𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒. Two tribes. One island. Paradise on earth, they called it. But paradise can turn into hell very easily if the people you love become the ones you have to lose. Only if you're foolish enough to believe the ocean only takes what it gives.

I'd ruin every good thing I have just to hear you say my name once more. Haymitch Abernathy ╱ 2026 cover by @pearliere ♡

An angel's smile is what you sell You promised me heaven, then put me through hell BOYS OF TOMMEN ␥ Patrick Feely © elegancies

Daydreams of the romance, daydreams of you. Original ╱ 2025 cover by @pearliere ♡

The world is only a gigantic sphere. When you rise, hair damp from the universe, legs covered in mountain dust, wake me again. I'll hear you. Boys of Tommen ╱ 2026 graphics by @pearliere ♡

"If we must die, let it not be like hogs. Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot" - 𝖢𝗅𝖺𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖬𝖼𝖪𝖺𝗒 femOC x maleOc slow-burn the 69th Hunger Games closing gif made by @_liloureynolds_

A miner's canary | noun: Any thing, especially an organism, whose demise or distress provides an early warning of danger. Down in the smoke-smudged streets of Ketterdam, there is a ballerina who dances on the street corners, with six fingers on each of her hands. She wears a good wool coat, holds her chin up high, but at the end of the night, she begs for pennies just like the rest of them. In a city like this, she is uncanny. Starkly different from the grimy Barrel-rats that have control down here. And in Ketterdam, it's no good sticking out from the crowd. Unusual attracts the worst attention possible. Everyone around here wants something that's one of a kind, and Kaz Brekker's always looking to make a new investment.

blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you. Dean Di Laurentis / Fem! Oc.

» the last great american dynasty by taylor swift « 2:22 ────〇── 3:50 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻ Vivienne Whitmore was the first grandchild of the Whitmore dynasty - the perfect heir, the golden child, the living symbol of a family built on power and lies. On the outside, she was flawless. On the inside, she was unraveling. Every summer, she returned to Beechwood Island, the place she loved more than anything - the salt air, the grand houses, the endless ocean. To Vivienne, Beechwood was home, her only safe place. And it was there that she had Johnny Sinclair. He was laughter in the dark, rebellion in a smile, her one forbidden love. The Sinclairs were not the Whitmores - never as untouchable, never as powerful - and for that, she was told she could never have him. But Vivienne had never cared about rules. This summer, Beechwood will not be the paradise it once was. Secrets will rise with the tide. Love will blur into destruction. And the fire waiting beneath their perfect world will burn everything she thought she could keep. johnny sinclair x oc, we were liars cover by @pizzakins