Gustav Klimt Study With Gwenllian Because I Luuuuv Her

a very “‘Jesus,’ Gansey said. ‘Christ.’” Christmas to you and yours!

life without a working pair of earphones is no life at all

adam is austen-protagonist-coded bc he starts falling for ronan once he sees The House and walks around The Grounds with him.

I think if we ever got bi declan real it would have been done in like a one paragraph anecdote in his internal monologue about the most boring gay experience in the world and never brought up again. like at some point he would've been like 'once declan had slept with a senator's son, a man with the false american charm and loud presence of one used to getting what they wanted, for the political advantage. he had left promptly the next morning as if merely returning from a meeting, and had spent almost a whole hour staring at guido reni's st sebastian which he had stolen from the dulwich gallery without anyone noticing. the twisting, erotic form of the man seemed untouchably alien to anything declan could reach. what declan had felt the night before was merely a polite transaction - nothing like the passion this saint achieved just by dying' and it would leave us still kinda uncertain as whether or not that means he's actually into men or not

thinking about adam parrish as "adam" parrish, the first man- not able to rely on anyone else, needing to do everything for himself. the constant fear hanging over his head of returning to the (henrietta) dust from which he was made, of never outgrowing his upbringing.

blue sargent, whose name immediately evokes strangeness- and ronan lynch, whose name immediately evokes violence.

noah czerny, who is known by his first and last names independently - acknowledged only for his self (gangsey), or only for his family's wealth (whelk). either way, always fragmented and never the whole of who he used to be.

richard campbell gansey iii, who goes by gansey, his family name. gansey, who is constantly trying to live for other people and never himself.

Critters

This fucking sucks I’m going to [ remembers suicide jokes are bad for your mental health ] find glendower

I love the implications of the seven birds being from a more technologically advanced world than faerun (knowledge of TV, understanding of machine guns "count the shells", using microphones ect) because how many things was Lucretia not able to erase? Across 99 planes, it's impossible that she managed to get everything. And how well was she really able to introduce the more medieval concepts of faerun into their memories?

What did the THB think everyone was doing just waving swords around rather than pulling out guns; did they just accept it and move on? Imagine Lucretia trying to explain them to a weapons development department of the BoB to equip her employees. Lucretia, a records keeper, who cannot have a great understanding of the inner workings of firearms. Vaguely describing rectangles that explode to a reception of horrified looks.

Or Taako repeatedly asking Sazed to supply him with various kitchen utensils he insists are vital for the recipe that just Do Not Exist. Magnus, complaining that he can't play little games on his stone of farspeech, while everyone around is completely baffled at the concept. Everyone around them not only not getting their pop culture references, but being fundamentally incapable of understanding them.

I just think there is something so funny about them functionally time travelling and then promptly forgetting they were from a different era at all. And just. Having to get on with it.

The real tragedy of trc was that Gansey didn't have pinterest. I think he could have been a lot happier.