominance of flesh.
If you wish to eat it
you must feed it.
“Yall come back.”
“You bet.”

STAN RICE
from “Texas Suite”
Some Lamb (1975)


who let bro cook 😭

acaba de decir que vive en miami y ya no me lo puedo tomar en serio porque me estoy imaginando a toda la plantilla de personajes en caso cerrado

‘I lack,’ said Laurent, ‘the easy mannerisms that are usually shared with,’ you could see him pushing the words out, ‘a lover.’

‘You lack the easy mannerisms that are usually shared with anyone,’ said Damen.


me reí

They broke apart at the voice, the burst of sound, of nearby footsteps. A head was cresting the stone steps. Damen took a step backwards, his stomach twisting.
It was Jord.


le reviento

He reached over and appropriated another coin out of the purse Damen carried, then palmed it. ‘Look, I’ve learned a new trick.’ When he opened his hand, it was empty, as if by magic. A second later, the coin dropped out of his sleeve onto the floor. Laurent frowned at it. ‘Well, I don’t have it quite yet.’


😭😭😭

LOUSTAT REUNION EVERYONE CHEERED

Tal vez todo aquello, la postrera invitación de Armad y la angustia que siguió, habían sido imaginaciones mías. El llanto. Sé que, durante los meses siguientes, volvió a merodear por allí. De vez en cuando, le oí mientras recorría aquellas viejas calles del Carden District. Y quise llamarle, explicarle que era mentira lo que había dicho, que le amaba. Que le amaba.


girl

Y ni siquiera hoy puedo afirmar que me arrepienta de haber creado a Claudia, que desee no haberla visto nunca, no haberla tenido en mis brazos, no haberle cuchicheado secretos al oído ni haber escuchado el eco de sus risas por las lóbregas estancias de la casa […]. Claudia era mi hija de las tinieblas, mi amor, el mal de mi maldad. Claudia me rompía el corazón.

Pero dejémonos de amenazas y admoniciones. Siento amor por ti. (Marius)


lo que me faltaba

La historia de Marius


me la pela una barbaridad

—Te ha dicho su nombre —murmuró.

—¡Akasha! —repetí entonces. Era como rescatar una palabra de un sueño que se desvanecía.


éramos pocos y parió la güela