“You’d be surprised how often that works.”
As much as I absolutely regret spoiling most of the RA series for myself (I unfortunately have the self-control of a five year old, and the wisdom of a duck) it’s admittedly kind of fun watching pieces of future plot-lines slide into place without any foreknowledge about how it will. Examples, and huge spoilers ahead:
• Halt ‘lying’ to Deparnieux about being Hibernian royalty. And then denying that he was to Horace afterwards. Crazy work. It felt like I possessed illegal knowledge.
• Malkallum actually being Malcom. I was aware of there being a healer named Malcom, but little else, so I was somewhat excited to put together that they were the same person.
• Not as much of a connection, but I definitely got wide-eyed when I read that Tennyson was working with the Genovesan assassins (which is where I left off, so… I guess I can’t say no spoilers but I still hope to be a little left in the dark for Halt’s Peril lol).
Moral of the story — don’t read fanfic until you’ve finished reading/watching all the canon content. But there are sometimes some pros that come along with knowing stuff prematurely. Still, it’s hardly worth it in the long-run :,)
jude and cardan escape the coronation — part 1/2 ☻
— Danez Smith, from "summer, somewhere" (via lunamonchtuna)
"𝐽𝑒 𝑡’𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝐴𝑢𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑑’ℎ𝑢𝑖. 𝐶𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑖𝑟. 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝑃𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠".
—Michelle Hodkin,The Retribution of Mara Dyer (the third book).
I knew forgetting George was something of a running joke in the fandom, but I just started book 10 and Horace genuinely forgets about George after he takes an arrow for him 😭 he’s about to leave the battle scene and George is lying half-conscious on the side of the road. Like I get he’s a bit stuffy but you grew up together!!! He saved your life!!!
gilan: hey, halt, did you get a chance to consider my plan?
halt, reading a letter: uh-huh.
gilan: what do you think?
halt: mhm.
gilan: halt?
halt: anytime.
gilan: mm. i’m gonna go compromise the integrity of the corps by selling crown secrets to skandia and then blame it on will now, yeah?
will: hey.
halt: oh, go on then.
gilan, cracking up: can i assassinate the king while i'm at it?
and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, shall be lifted—nevermore! ••• nineteen years of living on this planet and still somehow unable to make connections properly • infp 9w1 • in a perpetual state of indecision between reading or writing more • trying to maintain a sense of whimsy admist the gruelling nature of everyday life•••ranger’s apprentice • the lunar chronicles • the hunger games (and many more)
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