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Boys like him didn’t die, they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries
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The Raven King, Maggie Stiefvater
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Some kings of ravens!!!
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-“You have no power over me. I am the lord of spirits! The ghost king!”
-“No.” Nico drew his sword. “I AM.”
So much time since i drew Nico! I had lots of fun with this one hope you all like it as well!
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POSTERS - Joseph Kavinsky, The Raven Cycle
“Dying’s a boring side effect.”
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POSTERS - Adam & Ronan, The Raven Cycle (requested by @scorpius-hyperions @scientificallyinept)
“Ronan put Adam’s fingers to his mouth. He was never sleeping again.”
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— HE WAS A KING.
for @fandomaestheticnet gtktm → favorite characters: gansey
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CHAR POSTERS. BLUE SARGENT
she was decidedly uncomfortable with the switchblade. although she very much liked the idea of it— blue sargent, desperado; blue sargent, superhero; blue sargent, badass— she suspected that the only thing she would cut the first time she opened it was herself.
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Being ADAM PARRISH was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. The most important thing to Adam Parrish, though, had always been free will, the ability to be his own master. This was the important thing. It had always been the important thing. This was what it was to be Adam.
↳ HAPPY BIRTHDAY @julesblackthorns
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@ravencyclenet event 09 | archetypes ↳ richard campbell gansey — the king
If he were a god, he thought, this would be precisely how he’d create his new world. Unrolling it like carpet. Join us!
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what do you know about welsh kings?
for @superrache, beer, happy birthday <3
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MURDERED. The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read. Until it was only a window into an empty car with the memory of a burger on the passenger seat. “Noah,” Gansey said, “I’m so sorry.“ Blue wiped away a tear. "Me too.” Stepping forward, leaning over the hood of the car, Ronan pressed his fingers to the windshield, and while they watched, he wrote:
R E M E M B E R E D.
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@lgbtqcreators six month gift exchange: the raven cycle, for @kingsmages
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@fictiondaily event 2: pride (pynch).
tamquam alter idem. (as if a second self).
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If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.
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@ravencyclenetwork search: myth au — ADAM PARRISH as ATLAS
Adam was not always alone, but he was always lonesome. [x]