The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater ⟶ The Original Five
In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.
ya lit meme: ⅒ series/books.
the raven cycle by maggie stiefvater.
When she looked at the stars, something tugged at her, something that urged her to see more than stars, to make sense of the chaotic firmament, to pull an image from it. But it never made sense.
Sean Kendrick ⟶ Happy belated birthday, Lauren @adriata
In the sea, Corr’s clumsiness will disappear, his weight cradled by the saltwater. I don’t want to say good-bye. I blink to clear my vision and reach up. I pull off his halter. The ocean is his love and now, finally, he’ll have it. I back out of the surf.
There’s a thin, long wail. Corr takes a labored step away from the November sea. And another.
He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me.
@ravencyclenetwork search: minor characters — fox way psychics
you could ask anyone: 300 fox way, henrietta, virginia, was the place to go for the spiritual, the unseen, the mysterious, and the yet-to-occur. for a not-unreasonable fee, any of the women under its roof would read your palm, pull your cards, cleanse your energy, connect you with deceased relatives, or listen to the dreadful week you had just lived through. during the business day, clairvoyance was often work. but on days off, when the mixed drinks emerged, it often became a game.
@ravencyclenetwork search: minor characters → helen gansey
“what shall we toast to? toast to me, of course. oh yes, my mother, too.”
Sean Kendrick in The Scorpio Races
It is time for the Scorpio Races. I am so, so alive.
It is time for the Scorpio Races.
↳ sean kendrick. “i whisper like the sea in the horse’s ear.”
trc aesthetic: ronan lynch
dreamer of dreams, fighter of men, skipper of classes.
i am so, so alive
“Why is it that going away is the standard? Does anyone ask you why you stay, Sean Kendrick?” “They do.” “And why do you?”
— @ravencyclenetwork search: locations
3 0 0 F O X W A Y was cramped with extraneous people and whimsical objects. it hummed with conversation, music, telephones, old appliances. it was impossible to forget that all of these women were plugged into the past and tapped into the future, connected to everything in the world and to one another.
Trees in your eyes, stars in your heart.
The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater (2016) // King Arthur by Charles Ernest Butler - Detail (1903)
got to make a little gif for class… here’s the life (and death) of noah and gansey