I Have Some Thoughts About One Last Stop By Casey Mcquiston And Reviews I've Seen By Argentinian Book

love how in trb adam’s narration is like “yeah, we’re all fucking losers, gansey takes pity on us because we’re fucking losers, we’re all a bunch of useless solitary dipshits brought together by the Furious Sun That Is Gansey, i can’t believe how popular and perfect gansey is, god among men, beautiful stunning intelligent creature who’s going places, that’s how i KNOW he’s good bc he could have ANYONE and instead he stoops to take pity on our lowly selves,”

then gansey’s narration is all like “i have not slept in four days and i’ve forgotten what a vegetable is. i tried to have a conversation with a stranger but i could hear people getting annoyed with me. i have a disease called Why Don’t I Shut The Fuck Up Ever oh god i can’t believe all of my friends have everything going for them and somehow still put up with my needy transparently neurotic panicking out-of-touch weirdo ass”

i. love them

rwrb quotes that make me go feral:

Alex throws his head back and laughs handsomely, loud and false. "Go fuck yourself"

"Hardly enough time", Henry says

(page 36)

"I had a magazine with his face on it at my desk, once, because I was in it and he happened to be on the cover.

"You stared at it for an hour"

(page 59)

He stares at the screen, at his own message, for a few seconds too long, suddenly afraid it was a stupid thing to say. He shakes his head, puts the phone down. Locks it. Changes his mind, picks it up again. Unlocks it. Sees the little typing bubble on Henry's side of the conversation. Puts the phone down. Looks away. Looks back. [...]

He would really appreciate it if Henry would stop proving him wrong.

(page 72)

"Okay", Alex says.

"Okay", Henry agrees.

"Okay", Alex says again.

(page 83)

"Christ, you are as thick as it gets", he says, and he grabs Alex's face in both hands and kisses him

(page 107)

In his head, he tries to cobble a list together in a panic, gets as far as, One, Henry's lips are soft, and short-circuits

(page 108)

and texts Alex at weird hours of the night: You're a mad, spiteful, unmitigated demon, and I'm going to kiss you until you forget how to talk

(page 158)

Alex's heart goes so fucking weird that he has to put his head in his hands for a full minute

(page 160)

He rolls onto his stomach, considers, and very deliberately says "Baby".

It's become a thing: baby. He knows it's become a thing. He's slipped up and accidentally said it a few times, and each time Henry positively melts and Alex pretends not to notice, but he's not above playing dirty here.

There's a slow hiss of an exhale across the line, like air escaping through a crack in the windows.

(page 166)

"I miss you", Alex says before he can stop himself.

He instantly regrets it, but Henry says, "I miss you too"

(page 173)

And through it all, Alex realizes with a start: He has friends now

(page 201)

I'll be damned but I miss you

(page 203)

"And you are good. Most things are awful most of the time, but you're good"

[...]

Henry kisses his mouth over and over again and says quietly, "You are good"

(page 230)

"Oh my God, I thought you were getting into international relations or something"

"I mean, technically-"

"If you finish that sentence, I'm gonna spend tonight in jail"

(page 233)

"Would it make any difference at all if I told you not to see him again?"

"No"

(page 234)

History, huh? Bet we could make some

(page 241)

Should I tell you that when we're apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? That when I sleep, I see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when I wake up in the morning, it feels like I've just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? That I can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? That, for a few moments, I can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

(page 242)

Goddamn, I love him. It keeps coming back to him, and it's getting harder to look into Henry's soft smiles and not say it.

(page 261)

"So glad you flew here to insult me-"

"I fucking love you, okay?, Alex half yells, finally, irreversibly

(page 271)

He tells his too-fast brain: Don't miss it this time. He's too important

(page 275)

When Alex was a kid, before anyone knew his name, he dreamed of love like it was a fairy tale, as if it would come sweeping into his life on the back of a dragon one day. When he got older, he learned about love as a strange thing that could fall apart no matter how badly you wanted it, a choice you make anyway. He never imagined it'd turn out he was right both times

(page 280)

At cruising altitude, he takes the chain off his neck and slides the ring next to the old house key. They clink together gently as he tucks them both under his shirt, two homes side by side

(page 291)

I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire

(page 300)

"You and me and history, remember? I'm never gonna love anybody in the world like I love you. So, I promise you, one day we'll be able to just be"

(page 312)

on the map of you, my fingers can always find the green hills, wales. cool waters and a shore of white chalk. the ancient part of you carved out of stone in a prayerful circle, sacrosanct. your spine's a ridge i'd die climbing

(page 320)

He takes a breath. "But the thing is, jumping off cliffs is kinda my thing. That's the choice. I love him, with all that, because of all that. On purpose. I love him on purpose"

(page 344)

He called Henry the North Star once. That wasn't bright enough

(page 399)

He would have taken Henry's face in both hands and kissed him hard and deep and on purpose and said, "Take anything you want and know you deserve to have it"

(page 407)

Henry's smiling so wide and bright that Alex thinks his heart's going to break trying to hold the size of this entire moment, the completeness of it, a thousand years of history swelling inside his rib cage

(page 414)

All my star wars bitches raise your hand if you need more pretty Cody art

The production quality in this show is very good and all the actors are amazing but the pacing is so so bad it just makes me want to reread the duology because every step and reveal is so well plotted

Just watched Rebels s3e5 and Rex thinking the Clone Wars haven't ended and i m m e d i a t e l y saying "Cody" gave me fucking whiplash

I don't know which is worse, echo having an unknown fate with rex or the bad batch losing a solid 40 percent of their impulse control.

Their relationship was like.

mother of fuck I forgot how sad doctor who can be.

I'm choosing to believe David is NOT dead until i literally see his dead body on my screen.

BACKGROUND PALPATINE IS THE BEST PALPATINE LOOK AT HIM HAVING TO DEAL WITH THESE TWO IDIOTS ONE IS THE JEDI MASTER HE HAS BEEN TRYING FOR YEARS TO KILL BUT JUST CAN’T SEEM TO MANAGE IT THE OTHER IS THE FUCK OFF POWERFUL ONE THAT HE DESPERATELY WANTS AS AN APPRENTICE AND THEY’RE BOTH IDIOTS THESE ARE THE TWO IDIOTS THAT HAVE BEEN THE ROADBLOCK IN HIS WAY AND THE ONE WHO HE IS GOING TO HAVE TO DEAL WITH FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE THIS IS THE FACE OF A MAN WHO HAS SUFFERED AT THE HANDS OF TWO PEOPLE WHO DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH SUFFERING THEY’RE CAUSING HIM