“Gansey had always felt as if there were two of him: the Gansey who was in control, able to handle any situation, able to talk to anyone, and then, the other, more fragile Gansey, strung out and unsure, embarrassingly earnest, driven by naive longing.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys
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Conductor // Commander // King
The argument in the car had obviously slipped from his thoughts, and instead he lifted his arms above his head and swept them in time with the music like a conductor, reaching for falling autumn leaves when they drifted close. Each dead curl that he managed to brush with his fingertips transmuted into a golden fish that swam through the air.
Richard Campbell Gansey III
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“Boys like him didn’t die; they got bronzed and installed outside of public libraries.” -Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves
Reworked and finished this doodle from over a year ago :)
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Richard Gansey III had forgotten how many times he had been told he was destined for greatness.
“That look, Blue thought. Ronan Lynch would do anything for Gansey.”
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favorite ships: blue and gansey; the raven cycle series - maggie stiefvater
@ravencyclenetwork search: favorite character ⟶ Gansey
Gansey had always felt as if there were two of him: the Gansey who was in control, able to handle any situation, able to talk to anyone, and then, the other, more fragile Gansey, strung out and unsure, embarrassingly earnest, driven by naive longing.
the raven cycle network: week two challenge → OTP
It’ll be okay. Gansey told the other Blue. She could tell that he was afraid. It’ll be okay.
Impossibly, Blue realized that this other Blue was crying because she loved Gansey. And that the reason Gansey touched her like that, his fingers so careful with her, was because he knew that her kiss could kill him. She could feel how badly the other Blue wanted to kiss him, even as she dreaded it. Though she couldn’t understand why, her real, present day memories in the tree cavity were clouded with other false memories of their lips nearly touching, a life this other Blue had already lived.
Okay, I’m ready– Gansey’s voice caught, just a little. Blue, kiss me.