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    Adam liked looking at Ronan’s soul marks. He liked it in a genuine, unironic way that was almost devoid of vicious jealousy.

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    In which Adam doesn't have a soulmate but does have a boyfriend and is terrified of impending disaster; Ronan has a lot of soulmates and is terrified that maybe he's fated to non-autonomous misery; and Hennessy only has one soulmate, which definitely, unequivocally, 100% means she's going to ruin him forever.

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    14 Aug 2025

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    god. i do not think i have read anything like this. this is amazing .

  2. Rec 44

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    In stories magical boarding schools are idyllic castles on hills, with trees and goats and sour cherry scones. There are no scones in the Scholomance. No trees or goats or teachers, either (unless you count the mals, and they’re not invested in education so much as ingestion).

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    28 May 2023

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    “I am going to strangle you. Jesus Christ.”

    “Come on.” Ronan leans across the gearshift, now, knocks his elbow against Gansey’s arm. “Don’t you ever just want to love being alive, man?”

    “You,” Gansey says, slightly calmer, but still with the air of a witness damning a defendant, “are a terrible influence.”

    “God,” Ronan says happily, “I hope so.”

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    Or, a fic about how Ronan saved Gansey long before Gansey ever needed to save him.

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    11 Aug 2025

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    Gansey wants to believe that there are more places and people like this in the world. That Gansey will someday share a connection with more individuals who make him feel known and realign his world with new colors. That Gansey will someday walk over a threshold and shrug off his coat and toe off his shoes in a home that envelops him the way the Barns envelops Ronan. Ronan moves through the world with an unquestioning self-possession, because Ronan knows he’ll always return to this kingdom. Here, Ronan is a piece of a matched set, a seamless integration to the decor, a creature built and loved and belonging to this landscape.

    There are not words to describe the raw ache of Gansey’s want.

     

    oh my god this was good

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    Ronan stopped. His heart was a telephone pole cleaved by lightning, dangerous and electric. Distantly, he realized he was making an ass of himself, but what else was fucking new.

    in which Ronan has some much needed conversations

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    11 Aug 2025

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    the way adam is described through ronan's eyes makes me almost understand romantic love on a personal level instead of just fictional, and i am fascinated by that

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    (For a moment, his mother had looked so sad.

    She already knew. Of course she did. Sometimes, it seems like Bitty was the last person to figure it out. 

    Still. When the words are finally out of his mouth—Mama, I love him. I love him so much.—his mother cries. And she cries the next time he calls, and the next. 

    His father doesn’t call at all.)

     

    Or, Eric Bittle, love, and everything in between.

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    02 Jul 2025

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    Love is every beautiful thing you don’t know the name of already. Love is,” she stops to search for words. There’s once again a faraway look in her face, and Bitty doesn’t know what to think. “Love is when you take whatever you already are,” she says, slowly, “and make it more than it was, with them.”

     

    “Love is complicated, son,” he says, looking to the grass in front of them, swaying with the wind. “It comes out of nowhere. You never find it twice the same way.

     

    It comes to him in a sunny day in mid-October, in Jack’s last year. Bitty is attempting to make his own version of pumpkin spice latte, and he asks Jack to pass him the cinnamon; when Jack incredibly drops the entire thing on the ground, the cloud that covers them is almost beautiful. Jack stares at Bitty, dumbfounded, and sneezes so hard he stumbles backwards.
    Bitty looks at him and thinks, I love the way you take up space.
    At least it doesn’t look all that weird when he laughs.)

     

    Only the sun has come this close, he remembers reading once. Only the sun.

     

    Bitty knows Jack loves him, in the same way he knows that the Sun goes up in the sky in the morning, and the ocean waves never stop moving. He knows.

     

    He just doesn’t know what to do with it. He doesn’t know where to put all this love, the catch of his breath whenever he looks at Jack and thinks, I can have this . As long as the words stay on the back of his throat, he can deal with them. But saying it out loud sounds almost unholy.