#itch

Upon walking into Eva's kitchen, something profound happened to Delphine. She experienced a fabulous expansion of being. Light-headed, she felt a swooping sensation and then a quiet, as though she'd settled like a bird. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#home #kitchen #home

I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn't itch. ↗

— Gilda Radner

#fashion #i #itch #most #taste

I stitched an itch to my side. As far as surgeries go, I’m just barely scratching the surface.
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— Jarod Kintz

#bizarre #funny #humor #itch #itching

Lady licking Prim's cheek.My father's laugh.Peeta's father with the cookies.The color of Finnick's eyes.What Cinna could do with a length of silk.Boggs reprogramming the Holo.Rue poised on her toes,arms slightly extended,like a bird about to take flight. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #peeta #katniss

Listen up. You're in trouble. Word is the Capitol's furious about you showing them up in the arena. The one thing they can't stand is being laughed at and they're the joke of Panem ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #the-hunger-games #katniss

I don't like self-righteous people," I say. "What's to like?" says Haymitch, who begins sucking the dregs out of the empty bottles. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #peeta #katniss

I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #peeta #katniss

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #katniss

How do I know you’re not the killer?” MeShack asked. A smirk plastered on Zulu’s face. “Because you would’ve been the first victim. ↗

— Kenya Wright

#fairies #murder #urban-fantasy-romance #vampires #witches

Gavin! What’ll I wear home?” “Cloak.” His voice roughened and he ripped harder, tossing the material to the ground. I felt his smile when he kissed my neck, and shivers ran down my back at the sound of his low growl. “I made that! I don’t have many of those, you know.” “Cam,” he snaked one hand around my stomach and made his way north, slipping one hand into my corset top to grope my chest. “You won’t be thinking about it when I’m inside you.” His hips shifted off my back and he separated my legs with his knee, his breathing ragged against my shoulder. “Now forget the damn dress. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#paranormal-romance #romance #the-gates #vampires #witches