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?
rotting in bed but in a richard wasting away during that first winter in vermont kind of way
something about adam parrish believing he’s unknowable, that no one truly knows or understands him not even his closest friends
something about adam parrish being ronan’s second secret, quite literally a core piece of who ronan is
four years ago november started and i don’t think it’s ever really stopped
i came out of the womb, and immediately apologized for the pains i caused my mother in childbirth. it cost her something to bare me and raise me, and i think ill spend the rest of my life trying to make up for that. all i really am anymore is sorry
barty and evan in Art Heist, Baby! literally scream these motherfuckers
Anyone who sobbed their way through the last episode of the Haunting of Bly Manor deserves financial compensation
(and probably therapy)
sorry i can’t take your touch, man. it’s not you it’s just that i fell in love with a war
i’m just like henry winter
i too don’t believe the moon landing was real
spot the difference (hard mode)
sofia (they/them)dead wizards and a morbid longing for the picturesque
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