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AND THIS WAS THE DREAM;

Dreamer Trilogy Kavinsky AU

Last year, in the Fourth of July's sweltering summer heat, Joseph Kavinsky tried to take his own life.

He succeeded for only a few minutes, but survived, his loyal dogs dutifully saving the life he didn't want. Rehab was an awful way to come back into the realm of the living and the sobriety didn't stick. Kavinsky drops out of high school, aimless and miserable, trying to regain control of the dream forest that now has him branded for what he is-a dream thief. What's worse, he's begun pouring black, tarry liquid from his fucking face anytime he doesn't dream for too long. Trying to hide his supernatural ails and struggling to keep the pieces of his life together enough not to burden his friends, a voice begins to come to him in his sleep, promising a better world for dreamers like him. Movement with freedom. No more nightwash. A world that was shaped for things like him.

The pack graduates from Aglionby and go to begin their lives of college and adulthood, and Kavinsky is left alone to his own devices. Sick of the excuse of a life he's been living, he gives in to the wills of the mysterious dreamer sharing his nights, and discovers he is, for better or worse, much less alone than he believed.

Read from the beginning here

Read the newest chapter, 'lost it to trying', here

lonesomebarns

does it ever drive u crazy just how fast the night changes

noahsey

ohhhh… ronan and his phd in yearnalism…

ameeart-16

Harvard boy...

The love I have for this boy is not normal at all.

fireandashes

kavinsky’s inner monologue in dream thieves: our romance will last for eternity. we are masters of fate and our dreams. the world will never know a love like the burnt ashes of our tragic and toxic love affair.

ronan’s inner monologue in dream thieves: gansey gansey adam gansey adam gansey gansey adam gansey adam. this guy is kinda weird. gansey gansey adam gansey gansey adam

automatonwithautonomy

the thing about ronan lynch is that he's so lonely. the only dreamer he knows, the only gay kid. when given the chance he dreams brothers and birds and brydes and little orphan girls. friends. companions. things made for loving no matter how difficult they can be. you are made of dreams and this world is not for you. he's not alone. not anymore. there's always going to be a part of him that's lonely. but he's so surrounded by love now.

killyourbrain

AND THIS WAS THE DREAM;

Dreamer Trilogy Kavinsky AU

Last year, in the Fourth of July's sweltering summer heat, Joseph Kavinsky tried to take his own life.

He succeeded for only a few minutes, but survived, his loyal dogs dutifully saving the life he didn't want. Rehab was an awful way to come back into the realm of the living and the sobriety didn't stick. Kavinsky drops out of high school, aimless and miserable, trying to regain control of the dream forest that now has him branded for what he is-a dream thief. What's worse, he's begun pouring black, tarry liquid from his fucking face anytime he doesn't dream for too long. Trying to hide his supernatural ails and struggling to keep the pieces of his life together enough not to burden his friends, a voice begins to come to him in his sleep, promising a better world for dreamers like him. Movement with freedom. No more nightwash. A world that was shaped for things like him.

The pack graduates from Aglionby and go to begin their lives of college and adulthood, and Kavinsky is left alone to his own devices. Sick of the excuse of a life he's been living, he gives in to the wills of the mysterious dreamer sharing his nights, and discovers he is, for better or worse, much less alone than he believed.

Read from the beginning here

Read the newest chapter, 'lost it to trying', here

killyourbrain

chapter 12 out now!

a-library-ghost

RAVEN CYCLE TUMBLR WAKE UP!!

cheeeryos

just spent way too long looking for this screenshot because I was worried I had hallucinated it

killyourbrain

AND THIS WAS THE DREAM;

Dreamer Trilogy Kavinsky AU

Last year, in the Fourth of July's sweltering summer heat, Joseph Kavinsky tried to take his own life.

He succeeded for only a few minutes, but survived, his loyal dogs dutifully saving the life he didn't want. Rehab was an awful way to come back into the realm of the living and the sobriety didn't stick. Kavinsky drops out of high school, aimless and miserable, trying to regain control of the dream forest that now has him branded for what he is-a dream thief. What's worse, he's begun pouring black, tarry liquid from his fucking face anytime he doesn't dream for too long. Trying to hide his supernatural ails and struggling to keep the pieces of his life together enough not to burden his friends, a voice begins to come to him in his sleep, promising a better world for dreamers like him. Movement with freedom. No more nightwash. A world that was shaped for things like him.

The pack graduates from Aglionby and go to begin their lives of college and adulthood, and Kavinsky is left alone to his own devices. Sick of the excuse of a life he's been living, he gives in to the wills of the mysterious dreamer sharing his nights, and discovers he is, for better or worse, much less alone than he believed.

Read from the beginning here

Read the newest chapter, 'lost it to trying', here

courtneylovehateaccount

“He wondered if Kavinsky was gay. He wondered if he should go to the Fourth of July party. He wondered where Adam had gone.”

you guys don’t understand how insane a line of thought this is

killyourbrain

“Yosef!” Timotei strode over to his son, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “I see you have met young Mr. Declan Lynch! Good, good. Now, for you to meet Mr. Niall Lynch.”

From the conference room strode a pale man, part of his curly black hair up in an ornate clip, the rest framing his face handsomely. The similarities between Niall and his son were striking. They even carried their shoulders the same. In his head, he compared himself with his own father; were they as visibly father-and-son as the Lynches? Joseph hoped not.

and this was the dream; chapter 8 - infra-red

killyourbrain

guys dont worry about it theyre both alive and happy its ok neither of them are dead guys its fine dont worry guys. guys. .....guys

killyourbrain

READ THE FIRST NINE CHAPTERS HERE!

AND THIS WAS THE DREAM;

Last year, in the Fourth of July's sweltering summer heat, Joseph Kavinsky tried to take his own life.

He succeeded for only a few minutes, but survived, his loyal dogs dutifully saving the life he didn't want. Rehab was an awful way to come back into the realm of the living and the sobriety didn't stick. Kavinsky drops out of high school, aimless and miserable, trying to regain control of the dream forest that now has him branded for what he is-a dream thief. What's worse, he's begun pouring black, tarry liquid from his fucking face anytime he doesn't dream for too long. Trying to hide his supernatural ails and struggling to keep the pieces of his life together enough not to burden his friends, a voice begins to come to him in his sleep, promising a better world for dreamers like him. Movement with freedom. No more nightwash. A world that was shaped for things like him.

The pack graduates from Aglionby and go to begin their lives of college and adulthood, and Kavinsky is left alone to his own devices. Sick of the excuse of a life he's been living, he gives in to the wills of the mysterious dreamer sharing his nights, and discovers he is, for better or worse, much less alone than he believed.