That One Scene In The Raven King Where Henry Wants Blue To Go With Him Somewhere In A Car But She's Like

Mkay so Helly goes from kissing Mark to spending 39 minutes realizing that she is actually the bourgeoisie and then getting tackled after trying to expose the company to DROWNING and watching her friend get executed in about 20 seconds to the elevator opening onto a random child and finding out her outie took over her life, nobody could tell and now nobody trusts her and her friend is gone forever. Absolutely fucked up day for my friend Helly R

from my quite preliminary scrolls in the tags, i think persephone, calla and maura deserve more love, like i love their characters - and the way they mirror adam ronan & gansey?? like it's peak

also i love persephone sm every scene with her was golden

my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😈 this strain is called "his fallible king" 🤴 you'll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

me: yeah whatever. i don’t feel shit

5 minutes later: what if i sacrificed my spiritual autonomy in order to help preserve your feebly-constructed sense of righteousness and integrity

my stupid and kind and marvellous best friend: hey, tiger

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?

starting off my tumblr strong with trc art 🫡

mark S the type of guy to get sold to one direction

realized some things today

lowkey obsessed with my own blog. it has all my favorite things and all the opinions i agree with. best place on the internet maybe ever

i can’t believe you sacrificed yourself to a sentient forest. it’s because you hate me, isn’t it? 😔

Me reading trc

It is simply not fulfilling to enjoy media in the height of its popularity. You need to show up so late to the party that everybody else is gone and the hosts are asleep so you can rummage through their trash for chip dip and stale hors d’oeurves to eat alone in the dark like a dirty little raccoon secret