Sophie: Do You Take Constructive Criticism?

Sophie: Do you take constructive criticism?

Keefe: I only take cash or credit.

everyone slags off jason so much and it sucks 😭 literally leave him alone you don’t get it

Jason Grace who could kill a man before he could write his name.

Jason Grace who had to look after himself when he ate poisonous berries.

Because the first rule of the Wolf House is self reliance.

Jason Grace who could command armies but couldn't tie his shoes.

Jason Grace who never cried infront of people because to do so would show weakness.

And the wolves would eat him alive.

Jason Grace who survived multiple assassination attempts both prior to and after becoming Praetor.

And could never trust so easily.

Jason Grace who doesn't know what his mother looks like but knows the names and faces of every fallen soilder by heart.

Jason Grace who doesn't smile because no one ever taught him how too.

Jason Grace who sleeps with his coin under his pillow and never tells anyone he's afraid of the dark.

Jason Grace who was never allowed to be a kid, he was made to fight.

Lupa taught him to rely on himself alone and the Legion taught him to be a one man army.

No one ever asked what he wanted... To do so would mean they saw him as human.

henry crawford winning me over with his trust fund baby frat boy seducer aura was not on my 2024 bingo card!

how anyone can hate fanny price is so beyond me because how can you not relate to being left out and simultaneously wishing to be included but also knowing that's not what you really want, you just want to be understood and loved by those who actually know you

I am once again asking all the burnt out gifted kids to revisit hoo and consider jason's arc in this series bc this bitch GETS IT. he had always lived his life under the expectations of others and then he loses everything and tries to pick it back up but realizes he's not what he used to be and creates a new path for himself !!!

...but at the same time there was a pointedness in his manner of asking her which she did not like, and she saw his eye glancing for a moment at her necklace, with a smile—she thought there was a smile—which made her blush and feel wretched.

-Jane Austen, Mansfield Park