Χαιρε deerslayers! I'm prmcafwh and this is where I yap about The Secret History by Donna Tartt.
I have opinions.
My blog is pretty straightforward:
By far most of my posts are about TSH in one way or another. Those will be tagged as #the secret history
Very few posts are about something else. Those will not be tagged as #the secret history
I don't tag spoilers specifically, I suggest staying away from my blog in general if you haven't finished the book yet
I also don't specifically tag content warnings, but my blog is safe for work with the occasional mundane dick joke
Tumblr has an excellent tag/content blocking system. If there's anything you don't want to see, I strongly recommend using it, or blocking me if my content is somehow triggering or you just don't like it, it's fine
Yes, this is my main blog
'Wow prmcafwh, your content is so awesome I want more!' Why, thank you. I spam about Francis on @francis-abernathy-official. That's more of a 'spam' blog and less curated than my main. Still SFW.
My inbox is always open, for inquiries or rambles unrelated to TSH too
About me:
I have a name & a gender but I won't be sharing either of those, so just call me by my user and use whatever pronouns you like
I promised an anon I'd keep being weird so that's what you'll find me doing
I have a basic (and I mean basic don't expect fucking Richmond Lattimore or anything) knowledge of Ancient Greek language and culture, and I'm more than happy to yap about that too
I love literature and languages in general
I've been told I'm extremely niche
You can pry Francis Abernathy out of my cold, dead hands
The TSH nation needs to get better acquainted with Bennington lore NOW
My posts are never an attack on anyone specific, they are merely personal observations. I will judge fictional characters but never actual people who like said characters. They are all awful and that's the point but that doesn't mean we can't like them. I'm just a random person on the Internet with no intention to offend anyone. Take eveything I say with a grain of salt especially since a lot of what I say is meant ironically.
Why did they kill Bunny ft Julian, (TL;DR version), Henry's sexuality also ft Julian, Francis and homophobia, Bunny did NOT have a normal diet, Henry got his Greek wrong, And also his STEM
Also you all get Camilla wrong (not mine but word for word what I think and everyone should read it)
Another link to the Bennington article because I will not cease my propaganda. Go read about Todd O'Neal and Claude Fredericks right now please.
The Secret History being set in the 80s means that during the trip to Rome one of he big songs at the time was Sara perche ti amo… the whole madness of the trip has for music background Sara perche ti amo…
oh i’m henry winter, i speak over seven languages including hieroglyphics. six guys weren’t enough to pull me away from a fight. camilla macaulay and richard papen are both in love with me. genuinely fuck you man
Heads up, I’m gonna get kinda vulgar for a sec, just be in the room with me. Ik we like to fawn over abercaulay in the abstract sense but, tonight I’m thinking of how unsavory and unromantic their hookups/dynamic would actually be in practice. Do we think Charles ever upchucked mid fuck? Lost his hard on from being so wasted? Do we think he ever pushed Francis facedown so he didn’t have to look him in the eyes and think too hard about the body beneath him being his friend; the little boy, the teen, the young man smiling in framed photos scatted around the country house?
Or inversely, do we think Francis ever looked down and caught his eyes, only to find them empty—that the Charles he knows, who sneezes in the sun and talks to the TV when a game’s on, isn’t there? Not really anyway; the lights are on, but no one’s home. What about after? Even when presented with rarities such as a bed, privacy, and time, I doubt Charles’d stick around if he were lucid enough to leave; or maybe he’d just crash, absolutely spent. Do we think Francis was ever woken up in the middle of the night by Charles stumbling to the bathroom/trashcan to puke? What was he was thinking about, lying alone in the dark, listening to him retch?
Thinking about what might have happened right after the "Isn't that what you do to my sister every night" exchange, and since it was such a strained situation and both Henry and Charles were already quite fed up with each other at that point I like to imagine that's the moment they finally snapped and everyone else had to physically restrain them from absolutely beating each other up. Like poor Camilla stepping in between the two of them without knowing who to go to first, Richard trying to talk Henry out of it and Charles just yelling whatever at him while Francis struggled to hold him back
Francis Abernathy cleaning out the country house after the year ended and finding a tie Henry mistakenly left behind that still smells like him. Francis going on a trip after it all to clear his mind and buying gifts for people almost as if on autopilot, accidentally starting to look for something old and perfect for Henry without even realizing he won’t have anyone to give it to at first. Francis cleaning and getting rid of old papers and finding an assignment with Henry’s writing on it correcting him at points. Francis packing up his apartment and having to toss out the deck of cards he kept on the side table to the left of his couch in the perfect spot for Henry to grab easily and play solitaire as he liked to on nights when he found himself staying over but couldn’t sleep. Francis being home and with family and wishing Henry was there because unlike his family the man could sit in a room and keep quiet and read, just staying for the company they gave each other. Francis getting a parking ticket years later and unexpectedly breaking down because it reminded him of Henry telling him again and again to pay them. Francis having been the only one of them to go to his funeral. He mocked the decor in his head by the way, critiqued everything based on what Henry would’ve thought, and dropped the roses Henry never got to see bloom into his grave. He had to pull over on the drive home because he started having a panic attack, and ended up vomiting on the side of the road.
funny af how richard pretends to be shocked by the incest while he says in the fist pages the twins looked like boyfriend and girlfriend 😭 like girl can you stick to a version
