‘Blue Lily, Lily Blue’ An Animation.

watching the last episode of midnight mass right before church on a sunday was perhaps not my smartest idea…

sometimes i randomly remember how insane maggie stiefvater was for making ronan lynch—a man that can create reality—a man of god, when he himself is a god of a man. then to take this man and have him be not only in love with, but a literal soulmate of a man named adam. parrish. adam parrish. who, mind you, lives above ronan's very own place of worship. and is the namesake of the first of mankind that the bible says god made from the literal dust of the ground (adam parrish: comes from nothing, hair "dusty" in color) and appoints him to care for the garden of eden (adam parrish: sacrifices himself to ronan's sentient forest). then has adam viewing ronan as a god and ronan saying "maybe he dreamt (created)" adam???? like who just fucking writes that and goes about their life?

Went into The Raven Cycle for the vibes, came out with an unshakable love for Adam Parrish. Send help.

HE EVEN LOOKS LIKE JAMES POTTER ARE YOU KIDDING ME

i’m rewatching the haunting of bly manor and even though he only gets about five minutes of actual screen time, dani and edmund’s storyline is so jily-coded. Edmund (James) obsessed with this girl he found so cool and ambitious, Dani (Lily) a closeted lesbian who’s too scared to come out and ruin everything. Like his speech at their engagement party where he talks about proposing to her, and getting rejected, from the time they were 10 until their mid 20s when she finally says yes. Maybe i’m just too obsessed with james potter and now i’m seeing him everywhere, but tell me i’m wrong??

“this is a multifandom blog!” i say as i reblog yet another post about adam parrish

3. 3 nickels mike. this is getting out of hand

If i had a nickel for every time i cried my way through the last episode of a mike flannigan series, i would have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it’s happened two times

rotting in bed but in a richard wasting away during that first winter in vermont kind of way

Henry Winter is the type of friend to say "I know a spot" and then shove you off a cliff.

I really have to take this medication for forever huh.....

You don’t like the way your hair sits? Take mine, I will shear it off without a second thought.

Take my eyes so you may see through them just how beautiful you are.

Take my lungs, that you should never gasp for air.

You’re not comfortable in your skin? Take mine, I will strip it from my body just to see you smile.

My heart is already yours, it has been beating to the sound of your name ever since I first heard it uttered. Take it, it is more yours than it ever was mine.

Take my muscles. May they make you strong enough to never need another.

I will give and give of myself until I am nothing but a meager pile of brittle and broken bones.

Take them. May they be of more use to you than I ever could have been.