v for vancouver crowd chosen by @patorcles​
      ❝ They were people Gansey knew: Henry, Cheng2, Ryang, Lee-squared, Koh, Rutherford, Sicksteve. But here, they were different. At school, they were driven, quiet, invisible, model students, aglionby academy’s 11-per-cent-of-our-student-body-is-diverse-click-the-link-to-find-out-more-about-our-overseas-exchange-programmes.
     Here, they slouched. They would not slouch at school. Here, they were angry. They could not afford to be angry at school. Here they were l o u d.❞ (insp)

t for the raven cycle chosen by @foxholes
      ❝ What do you know about Welsh kings?❞

h for henry cheng chosen by @kuweisyulbos​
      ❝ “You could bike to Aglionby from here.”
      Henry wagged a finger. “True, true. But it is important to practise safe bicycling, and they have not yet made a helmet to accommodate my hair.”❞ (insp)

g for gansey chosen by @ravencycle
      ❝ You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live when you should not. He’d died, but failed to stay dead. He was a king.❞

“What care is it of yours,” he asked, “what I think of Orla?”
     This felt dangerous, for some reason.
                                                                      [ … ]
     Blue held his gaze, unflinching. Crisp, she replied, “None at all.”
     And it was a lie.
     It should not have been, but it was, and Gansey, who prized honesty above nearly every other thing, knew it when he heard it. Blue Sargent cared whether or not he was interested in Orla. She cared a lot. As she whirled toward the truck with a dismissive shake of her head, he felt a dirty sort of thrill.

In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. HER RAVEN BOYS.

make me choose: @gryewaren​ asked ⟶ ‘i wish you could be kissed jane’ or ‘unguibus et rostro’ and @marebharrow asked ⟶ gansey x blue or adam x ronan

That could’ve been the end of it. I want something more. She said, “We can pretend. Just once. And then we’ll never say anything about it again.”

make me choose: @daniellewild asked ⟶ blue or gansey

He couldn’t stand it, all of this inside him. In the end, he was nobody to Adam, he was nobody to Ronan. Adam spit his words back at him and Ronan squandered however many second chances he gave him. Gansey was just a guy with a lot of stuff and a hole inside him that chewed away more of his heart every year. They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.

make me choose: asked by @cordeliaheronstairsx ⟶ adam parrish or simon lewis

If you combined these two things – the unfathomable and the practical – you were most of the way to understanding Adam Parrish.

@ravencyclenetwork search: favorite ship ⟶ Bluesey

Earlier in the year, she had had a vision of kissing him, and she could still picture that quite easily. But the sensible part of Blue, which was usually the only part of her, thought that had more to do with Richard Campbell Gansey III having a nice mouth than with any blossoming romance.
     Anyway, if fate thought it could tell her who to fall for, fate had another thing coming.
Gansey added, “I would’ve thought you had more muscles. Don’t feminists have big muscles?”
    Decidedly not in love with him.