phoebe bridgers wrote "smoke signals" for pynch and pynch ONLY
Dare I say this is Tumblr's greatest bit of all time
thinking about Ronan Lynch again. from the Dreamer Trilogy, I think the implication is that he is an Aos Sidhe, one of the people of the hills, maybe even a Tuatha De Dannan--something beyond comprehension from under the skin of the world. but he is Catholic, deeply Catholic, Catholic to distraction and to the point of worrying that his boyfriend won't make it to heaven. in the Raven Cycle, he asks God again and again, 'What am I?' and the answer is... god, a god, lowercase, a god before God became famous. a god who turned himself into the patron saint of kings and quests and Adam Parrish rather than admit to being a god in the first place
Sometimes I'm going about my day, I'm doing fine, and then I remember Ronan helped Adam move into the apartment above St. Agnes church so he could have everything he worshipped under one roof, and then I'm face down on the floor all of a sudden
Hey guys for my mental health can we all ignore Noah being the hanged man card and focus on Ronan being the Lovers
NO BC IM REREADING TRB AND THAT HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK
Waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat because you remembered Ronan Lynch canonically plays tennis
can’t believe america made a whole holiday in honor of the party kavinsky threw at the end of tdt and whatever tf ronan and kanvinsky had going on there
I am a proud supporter of Harry Homosexual Hook
currently in the middle of a re-read of trc and in no part is it fathomable that adam parrish and ronan lynch: broken, tortured, tormented, lonely, and lonesome boys who are cruel and absolute bastards, would ever get married? but they do, and not to just anyone but to each other. it's canon that they get married (!!!)
that adam will casually say "my husband's youngest brother was over this week" or ronan will say to a kitchen full of people, "my husband prefers his teas black," and that's just the norm. they get married! they're husbands!! (also side note... adam having in-laws? such a wild thought it makes me giggle)
Encouraging myself to use my dumbbells by looking at the photo of Cole Ninjago on my wall
The Raven Cycle feels like a faded summer begging to be remembered but it’s been so long that you can’t really recall the finer details. You just know the warm feeling it left with you, and the smell of lemonade