What If We Changed Gansey And Blue's Ship Name To Glue

Sometimes I think too hard about Ronan Lynch and then I want a back tattoo

one of my fav bits of canon dialogue from book 1

So sick of dog motif what about cat motif.

I love you but we don't love the same. I can't be near you when you want me to be. Your love is smothering and your need to keep me safe is trapping me. I'm my own person but I don't know how to show you that. I lash out and hurt you even though I don't mean to. I need you to move slowly around me or I'll bolt. I love you, even though I don't say it. If you stay still I'll sit next to you, and even though we don't understand each other we can be together like that.

*me, literally sick with want* whatever

good morning thinking about richard “well, jesus. what did they die of?” gansey

Neil Josten is an amazing protagonist and here’s why‼️ first off he gets into the juicy stuff from page one! “Oh? Wanna hear about my dead mom? Sure! Why would I lie to myself when I can lie to everyone else?” Also ever read about a character being a bitch and you wanna jump their ass and tell them they’re a stupid bitch? NEIL JOSTEN WILL!! He will not hesitate to go for the damn throat. Abuser you wish would die? Boom he took out a hit on them. Character being a bitch? You know I get it. Also he sees problems and he fixes them‼️ bob the builder ass over here rekindling connections n shit. You see the twinyards and wish, damn wish they would talk to each other, well good for you Neil Josten is going to poke them with a stick until they do!! I just love Neil so bad can you tell…

Smokescreens and Ashen Lies

new little Andreil one shot pretty angsty little bit of fluff all hurt/comfort

Summary:

Andrew realizes why Neil only ever let his cigarettes burn.

takes place in the liminal space of TKM after Neil and Andrew get back to Palmetto.

look I know neil’s time in evermore was Bad and traumatic ik but nothing is funnier to me than the idea of a disgruntled jean moreau with a l’oreal box dye and a deathwish and no fucking clue how to even begin

jean, muttering: these instructions are in english and french and I still don’t know what I’m supposed to do with the second bottle

neil: fucking drink it you french bastard

All The Small Things

Fic for my beloved moot @thefluffiestbird !!!!!!! they wrote an awesome post a while back and it spun around in my head and now it's finally here :)

Summary:

“Do I need to go home and get the list?” Andrew asked, like he couldn’t hear Neil falling apart on the other end. He would have reached for Andrew to slow his spiral right now, but the only thing he had was a phone in his hand and the sound of Andrew’s voice.

Neil hesitated. He could say yes. This was the longest amount of time he’d been on the phone since Andrew had forced the wretched thing into his hands a lifetime ago.