"But this was not Gansey as usual.
This was Gansey with a lofty tilt to his chin, a condescending quirk to his mouth...
Gansey said, “And what is it my dog needs?”
Ronan’s lips curled into a smile."
Please do not pet!! This dog bites!! (Unless you're the one holding his leash.)
We couldn't resist doing photos for this quote. It's god-tier content and I'm thankful for it every day. 🙌
Myself as Ronan, Jess as my Gansey. 💖
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TRC SHIPS + RICHARD SIKEN
The Torn-Up Road + Kavinsky/Ronan
I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything,
without having to say that I ran out into the street to prove something,
that he didn't love me,
that I wanted to be thrown over, possessed.
I want to tell you this story without having to be in it:
Max in the wrong clothes. Max at the party, drunk again.
Max in the kitchen, in refrigerator light, his hands around the neck of a beer.
Tell me we're dead and I'll love you even more.
I'm surprised that I say it with feeling.
There's a thing in my stomach about this. A simple thing. The last rung.
Dirty Valentine + Adam/Ronan
There are so many things I’m not allowed to tell you.
I touch myself, I dream.
Wearing your clothes or standing in the shower for over an hour, pretending
that this skin is your skin, these hands your hands-
Little Beast + Kavinsky/Prokopenko
Everyone could see the way his muscles worked,
the way we look like animals,
his skin barely keeping him inside.
I wanted to take him home
and rough him up and get my hands inside him, drive my body into his
like a crash test car.
I wanted to be wanted and he was
very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving.
You could drown in those eyes, I said,
so it’s summer, so it’s suicide,
so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.
We still groped for each other on the backstairs or in parked cars
as the roads around us
grew glossy with ice and our breath softened the view through a glass
already laced with frost,
but more frequently I was finding myself sleepless, and he was running out
of lullabies.
But damn if there isn’t anything sexier
than a slender boy with a handgun,
a fast car, a bottle of pills.
Litany + Adam/Gansey
Hello darling, sorry about that.
Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we
lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell
and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
Especially that, but I should have known.
Saying Your Names + Gansey/Ronan
All night I stretched my arms across
him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing
with all my skin and bone Please keep him safe.
Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be
like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed
to pieces. Makes a cathedral, him pressing against
me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe
his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me
like stars. Names of heat and names of light,
names of collision in the dark, on the side of the
bus, in the bark of the tree, in ballpoint pen
on jeans and hands and the backs of matchbooks
that then get lost.
Road Music + Gansey/Noah
You wonder what he’s thinking when he shivers like that.
What can you tell me, what could you possibly
tell me? Sure, it’s good to feel things, and if it hurts, we’re doing it
to ourselves, or so the saying goes, but there should be
a different music here. There should be just one safe place
in the world, I mean
this world. People get hurt here. People fall down and stay down and I don’t like
the way the song goes.
You, the moon. You, the road. You, the little flowers
by the side of the road. You keep singing along to that song I hate. Stop singing.
You Are Jeff + Noah/Ronan
O how he loves you, darling boy. O how, like
always, he invents the monsters underneath the bed to get you to sleep
next to him, chest to chest or chest to back, the covers drawn around
you in an act of faith against the night. When he throws the wrench into
the air it will catch the light as it spins toward you. Look—it looks like
a star. You had expected something else, anything else, but the wrench
never reaches you. It hangs in the air like that, spinning in the air like
that. It’s beautiful.
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top 5 pieces of clothing (or accessories) u own
okay so um
1. my denim skirts
2. my pastel pink crop tops
3. my big mom jeans
4. this green/white tank top
5. my pink dresses
/send me ‘top 5s’!
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and also dark wine red
lying is the most fun… - panic! at the discocry for me - hunnystrange love - halseyjust one yesterday - fall out boybite down - bastille
(send me a colour!)
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4, 5, 7, 8, 14, 15, 18
4. ‘tell me all the drama’ wlw or ‘i prefer to stay out of it’ wlw
5. done!
7.amusement park date wlw or water park date wlw
8.leather jacket wlw or letterman jacket wlw
14.picnic in the park date or summer concert date
15. done!
18.ask her out wlw or be asked out wlw
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i bet my life ; imagine dragons
I've been around the world and never in my wildest dreams
Would I come running home to you
I've told a million lies but now I tell a single truth
There's you in everything I do
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top 5 fave books?
not in any order but!
it // stephen king
station eleven // emily st john mandel
harry potter 1-7 // jk rowling
the 13 1/2 lives of captain bluebear // walter moers
and then there were none // agatha christie
/send me ‘top 5s’!
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lavender!!!
two weeks - fka twigsnever be like you - flumeroman holiday - halseysleeping with a friend - neon treescollar full - panic! at the disco
(send me a colour!)
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