“Unguibus et rostro” Adam said. Ronan put Adam’s fingers to his mouth. He was never sleeping again.
The Raven King, Maggie Stiefvater (via hptrash)

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“Unguibus et rostro” Adam said. Ronan put Adam’s fingers to his mouth. He was never sleeping again.
The Raven King, Maggie Stiefvater (via hptrash)
flower king Dick the Third
Ronan • Adam
We’re the bad guys.
He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
In The Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar-Wai
Oxford by hjartesmil
Black Phillip…
This is a rebellion, isn’t it? I rebel.
I am being perfectly fucking civil.
by Chung Seung Hwan
trc characters → the women of 300 fox way
do you know if your pynch sequel will be posted before trk? no rush i'm just excited haha your fic was so good
that was my original goal! but at this point it looks like it’ll be after, though possibly at least a part of it will be up before trk! right now it’s about 20k and i’ve made it halfway through my outline so we’ll see!
also thank you i’m so happy you liked the fic xx
I can’t catch my breath. You’re not supposed to.
ronan lynch + development in the dream thieves
his face went somber for half a second, and then it dissolved into an absolutely wonderful and fearless laugh. the old ronan lynch’s laugh. no, it was better than that one, because this new one had just a hint of darkness beneath it. this ronan knew there was crap in the world, but he was laughing anyway.
trk countdown | april 7 → favorite ronan moment
MURDERED
The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read. Until it was only a window into an empty car with the memory of a burger on the passenger seat.
Stepping forward, leaning over the hood of the car, Ronan pressed his finger to the windshield, and while they watched, he wrote:
REMEMBERED
Oh, what a day… what a lovely day!