love is throwing your dead best friend out of a two-story window because he almost disappeared on you in the dollar city and you want to be sure he can come back from anything
consider: gansey is glendower and himself at once, part of this world and still its ruler. he has always been awake and asleep, dual parts of him that donāt war. humanity and magic arenāt at odds with each other; one needs the other to survive. just dick gansey, and royal all the same, he makes a choice. heās the raven king and just a boy. he is happy
Ā āI donāt know what Iāll do if I find him, Noah. I donāt know what Iāll be if Iām not looking for him. I donāt know the first thing about how to be that person again.ā Ā Ā Noah put the clay in Ganseyās hands.Ā āYou like D&D, Audrey Hepburn, Fangoria, Harry Houdini and croquet. You canāt swim, you canāt dance and you donāt know karate. Face it. Youāre never gonna make it.ā
when it came down to it, adam had been making sacrifices for a very long time, and he knew what the hardest one was.
on his terms, or not at all. he wasnāt afraid.
noah czerny is not a static character, you canāt simultaneously claim he is decaying and disappearing while also saying his story isnāt going anywhere, especially when his decay and disappearance dramatically affects the people who love him, when he literally relies on other peoplesā energy and interaction in order to stay alive, he is a constantly changing and shifting entity, a boy spirit in love with the world so much that he canāt leave it until he makes it better, in love with his friends so much that he repeatedly gives of himself to save their beautiful lives, he breathes and feels and stays with them until heās gone and he drives them forward every day, heās at the heart of this story, the heart of it, the very dead center of it all
BCGGFGVMKGYGHKFGVJNJN
growth of a seed
nature is raw af
i prefer guys who make small dick jokes about themselves over guys who make big dick jokes about themselves
I got a medium dick
It can talk to ghosts
I nearly spat out my tea
I donāt hang out with white dudes who use mustache wax anymore bc itās only a matter of time b4 they fall in love with me and find out Iām gay and write a song on theirā¦idk..their fuckin harpsichord or banjo or ukulele about the girl from the forest who broke their heart but also they donāt even like hiking
i know this seems oddly specific & thatās bc it is
3 times
Double cheeked up
I am done with this graceless heart, so tonight Iām gonna cut it out and then restartĀ
and here was ronan,
He climbed back into his bed and closed his eyes, hands balled to his chest, scented with mist and with moss. When he closed his eyes, Cabeswater was still waiting for him.
(h/t iwillbeyourhands for inspiration, thank you!)
IF WE WANT THE REWARDS OF BEING LOVED WE MUST SUBMIT TO THE MORTIFYING ORDEAL OF BEING KNOWN!!!!