#jhon green

[la-colibri]

Lo que digo es que hay momentos en los que necesitas dejarlo todo. Toda la rabia. Todo el dolor.

— John Green

[juan-francisco-palencia]

A stop along the way.

Yesterday they asked about you . . . And they told me how lucky I was to have a woman like you. Do you know I envy you? She's very beautiful. You never tire of looking at her. Never worry if she's smarter than you: you know she is. She's sensual without ever being mean. You can tell you love her. You're so lucky she loves you.

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

—  Interpretations. [ Incidental place where words and feelings come together.]

[destaquei]

Livro: Tartarugas até lá embaixo

[morningstar2004]

"Se as pessoas fossem chuva, eu era garoa e ela um furacão."

- John Green 

[secretenthusiastdream]

“Siempre me ha parecido ridículo que la gente quiera estar con alguien solo porque es guapo. Es como elegir los cereales del desayuno por el color, no por el sabor''.

>Ciudades de papel<

-John Green

[katsuart274]

Dibujo de mi pareja favorita Hazel y Augustus 💙💞 (Bajo la Misma Estrella)(Fanart) me encanta la película y el libro es de mis favoritos

[escritosthevalebarrios]

-¿Mis miedos? -Sí. -Me da miedo el olvido.-Le temo como el ciego al que le da miedo la oscuridad.

Jhon Green del libro Bajo la misma estrella página 21.

[cassiopeia-girl]

"Ser vulnerable es pedir a gritos que te utilicen"

-Jhon Green, "Mil veces hasta siempre"

[thenotherkid]

I only know to admire Jhon Green

[busy-town]

Every fucking time 

[bluedaisiesblog]

Looking for Alaska

Where to start?

Looking for a Alaska is a coming of age romance book written by Jhon Green, author of books such as:

-          The foult in our stars

-          Paper towns

-          An Abundance of Katherine’s

-          Will Grayson will Grayson

-          Turtles all the way down

We decided  to read or re-read this books because we are both really big fans of it, as well as having previously read other books by Jhon Green.

 

Valeria:

I have read all of Jhon Green books except for his last release “The Anthropocene Reviewed”. Every time I have really enjoyed them since I find it easy to relate to his characters. My forever favorite will always be “Paper Towns”, however “Turtles all the way down” and “Looking for Alaska” are a close second.

Sofia:

Let’s talk business…

The book is narrated by Miles, who starts of this story by telling us how he had really REALLY low expectations for his Good-bye party, we learn that he is in fact not popular at his current school (unlike what his parents thought)

His parents get to see what Miles goes through socially when only two people show to the Goodbye party. And even though his parents think this is the reason he is going away for college, the real reason is because Miles just want to find new things in life.

Miles talks a lot about famous people and their last words and quote them. When he gets to school he meets his roomate, Chip.

Chip is the typical roomate who becomes best friends with Miles, in the books he is really funny, and rather then being called by his name, he and other call him The Colonel, which ends up giving Miles a nickname too, Pudge.

Right after, Miles meets Alaska, shes just special. And Miles and Alaska get to talk during the first day b y the lake about famous people and authors and quotes.

Thats what we've read so far, we´ve got to know the characters and how they interact with each other. I can't wait to see how their dynamic develop through the book because we've seen a lot of differences from when we read it in spanish than now reading it in English.

This is Alaska in the show Looking for Alaska :).

[hwoooooooooooooo]

[destaquei]

 “Quando as coisas se quebram, não é o ato de quebrar em si que impede que elas se refaçam. É porque um pedacinho se perde - as duas bordas que restam não se encaixam, mesmo que queiram. A forma inteira mudou.”

Will e Will

[amaramizuki666]

DC x Dp crossover

Soul speak part.2

John and jason sat in the justice league's main conference room. "What do you think is going to happen?" Hood asked looking at the blond. "No fucking clue I tried to dig up stuff on this guy but I didnt find out much, just that he's been king for the past 10 years" Constantine muttered while lighting a cigarette. "Well you sold your soul to the guy so I get why he wants to talk with you, but what does he want from me?!" Jason sighs.

Jason is agitated, he dosnt understand what this ghost king wants from him. "I dont know red hood mabey it's because you died and came back to life, dont lie I can tell, you have the stench of death on ya" Constantine says blowing smoke from his lips. "You are suposed to be dead, not sure how you came back or how ya died but you arnt supposed to be breathing right now." John continued "and this king phantom is upset that I'm still alive or something?" Jadon asked and Constantine just shrugged mummblinging a mabey.

The door to the room slid open. Constantine and red hood felt a cold chill go up their spines. They turned their heads to see a kid that looked like one of the bats brood walk in, he had coal black hair and ice blue eyes. He was tall about a few inches taller than both john and jason. But he was still young looking, around late teens to early twenties.

They just watched the young man walk in front on them pull a projector from who knows where and plug it in. He turned it on, and on the wall of the room seemed to be a Google slide show presentation labelled, ghost adoption/how to form and keep your baby ghost core healthy.

"Ok so let's get this started shall we" the boy says turning to the other men in the room. "Excuse me who are you" Constantine asks flatly a puff of smoke leaving his lips "john Constantine, I know it's been a month but I know I'm not that forgettable" he replied smiling flashing them with his too sharp teeth, his eyes flashing green.

"What how are you-" jhon was cut off "alive? Well I'm not, not really anyway" the boy says tilting his head lightly unblinking at the men. "Wait your the ghost king. Are you possessing that kid or something" hood glared at the demon/ghost/thing. "No I'm not overshadowing , this is my body, you see I'm only half dead, but that's a story for another time, I'm here for in right now" phantom says still starring unblinkingly.

"Why are you in this form and not your other form?" John asked the king. "because it's less of a mind fuck, now" phantom says and clicks the next button on the presentation "let's talk about how we are going to form your ghost cores shall we".

"What are you talking about?" Hood snaps, annoyed "why am I here? Do you want to finish me off or some shit? Collect my soul?!" Hood interrogates green sleeping into his vision. Phantom looks at him walks over to where hood is seated and places his hand on his shoulder. "You are here because you are a starved baby ghost with anger issues, well halfa that hasnt formed a core yet".

John looked at phantom "and why am I here?" "Because you have a core, but it's very unhealthy, and to talk about how I kinda ghost adopted you" phantom supplied. John and jason where so confused "now back to the slides" phantom says. They then spend 3 hours and a half talking about ghost cores, ghost adoption, and how to keep ghost cores healthy.

On the flip side danny is also considering fighting batman for custody for red hood. He'll have to talk to sam and tucker first though. Sam was pretty upset he adopted john without informing them first. Not that he originally knew he ghost adopted him. I mean what was danny suposed to do with Constantine's soul eat it?

[alliumdykes]

cTommy web weave

Credits:

Warrior cats, Erin Hunter || @possuminnit || Ernest Hemingway || Tilter Highlands || @arginnit || Turtles all the way down, Jhon Green || Rat on pintrest || Guts, Rambus || Adobe stock || you smell of dead flowers

[darthvashtique93]

A Cosmos In The Sand

Chapter 20

Jason and Jhon strolled past the guards, unbothered. "I guess Damyan was right about the disguises," Jhon whispered to Jason.

"Hush," Jason silenced him. "Over here," he motioned with his head towards a stairwell. "Viktor said this would lead us to them." Jhon nodded as he followed Jason down the stairs. They came across zero guards as they walked down the narrow hallway.

They stopped walking when they reached a hallway with a locked door at the end. "Okay," Jason whispered, "I'll lay the powder, you get the evil sorceress' family."

"She isn't evil," Jhon tossed over his shoulder as he walked to the dungeon door. Taking the padlock in his hand, Jhon easily crushed it like it was nothing. The door was made of thick, acacia wood covered in some sort of thick dusting. Jhon looked down at the palm of his hand. It was coated with a violet-blue dusting. "Iolite," he mumbled. Jhon then pulled the huge door open.

The room was large – there were at least 20 different cells that Jhon could see. Each had its own set of chains and cuffs. Through the walls, Jhon could see several small bodies curled up into little balls. Soft whispers floated through the chamber. "Hello?" Jhon called out, his voice boomed in the quiet dungeon. "Uh…hi," he continued when he received no answer. "My name is Jhon. Um…I come in peace." He slowly walked deeper into the room. "Your oldest sister, Raven, sent me to free you." Jhon saw a pair of vibrant, bright, almost glowing green eyes peek out from one of the cells before immediately disappearing once more. "I'm a friend," he tried again, "of Raven's." Jhon heard the sound of little feet behind him. Holding up both of his arms, he slowly turned around. Two little girls - twins, no older than five, looked up at him with large blues eyes that, too, glowed in the dark. "Hey," Jhon smiled at them softly before slowly bending down to their level. "I'm Jhon." He took in their pale and dirty faces and the sackcloth covering their bodies. He also noted the lack of footwear. His smile wavered just a little as a surge of hatred for Slaede momentarily overtook him. "I'm Jhon," he smiled, arms still up, "what's your name?"

One of the little girls reached a tiny hand out to Jhon while gripping her sister's hand. Jhon stared at her confused. Her soft hand then landed on his face, and his world spun. Scenes from his life flashed in front of his eyes at an alarming speed. A sharp pain shot through his head. "Ow!" he exclaimed, falling backwards. What just happened? He looked at the two girls whose eyes were glowing white. "Uh…" The white glow faded, and their eyes returned to their unnatural, neon blue color. One of the twins said something in a language Jhon did not understand, but she was looking behind past him. Jhon slowly turned his head. His eyes widened as he saw the number of little girls with glowing green, purple, blue, and pink eyes appear from the other cells. There were at least 14 little girls. If Jhon had to guess he would say the oldest one was maybe 10-11 years old. Jhon slowly stood to his feet as they all came closer, staring at him curiously.

The tallest one, the one who was most likely the oldest, stepped forward and scanned him from head to toe with her bright pink eyes. Jhon took a step back. He didn't know what was happening, but whatever the twins did to his head, he didn't want it happening again. "Xenevra," the girl pointed to herself.

"Huh?" Jhon said.

"Xen-e-vra," she said, punctuating each syllable. "Xen-e-vra."

"Oh," understanding dawned on Jhon. "Xenevra is your , Xenevra, I'm Jhon. It's nice to meet you," he held his hand up to wave. The girls' response was immediate. They backed away and hid behind Xenevra, while Xenevra glared menacingly at his hand. "Oh no," Jhon withdrew his hand with a chuckle, "no. It's a wave, a wave," he explained with a bright smile, "it's how my people say 'hi'."

"Hi," Xenevra pointed to him. "Xenevra," she pointed to herself.

"Oh, no no no no no no," Jhon shook his head and hands. "I'm Jhon. Jhon. J-hon."

"J-hon?" Xenevra repeated with a raised brow.

"Uh…close enough," Jhon muttered. They needed to get moving.

"Jhon!" Jason called from behind, startling the girls who cowered behind Xenevra who held her arms out protectively. "Woah!" Jason exclaimed when he saw the amount of girls. "What? Who are all these…" he pointed to the girls.

"This is Xenevra," Jhon pointed to the girl who was piercing Jason with an angry look hot enough to melt metal.

"Why is she looking at me like that?" Jason scowled at her.

"These are Raven's sisters," Jhon answered Jason's first question.

"You mean she was telling the truth?" Jason said in shock.

"Come on," Jhon rolled his eyes. "Help me get them out of here."

It took Jason and Jhon 10 minutes to corral 14 girls, not because the girls were misbehaving, but because of the language barrier. Neither had any idea what the girls were saying, and the girls didn't understand them either. Moreover, whatever trauma the girls had been through had left them weary. They were clearly terrified of the much larger men, and it took a lot of coaxing on Jason and Jhon's part. Jhon ended up with one giggling girl on his back and one twin in each arm, while Jason too had a small girl on his back and one girl in his arms. Jason struggled to keep up with Jhon, who was able to take the stairs two at a time.

Once they reached the main floor, Jason placed the girl in his arms on the floor and motioned for the girl on his back to get down. "Get them out of here," he ordered Jhon. "I'm going to light the fuse."

"Got it," Jhon nodded once, before taking off. The girls followed him. They had only gone a couple of feet when Xenevra sprinted to the other side of the hall and began pounding on a door. "Shh! Hey! You! Stop!" Jhon whispered loudly. "You have to stop!" Xenevra ignored him as her pounding grew louder. She then began yanking on the door handle. "Damn it!" Jhon swore loudly and rushed over to Xenevra. "I swear to all of the god," Jhon muttered, "if there are coats in here, I'm going to…oh." He stared into the small room in shock. There were at least 5 women chained to walls in various state of disarray. One looked like she was going to give birth at any second. Xenevra pushed past Jhon and ran to the farthest woman, throwing her arms around the woman's neck, crying into her. A couple of the older girls filed in and ran to the other women. Jhon looked down at girls in his arms who didn't budge, and then he looked at the four girls who were hanging onto his legs. He slowly entered the room and saw two or three of the women looking at the girls around him lovingly. They're the mothers, he realized. Returning his gaze to the girls who stared at the scene blankly, Jhon realized these girls probably didn't recognize their mother.

A loud BOOM coupled with the floor shaking snapped Jhon back into the present. Right, we're taking the castle. He rushed into the room and immediately went to work on the chains, releasing the captured women. "Thank you," the woman he assumbed was Xenevra's mother thanked him.

"Oh, good," Jhon sighed. "We can understand each other. This place is about to be flooded with Slaede's guards. We need to move. Now." Xenevra's mom nodded and herded the girls to her, speaking in their language. "Okay," Jhon put his hands together, "let's go." He turned on his heel, took one step out the door, and froze. "Ah crap," he scowled. Could this night get any worse?

"Well, well, well," a female figure emerged from the shadows with a sadistic smile on her face, a dagger twirling in her hand. "I knew something was up," she scoffed. "All the focus is on the explosion and stable fire. I assume Hippolyta and her whores are about to pounce on Slaede's stupid, idiotic, pathetic soldiers."

"Mara," Jhon greeted.

"Jhon, you've grown handsome," she licked her lips and growled, "I may just keep you…after I kill Damyan, of course."

"Let the women and children go," Jhon said. "They've been through enough."

"I couldn't care less about Slaede's whores and bastards. I want Damyan," she said, pointing her sword at Jhon. "Where is he?"

"He isn't here," Jhon brandished his own weapon.

Mara smirked. "You really think you can go toe-to-toe with me?"

"He isn't alone." Jhon turned and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jason," Mara scowled at him as he walked to Jhon's side, his own weapon drawn.

"You know where the kitchen is?" Jason asked the women. One of them nodded. "There's a secret passage behind the pantry. It'll lead you to the street, away from the fighting." The woman nodded, spoke softly to the girls, and ushered them away.

"Well," Mara drew a second blade, "this still doesn't seem fair."

"What's the matter?" Jhon asked. "Two of us too much for you to handle?"

"Trust me," Mara smirked as they began to circle each other, "I'm more than capable."

"You willing to back your words with gold?" Jason asked, shifting his stance.

"Just walk away, Mara," Jhon said, "this isn't your fight. No need for you to get hurt."

"You're cute," she smirked, "I'm going to enjoy killing you."