i’m not gonna tell you how to live your life but if bart did occasionally turn into a dinosaur kitty could ride around on his back and they could chase nat around london
I WAS BLESSED WITH THE OPPORTUNITY TO MEET JOHNATHON STROUD THIS MORNING AND IT WAS AMAZING
"haha gay"
— bartimaeus of uruk, serpent of silver plumes, builder of the walls of prague (via georgecuddlins)

i should have been in bed like an hour ago but i got an urge and
well
when platonic otp calls i am compelled to answer
a nathaniel mix with just 12 tracks of “bet on it” in a row
"His masters were the magicians of old, who spoke to him through their books, allowing him to learn at his own pace and offering ever multiplying marvels for his mind. They did not patronize or betray him."
— Nathaniel, The Amulet of Samarkand (via ramblingsofabibliomaniac)
hi i’m bartimaeus and this is jackass *smashes through the window of an old lady’s house and then crashes out through the wall while carrying a fourteen year old boy*
Imagine Nathaniel trying to give Bartimaeus impressive-sounding orders while his voice breaks
"Whoops! In all this excitement I nearly forgot to tell you what I came for!” The boy put on a deep plangent voice: “Know ye that I have devotedly carried out my charge. I have spied on Lovelace. I have sought the secrets of the Amulet. I have risked all for you, O my master. And the results are” — here it adopted a more normal, sardonic tone — “you’re an idiot."
— Bartimaeus, The Amulet of Samarkand (via mythomagic)