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[omokel]

their friendship means the world to me btw . if you even care

[bluebirdknight]

Raven Boys rereread sketches

Happy st mark's eve for all those who celebrate

[whodawsitbest]

too many people forgetting blue is a glorious and fearless animal. too many people forgetting blue sargent main character of all time. what if your girl shredded and crocheted her own wardrobe and covered her room in various crafts and wanted to study ecology and needed multiple pins to keep her hair back and worked 1 million odd jobs including teaching penmanship to third graders and agreed to ride in a helicopter with strangers on a first date and kissed a ghost bc she realized she could and slipped her hand into her friends’ hands whenever she felt like it and joined their quest with the same wonder and loyalty as if it were her own and LITERALLY breathed life and energy into the people around her. you would never shut up about her probably

[burningbrightagainstthenight]

blue and gansey contrapuntal poem!! inspired by @two-bees-poetry

[duckywilleatyou]

Yeah, I'm in love with you. Yeah, it's none of your fucking business. Leave me alone, bro.

[duckywilleatyou]

I would kiss you if we got close enough, but we never do

I could kiss you if we got close enough

But we never do

I want you to see the rawest parts of me

I want you to not know me at all

I have turned you over in my mind

In the dead of night, when I don’t know what you are to me

What I am to me

And I know now

I want to lie on the ground with you

At 2 AM

In our underwear

I want to eat cookie dough just because we can

And release our darkest secrets like an oil spill to the fake wood floor

I want to lie on my side

And count the freckles on your face

Or the specks of lighter brown in your eyes

And then I would press my soft lips to yours

Or on your temple

But you are all my courage away

I can't reach you through this gap

So I press my hand to my throat and imagine the love-stupid smile

I would kiss you if we got close enough

Please let me get close enough

[duckywilleatyou]

my soul has trickled down from those who came before me

Just got overwhelmed by the idea of how many people have gone before me. Imagining how my great grandma was a young girl once, and so was my great great grandma, and so many people throughout the time of this world who are related to me but have never met me. That at some point in my family line, there was probably someone a lot like me. Who cried and got hurt and struggled and had her own troubles and things that made her laugh. She had a life and a crush and a best friend and maybe she loved the same things I love. She has reached me through the smile of her daughter and daughter's daughter. And she and all of them are connected to me in a way I can never fully understand. And perhaps someday, in my child's child or even further down the line, there will be a little girl or boy who hates feeling weak and loves chocolate but not tea. Who loves nature and talks to animals and has a mole on their left cheek, and when they tilt their head to the side someone will catch a glimpse of a girl who lives in an old photograph.