“your backwards logic wouldn’t make it past the first round of the quiz bowl tournament.” he takes a step closer to her. “my logic is what won my team the quiz bowl tournament. four years. in a row.” she glares. “i hope your cat scratches your face tonight,” she deadpans. rose even mimics the claws with her hand. he grins like she gave him the best compliment.
book pairings: ♥ Adrian Ivashkov and Sydney Sage from Bloodlines by Richelle Mead
No, you will listen. For once, you’re going to hear something that doesn’t fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason. Because this isn’t reasonable. If you’re terrified, believe me this scares the hell out of me,
too. You asked about Rose? I tried to be a better person for her—but it was to impress her, to get her to want me. But when I’m around you, I want to be better because, well, because it feels right. Because I want to. You make me want to become something greater than myself. I want to excel. You inspire me in every act, every word, every glance. I look at you, and you’re like… Like light made into flesh. I said it on Halloween and meant every word: you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth. And you don’t even know it. You have no clue how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine.
sydrian appreciation week ♥ day 1 ♥ a sydrian picspam “I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.”