“You each get your own private room.”
You fools. You think this will stop me, a fanfic writer, from writing those OTP moments? The gay is only beginning, my friends.
Please consider:
- “I had to jump three balconies and crawl up two flights to see you”
- “I’m stuck in the stairwell to your room because there’s another couple making out and they’ll spot me”
- “our rooms are right next to each other but we still text all the time”
- “you live down the hall from me and it’s only now that I’m realizing that you have the cutest pajamas ever”
- “you play shitty music at 3 in the morning and I’m not afraid to kill you”
- “you’ve been reading those notes out loud for the past four hours and I’m just listening in because I’m learning more from you than I did the entire two weeks of lessons”
- “dude you’ve been playing sad music for the past three days are you okay”
- “I’m the stress baker and you’re the stress eater and we’re always stressed so we end up become best friends”
- “I tried to do laundry for the first time ever and it looked easy but now there’s soap everywhere and all my white clothes are pink will you stop laughing and help me please”
- “we’re study partners before we moved into the dorms so we don’t change anything but we do find out that everyone else thinks we’re dating so they end up leaving us alone to study how convenient”
- “someone keeps stealing my favorite socks and when I find out who I’m going to strangle them with their shoelaces”
- “someone through the gaudiest pair of shoes up on the roof who in their right mind would wear those - oh they’re YOUR shoes?”
- “I ran out of hygiene supplies so I’m borrowing yours but I keep forgetting to buy more so we always share but I end up liking you a lot so I always say I ‘forgot to buy more’ and I think you’ve caught on but you’re not saying anything”
- “I have twelve tons of homework I kept putting off but you’ve had yours done for weeks but you won’t let me copy so I have to sneak into your room for the answers and wow you really love weird socks”
- “you keep burning candles and the smell keeps drifting over to me and I’d usually be fine with that but you have a terrible taste in candles”
Guys this is our chance for every single “dorm room shenanigans” thing EVER
the best parts of the tdt outtakes:
when it’s ronan’s turn to take out the trash he takes the bag to kavinsky’s place and dumps garbage all over his lawn and/or car
actual puppy richard campbell gansey iii hoping that blue will notice he’s giving consideration to adam’s work scedule; blue not noticing because she’s too busy fixing her hair
“why can’t you be like you used to be?” / “i don’t know”
gansey, ronan, and noah deciding that the dead nightmare-bird-man thing was too gross to deal with without first showing it to blue and getting the Blue Sargent Stamp of Approval on the fact that it’s gross as hell
ronan looking at jesse dittley’s yard and seeing that all the random debris had been repurposed for flowers and beauty and recognizing that as a sign that blue had been there, how sweet is that
“i was unaware kavinsky was familiar with the nuances of the united states postal service” gansey u are being blackmailed right now pls act like it
ronan quoting ovid at an inappropriate time; adam recognizing it, being “furious” and probably turned on
“ronan,” he’d said, voice tragic, already blaming himself, making it about them and not ronan, “you damn fool”
the entirety of the last scene, which i’m not going to touch with my dirty hands
in conclusion: see you all in hell bc i’m there now
“What is it like to be immortal?” Icarus asks.
“Think of it like this,” Apollo explains, ”when I was small, so was my world. The only sky I knew was the one at the foot of my father’s throne. But as I grew, so did my world. I soared the skies above Sparta and Athens and all I asked for became mine. To be immortal is to know that greater victories always await.”
Apollo rakes his eyes over Icarus’ beating wings, “What is it like to be mortal?”
Icarus says nothing as the gentle brush of Apollo’s fingertips leave burns along his jaw. He says nothing as his lungs fill with ash after every kiss. Nothing as his body begins to feel the weight of his wings pulling him down.
And finally, as the wings give in to the heat, and Icarus falls through the clouds, he closes his eyes and says with a smile,
“It feels like this.”
—If you have to ask, then it was never meant to be yours anyway. (i.s.)
Your father teaches you how to be the first one to walk away. Leave, before they realize you were not worth staying for.
Bianca Phipps, "The Heartbreaker Poem"