Raven Cycle This Raven Cycle That BLUE KISSED NOAH AS A SYMBOLIC PARALLELISM OF THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN

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

a very “‘Jesus,’ Gansey said. ‘Christ.’” Christmas to you and yours!

thought about adam parrish yesterday. thinking about adam parrish today. will probably think about adam parrish tomorrow.

i need more art of these two together

curator!declan art thief!jordan au where declan procures pieces for private collections which are always promptly stolen (by the girls)

Electronic music bled into his awareness, reminding him that his body was actually in Ronan’s car. In this other place, it was easy to tell that the music was the sound of Ronan’s soul. Hungry and prayerful, it whispered of dark places, old places, fire and sex.

happy what fresh hell is this wednesday!

"there's something about the dying that feels familiar" fucking unbelievably metal thing to be told. you die and you could swear you've been here before. the last thing you feel before your breath leaves your body is intense deja vu. you've never died before but somehow you know how this goes. you have an uncanny feeling being dead is a temporary gig for you, but you have no idea what gives you that impression. and then you're alive again. and you remember dying. and all you remember is that there was something about it that felt familiar.

is that all? that’s all there is

is that all? that’s all there is

is that all? that’s all there is

is that all? that’s all there is

lofi beats to study (dead welsh kings) to but instead of lofi girl its a hardworking but wistful gansey 😌