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If you feel like it, maybe some pynch + hurt/comfort? 💛💛
They'd fought over something stupid. Ronan knew it was stupid because, six hours later, he couldn't remember what the hell it had been about in the first place. Adam had stormed off in the late morning - to where, Ronan had no clue, and he hadn't followed because anything he would have said in the heat of the moment would have made things so much worse.
It wasn't the first time they'd lost a day of their summer at the Barns to something like this. Ronan hated it because there was an internal clock in his head, ticking down to the day Adam would leave for Harvard. The idea of wasting even one of those days, hell, one of those hours or minutes to a dumb fight? It made him want to punch things and then set them on fire.
His only consolation was that the shitbox still sat in the gravel driveway next to the BMW. However angry Adam had been, it wasn't enough to make him want to leave the property. Small favors. At this point, he could be anywhere on the property or beyond it. Opal had made herself scarce too, so it was just Ronan alone with his thoughts and the inner voice telling him he'd been a fucking loser to fight with Adam in the first place. His attempts to quiet that voice included jamming headphones onto his skull and blasting music loud enough to be heard in the next county while he did his daily maintenance of the Barns.
He ached. And somewhere out there, Adam was hurting too.
Ronan blinked when the headphones were removed from his ears. The quieter sounds of the dreaming barn were more deafening than the techno. Adam stood over him with the headphones in his hand, frowning at the sheer volume coming out of them. Ronan scrambled to sit upright, looking quite uncool as he did, turning the music off and nearly dropping his phone as he did.
"The fuck," he sputtered. "I'm working here."
"You're not," Adam said calmly, then motioned to the battered desk, where there was a plate of food and Ronan's thermos. "I made you a sandwich."
Ronan had no idea what time it was or how he'd come to be in the dreaming barn. Crickets chirped outside and the only light came from glow of his dream lights and a couple of musty bulbs he didn't remember turning on. Adam didn't wait for him to get his bearings before he took a seat right in Ronan's lap. For a moment, Ronan had no idea what to do with his hands, his half-asleep brain cells, the beautiful boy perched on his thighs.
He blurted out, "I'm still mad at you."
"That's okay. Eat the sandwich," Adam told him. "There's coffee too. We can go for a walk when you're done."
"You can't just--" Ronan shoved half the sandwich in his face and took a monstrous bite, "--boss me around, Parrish."
"I can. You owe me for the stupid shit you said this morning."
"What about the stupid shit you said to me?" Ronan demanded. Fuck but the coffee tasted good too.
Already he wanted to think about anything other than what they fought about.
"Does it matter anymore?"
All the tension uncoiled from Ronan's shoulders. "I guess not."
Adam leaned down and kissed his brow, right above the scar. Ronan forgot all about the food and returned the kiss just under Adam's left ear. It wasn’t perfect, but it was forgiveness, and that was okay too.
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Thinking about Gansey gently holding holding Ronan’s face in his hands and asking “Are you my good boy?” Near Ronan’s lips, but not kissing him yet. Ronan, who has been a good boy, nodding and turning so his can brush his nose against Gansey’s palm, kissing gently against his wrist. Gansey hums thoughtfully, “then what does my good boy want?” Ronan gets a nice little shiver up his spine.
Ronan has never been good at putting what he wants to words. The only time he's ever stood a chance at applying words to his needs and desires and regrets to word is in prayer. Somehow, saying them out loud to Gansey is more reverent and intimate than in his most still moments with his head on the pillow or sunken down to the kneeler on Sunday. He believes in both with all of himself.
He cheats sometimes, turning the question on Gansey and his wants. That's still being good, isn't it? Offering himself up to whatever Gansey desires, bending to it and enjoying every second of it. At his feet, on his back, on his knees - all of it and more are on offer for Gansey, and he doesn't even need to ask for it. But Gansey's gotten wise to the trick. He'll click his tongue, dig his fingers into Ronan's chin or the nape of his neck to give him a little shake. Doesn't he know how much Ronan loves that too? He must.
Ronan looks up at Gansey through his lashes, hungry, eager. He swallows down the first few attempts, with his lips parted and no sound coming out. It's the door closing to the confessional, it's the beginning of a Hail Mary, it's the Lord's Prayer when he's lost. But to Gansey, he says, "Fuck me." A pause as he reminds himself how this should go. "Please." He licks his lips. "By the windows?"
The last is a question. Gansey could take him wherever he wanted to, but safe in Monmouth, no one ever notices when Ronan's pale skin is pressed up to the glass, when he can see the night sky, its deep purples and blues like the marks Gansey's fingers leave on his hips. The more he thinks about it, the more he wants it, and he dares to peek up at Gansey's face to see if he wants it, too. God, the way his lover smiles at him is enough to practically undo him. He knows right then he's been good, so very very good.
"All right then," Gansey says, finally delivering the kiss he's been teasing Ronan with.
Ronan makes a sound against Gansey's mouth, and gives in.
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Did you guys stay up all night trying to come up with this bullshit.
I am seriously confused.
I can't with the I and the Y ..hurts my braincells
Actually we've been planning this for a week now! We were inspired by people constantly confusing our URLs and tagging us when they meant to tag the other person! This is a monster of your own creation uwu
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No rly, what IS Love to you. I know there's many types of love. Choose any one. Tell me what it is to you. I know love can't be narrowed down in one post. Not possible. But just, tell me about any one. Any. Go on.
[As you said, love is not of one type. It is everywhere and in everything. Love contains multitudes. Different to each person. I agree. Since it'll be wierd and not as clearly conveyed if i try to put it in words, I've decided to make u a wordweb for it anon. Its very small and may not be very diverse, but thats that.]
Here's what a fragment of love is to me.
Peace, Taylor Swift // Katniss Everdeen, Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins // Invisible String, Taylor Swift // Kaz Brekker, Six Of Crows, Leigh Bardugo // Ignite ,Alan Walker, K391 // Augustus Waters, The Fault in Our Stars, John Green // Achilles Come Down, Gang of youths // Kaz Brekker, Six Of Crows, Leigh Bardugo // The Lakes, Taylor Swift
There you go.
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Bro I have so many thoughts on the Mahabharat I just want to SCREAM
SAME TOO MUCH TO SAY BUT ITS TAKING TIME TO TYPE AND ALSO MY BTAIN IS SMOL EVEYRTHING ESCAPES VUT I TRY TO TRAP AJSHJAJAM ABSBJAIAIAISJS MY THOUGHTS OVER THIS TOPIC IS NOT LESS THAN A BILLION BRO I'LL VRY
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Cym as the cinanammon role meme
Ok so I'm putting 3 in each category
Rest of my mutuals due, ask me I'll tell you what category you are because if i put you all in here i KNOW i will forget someone due to my peanut brain so am sorry
Looks like a cinnamon roll, is a cinnamon roll squad: @scintillatea @shininglikeamirrorball @glitter-and-popcorn
Looks like they could kill you, is a cinnamon roll squad: @psycho-mocha @just-here-to-escape-from-reality @lqdysminou
Looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you squad: @jugn00 @damhalfblood @warmachinerox-with-an-x-all-caps
Looks like they could kill you, could you actually kill squad: @the-fault-in-our-inquilab @carmen-riddle @more-like-reyna
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bestie we must unite against the dark side
after all there is nothing that us biryani lovers can do except unite and defeat the dark side
I've given up on them😌, a person to call biryani overrated already lacks tastebuds so i wont torture those poor souls further 😌😌😌 they already stood defeated the moment they called biryani basic cos they missed the whole point 😌
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CYM as your favourite quotes
Ok so some of these are lyrics but they are technically quotes (ignore if some have fonts... I have copy pasted them from my whatsapp abouts where i keep most of my quotes)
"With great power comes great need to take a nap" @fanvergentinexistentialcrisis @as-per-argus
"But when all is done and all is past, the first to rise shall fall the last." @the-fault-in-our-inquilab @maccharfucker
"My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations." @nebulanike @the-fault-in-our-inquilab
"Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness" @something--pretentious @jugn00 @scintillatea
"𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎𝑝, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒" @jugn00 @pretentious-piece-of-shit @just-here-to-escape-from-reality
"𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦" @psycho-mocha
"The sun always comes back" @damhalfblood @justmemyselfandthefridge @dragoncreek319
"Shadows mutter, mist replies; darkness purrs as midnight sighs" @mango-pickle @glitter-and-popcorn
"Mighty is the hand that knows when to pick the pen and when to pick the sword" @cipher-dorito
Other moots sorry if i forgot u... As i said... Peanut brain=peanut memory
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Sigh so trew exactly where i fucked up 😭
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OMG AURUM THIS IS U
YES IT IS
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i dra(i)nk lotion under the bathroom sink
drank? Ok, you realised ur mistake and stopped, that matters .
DRINK???? DON'T DO THAT BUDDY ITS HARMFUL PLEASE DON'T-
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As a person with constantly chapped hands, peak romance is Ronan dreaming Adam lotion😩.
Totally agree with you on that! One of the things I love is the whole notion of Ronan dreaming things so specific to his people - Gansey's epipens, Adam's lotion, eye cream for Blue. Ronan can be as loving and generous as he is callous and abrasive, and I love that about him.
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happy anniversary! 💜💜💜 a prompt for you! adansey + song prompt “volcano” by damien rice 💜
[Thank you so much!!!]
"I adore you," Gansey said, and it wasn't the first time.
To his credit, Adam didn't flinch this time. It was hard to hear Gansey say it, it was even harder to believe it. He'd spent too long being made of sharp edges and silent stares. Perhaps on some level, he'd always known he was something precious to Gansey without knowing what to do with that information. Sometimes, he could let it slide off his awareness, sometimes he could battle how much it made him ache by fighting Gansey's good intentions or his privilege.
God, he was so tired of fighting.
Adam knew his silence had stretched a bit too wide. Gansey, more than all of them, was a master at knowing what to do with his face when a situation really affected him. It was only through seeing what was on the other side of those masks that helped Adam notice when anything changed. So now, those nearly imperceptible shifts had said without words Gansey needed to know Adam had heard and understood.
Even though Adam fought two monsters in his head -- one that said he didn't deserve this love and another that wanted to rend it to shreds and devour it whole so no one else could have it -- he knew the feeling was mutual. He knew how much he loved Gansey.
And he could only say it with his mouth on Gansey's. All of the tension uncoiled out of Gansey's shoulders, and he leaned in. Eager, hungry, they exchanged all their doubts and affirmations with their tongues and teeth, breathless after with the weight of it. Gansey put his head on Adam's shoulder, and they existed in space that words couldn't reach.
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r u an adult?
no i am acult
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how was ur day dear aurum
Its been good till now wbu
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aurum same i have so much syllabus left to do😭😭
Omg bestie lets deactivate together
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heyya ducky, it's arya. im sorry for not telling you all before deactivating. things have been worse and it was an impulsive desicion. i'll come back, i will. until then thank you for all the love you gave me
ARYA BESTIE I WAS SO WORRIED
Bestie I hope you're all good, hope and wish stuff gets better for you
Its ok bestie take your time to come back,,, don't rush it (we were just worried cos u left w out telling.... Otherwise issok take ur time)
Thank you too bestie arya<3 you'll be missed<3
(Also... Arya bestie go check the notes all of us have wishes for you)
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Aurum. are you aware of Binod?
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Cym as outfits they would wear
Ok so I'm telling yall before: i have peanut brain=very small memory space
Please don't take it personal if i forget any of you i love all of u guys
Coming to the point now
Since the limit is only 10 pics p.er post I'll add some reblogs also as i wanna include maximum mutuals since my phone is now hoarded with pretty clothes
@as-per-argus In this (doing urs first cos we had this convo in the morning lmao):
@the-fault-in-our-inquilab in this one:
@jugn00 in this one:
@booksarealwaysbettersworlds-blog sel in this one:
@more-like-reyna Rey in this one (EdGy)
@glitter-and-popcorn kans in this one:
@bipercyjacksonrights ami in this one:
@maccharfucker nickelodeon in this one:
@warmachinerox-with-an-x-all-caps twi in this one:
@whinysstuff kiwi in this one:
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