Mysticpeony - Mystic Peony

im this little kitty

Sweet smell of summer 🌼

Life hurts, but it goes on

Sometimes things don’t work out. It’s ok I don’t need to catastrophise. The world will keep turning. Dinner needs to be made. I get to tuck myself into bed. I am feeling vulnerable tonight and that’s okay .

I can't explain how much I love this book and Leigh Bardugo and this story and the details and the characters and I'm sorry I'm a mess bye

Ninth House Spoilers!

Okay but,

“She was Dante. He was Virgil. [...] Later, she’d looked them up and discovered that Virgil had been Dante’s guide as he descended into hell.”

I think it’s poetic that ninth house ended with Dante (Alex) on a quest to go to Hell to get Virgil (Darlington) back.

what are your twenties if not an endless string of the ghosts of who you thought you would become

Is it just me or would Corey Mylchreest make a nice Darlington? Tell me these pictures don't give moody/angry smart potentially fancy boy ✨

exactly

Are you in love with me? Have you been in love with me? Will you be in love with me?

"She'd been too busy trying not to die to think about dating or even hooking up. Darlington had nothing to do with it, no matter how good he looked with his clothes off."

Did I already know this? Yes.

Was I expecting Alex to constantly remind us how beautiful Darlington is? Absolutely not.

Seriously. We've known since book 1 how much she missed and needed him, but man, I was so not expecting Alex to be so direct about how much she wanted him and how special he was to her. I expected more denial tbh. Glad to have been wrong

i have this silent awe and appreciation for experience and wisdom that comes with time. when monotony and redundancy turn into a craft, when the amateur turns into an expert, when it becomes effortless to others. but there is practice hidden underneath it all. years of it. it is how my father can measure distances without any instruments because he has been an engineer for so long and his kids watch him do it in awe. it is how i know just the correct amount of milk and sugar when i make coffee for the people i love and they think it to be alchemy. it is the combination of efficiency and knowledge that only time can bring. gifted talents are great, but a time-honed talent is labor and repetition. you claim it as your own because time has made it yours, time has etched it like a schoolkid etches their initials on the desk over a period of time