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#finn

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I prefer your smiles and laughter, wife, but there are far worse things than your tears wetting my skin.


Kristen Ashley


#finnie #frey-dakkar #kristen-ashley #wildest-dreams #dreams

Did Raiders have enemies? Oh God! Of course they did! I read the stories. Maybe they weren’t romanticized. Maybe the sea was filled with perils. Maybe he’d looted and pillaged and now it was payback time. And he was out there in nothing but breeches!


Kristen Ashley


#dreams

What if she's all I give you in this life of ours, my love?" she asked quietly. "Then I'll shout at the goddess in fury," he said fiercely. "I'll beg to know why I've been given so much when other men have so little.


Melina Marchetta


#finn #finnickin #inspirational #isaboe #love

Pearls' burst out the Snork Maiden excitedly. 'Could ankle rings be made out of pearls?' 'I should think they could,' said Moomintoll. 'Ankle-rings, and nose-rings and ear-rings and engagement rings...


Tove Jansson


#classics #cute #finnish #funny #moomins

Be prepared for the worst, my love, for it lives next door to the best.


Melina Marchetta


#love

Finn is God: If you get off your high horse, you'll notice that it, too, poops.


Jessica Park


#love

He may not have said the words, but I know my son. I saw the way he looked at you." "How?" "Like he'd do murder for you.


Jessica Spotswood


#love #love

A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.


James Joyce


#love

Dude, you need to appreciate how goddamn gifted you are. You’re so smart that I don’t understand what you’re talking about half the time, and we all know how brilliant I am.” Finn winked. “Matty, you’re amazing.


Jessica Park


#finn #matt #love

All right, silent dark bear with angry frown, tell me more about your land.” He settled back down, picturing it. “I would tend to our land from the moment the sun rose to when it set and then you ...she would tend to me.” He laughed at her expression again. The world of exile camps and the Valley felt very far away, and he wanted to lie there forever. “Let me tell you about your bride,” she said, propping herself up on her elbows. “Both of you would cultivate the land. You would hold the plow, and she would walk alongside you with the ox, coaxing and singing it forward. A stick in her hand, of course, for she would need to keep both the ox and you in line.” “What would we...that is, my bride and I, grow?” “Wheat and barley.” “And marigolds.” Her nose crinkled questioningly. “I would pick them when they bloomed,” he said. “And when she called me home for supper, I’d place them in her hair and the contrast would take my breath away.” “How would she call you? From your cottage? Would she bellow, ‘Finnikin!’?” “I’d teach her the whistle. One for day and one for night.” “Ah, the whistle, of course. I’d forgotten the whistle.


Melina Marchetta


#evanjalin #finnikin #marriage #marriage






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