Local Cryptid Reveals All

My mom kept complaining that all of a sudden the Beatles are back and they're fucking everywhere and they're so obnoxious and were practically having an orgy in her garden under a cucumber leaf and that's when I realized she meant spotted cucumber beetles and not Paul McCartney

what kills me is how in Fool's Errand you can tell the Fool is actually harbouring hope that Fitz might reciprocate his feelings. yes, the silly overt flirting/teasing, but it's more than that. it's sharing what Fitz's friendship meant to him when they were kids (you saw me), it's the intense "should I?" when Fitz says the Fool should have known there was someone who cared for him enough to protect him. it's all those lingering looks, searching desperately for some sign that he's not imagining this thing between them. the fucking YEARNING leaping off the page is enough to give me liver damage.

I’m going to [remembers I should stop saying ‘kill myself’] reread the Fitz and the Fool trilogy