On November 5, 1917, 100 Years Ago Today, Wilfred Owen Wrote A Gorgeous Love Letter To Fellow Gay World

"#and now i'm thinking about the fic#where ronan and gansey-on-fire#accidentally get married" Now you clearly need to write that!

I nominate anyone else to write it! Which is what I told allthroughoursplendor. And then she told me I was no fun, which is accurate! 

But if I WAS writing it Adam and Blue would mostly find this hilarious, since neither of them were even thinking about getting married so it’s not like it changes their immediate plans, and it would change literally nothing about Gansey and Ronan’s relationship. Because seriously. Gansey and Ronan the two-headed creature. Gansey and Ronan of the “this is precisely why I didn’t want to have a baby with you.” Like, Gansey was always going to be the first person to the hospital/jail/moving van rental place anyway. Just now he can do all of the shit he was doing for Ronan before with an added legal benefit. 

You know, until Helen and/or Declan is just like ‘seriously you guys, the Gansey parents are displeased and your taxes are going to be fucked and this is not cute or funny, no Helen stop laughing, it’s really not funny.’ Helen thinks it’s kind of funny. 

Adam’s mostly like, “WE LEFT YOU ALONE FOR A WEEK?” 

And Blue chimes in with, “YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GO CAMPING, WHY WERE YOU EVEN IN VEGAS?”

And Ronan says, “Camping got boring, Vegas had better food.” 

Gansey sniffs and just says, “the Grand Canyon was a thing of splendor Ronan, I don’t know what’s wrong with you. We didn’t even get to take a donkey into the bottom.” 

Blue rolls her eyes. “At least being married hasn’t changed you into people who aren’t contrary assholes.”

“The coyotes were making Chainsaw nervous.” 

“The lack of A/C was making you nervous, more like,” Adam says, because he has heard Ronan whine about the heat in his apartment SO MANY TIMES. 

Ronan gives him his best shit eating grin.

“That’s gotta be a five hour drive,” Blue says. 

“Three hours, fifty minutes,” Ronan breaks in. 

Blue huffs. “Why can’t you just do whims like the rest of us? Maybe get a different haircut or paint your nails something fancy?”

“What are you saying about my hair?” Gansey asks. 

At the same time Ronan says “My nails are already fucking fancy enough. Plus I let Noah paint them black that one time and it took forever to get that shit off.” 

And that’s when Adam starts laughing because holy shit their boyfriends are the most ridiculous people on the fucking planet and that’s the only explanation. “Let me see it.” 

“You okay being my mistress then?” Ronan pulls a thin gold band out of his pocket and tosses it at Adam who catches it mid-air and turns it over. 

“Mistress,” Adam says, and giggles in spite of himself. “It sounds so clandestine and exciting. Not at all like I have to put up with your socks on my fucking pillow.”

“My socks are a gift and so are the feet that go in them.”

“Gansey, make your husband behave,” Blue says, just trying it out. She finds this is also hilarious and joins Adam in the giggling.

“I still don’t want to have a baby with you,” Gansey says with fake misery, just to make sure it stands. 

“That’s what the mistress is for. Right, Parrish?” 

Adam closes his fist around the ring and punches Ronan lightly in the shoulder.

And that’s how Ronan and Gansey are married for a whole two weeks or something before older heads prevail and they have it annulled on the grounds it was never consummated. Ronan chimes in that he consummated it many times, just with someone else. Blue says that that’s not what consummated means. Adam says nothing. He just rolls his eyes a hundred times, because seriously you guys. Why can’t we ever doing anything the way normal people do it? How do we always find ourselves in these situations? You guys, seriously.  

literally do not ever think about ronan who hasn’t laughed truly in years giggling against adam parrish’s lips i repeat do Not 

I will take a crowbar and pry out the broken pieces of God in me.

Anne Sexton, from The Civil War in “The Complete Poems Of Anne Sexton” (via inkhcart)

Natalia Castellar photographed by Bianca Calvani for LPA the Label by Pia Arrobio.

honestly the main thing I got from your last reply is that we should start a campaign to get maggie to write a spin off book with henry cheng as the main character

just imagine following the adventures of henry cheng as he overthrows the corrupt power structure of aglonby, increases the stock value of starbucks via lackeys, does modeling shoots with horses, and freaks out every time his car gets a slight scratch on it

meanwhile in the background you have hints of dick gansey’s gay welsh cult running around being weird and otherworldly and henry wanting to make out with gansey but ultimately not pining or being too worried by it not happening

Which OC celebrates every holiday they can?

Bonus which OC celebrates none?

monmouth evenings, monmouth nights

The Mirror

The Seeker

The Magician

The Dreamer

The Ghost

THE GANGSEY

blue sargent: if i kiss my true love he'll die

noah czerny: well...if you ever want a kiss i noahguy™