…for ever in my hearth
the raven boys / the dream thieves
they’d all forgotten that adam was an animal. love this parallel because
1. being his own master w/ the devil/lucifer’s estrangement from heaven + animal autonomy
2. adam (sometimes) believes he is intrinsically bad but this is only (partially) because he was ‘cast out’ by a higher power!
4. many people’s assumptions about adam are wrong. their pitiful “drawings” of him don’t contain his true complexities, and/or at least he thinks they never can.
3. ronan wants to fuck the devil. okay!
4. coca-cola t-shirt 🥺 the archetype of “adam” in red…
declan describing adam as a “creepily clever little fuck” may be the most accurate thing. ever.
a very “‘Jesus,’ Gansey said. ‘Christ.’” Christmas to you and yours!
experiencing emotions previously only felt by that guy from the mountain goats
i don't "date" and i don't "chill" and i don't "hang out." i make pacts. i swear oaths. i forge unbreakable bonds. this makes me a cool breezy person to take on road trips et cetera
If Gansey were in PJO he would be a child of Aphrodite because how else could you explain the fact that all of his friends were in love with him.
This man wears exclusively boat shoes, pastel polo shirts, and his school uniform. He implied the love of his was a prostitue. He called Ronan his dog. He has the vocabulary of a 70 year old english professor. He’s a loser who I love very much but he should not pull as much as he does.
He’s got to be pretty.
I think if we ever got bi declan real it would have been done in like a one paragraph anecdote in his internal monologue about the most boring gay experience in the world and never brought up again. like at some point he would've been like 'once declan had slept with a senator's son, a man with the false american charm and loud presence of one used to getting what they wanted, for the political advantage. he had left promptly the next morning as if merely returning from a meeting, and had spent almost a whole hour staring at guido reni's st sebastian which he had stolen from the dulwich gallery without anyone noticing. the twisting, erotic form of the man seemed untouchably alien to anything declan could reach. what declan had felt the night before was merely a polite transaction - nothing like the passion this saint achieved just by dying' and it would leave us still kinda uncertain as whether or not that means he's actually into men or not
my scholarly physique and delicate constitution are not well-suited to questing, but they keep me around because i’m very good at saying ominous and unsettling things at significant moments
17 she/her | they didn't start making the civic until '73
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