CURRENTLY READING: the dream thieves
"Coincidence," Gansey said, because it wasn’t, and because it had to be said.
"And you, Ronan," Niall said. He always said Ronan differently from other words. As if he meant to say another word entirely – something like knife or poison or revenge – and then swapped it out for Ronan’s name at the last moment. "When you were born, the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood."
friendly reminder that ronan lynch has a big heart for all things fragile and defenseless, such as baby ravens, field mice, and adam parrish (◠‿◠✿)
YA Lit meme; five protagonists 1/5
Richard Gansey III“As always, there was an all-American war hero look to him, coded in his tousled brown hair, his summer-narrowed hazel eyes, the straight nose that ancient Anglo-Saxons had graciously passed on to him. Everything about him suggested valor and power and a firm handshake.”
The Raven Cycle, Maggie Stiefvater
the way gansey saw it was this: if you had a special knack for finding things, it meant you owed the world to look.
He called Blue.
He pressed his eyes closed. Just the sound of her voice, the Henrietta lull to it, made him feel uneven and shattered.
She called Gansey.
“Blue?” he said.
Just his voice. Her heart tethered itself. Not completely, but enough to stop quivering so much. She closed her eyes.” (x)