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mercurytomato · 1 year

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300 Fox Way

This crazy house with infinity number of women

#the raven boys #the raven cycle #trc #trb #my art #blue sargent #maggie stiefvater #maura sargent #persephone poldma #calla lily johnson #300 fox way #trc fanart #the raven cycle fanart #the dreamer trilogy #barrington whelk

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valtianan · 1 year

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"important things come in threes."

maura sargent | persephone poldma | calla lily johnson

#trc #the raven cycle #the dream thieves #blue lily lily blue #maura sargent #persephone poldma #calla lily johnson #character design #my art #trc art #trc quotes #trc fanart #painting the page of cups card was like doing pixel art i swear

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madamevandeleur · 6 months

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#pjo hoo toa #percy jackson #pjo series #pjo dionysus #mr d #dionysus #trc #the raven king #the raven cycle #the raven boys #tdt #bllb #calla lily johnson #trc calla #calla lily #pjo

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namedafterflowerstournament · 4 months

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Botanic Tournament : Main Bracket !

Round 3 Poll CCC

(Calla lilies and hyacinths)

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bi4bisamjess · 1 year

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#trc poll #again #ada.txt #trc #the raven cycle #polls #ronan lynch #adam parrish #richard cambell gansey iii #blue sargent #henry cheng #noah czerny #maura sargent #calla lily johnson #persephone poldma #the raven boys #pynch #bluesey #sarchengsey

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clotpolesonly · 1 month

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Blue Lily, Lily Blue ch 1 // Blue Lily, Lily Blue ch 46

#ronanedit #matthewedit #callaedit #blueedit #trcedit #Ronan Lynch #Matthew Lynch #Calla #Calla Lily Johnson #Blue Sargent #TRC #quote posts #first of all this is soft as fuck #second of all honestly Ronan and Calla deserve a whole meta post about how they're the same character tbh #they are explicitly paralleled SO MANY TIMES it's ridiculous

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nibblette · 6 months

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Persephone and the rest of the 300 Fox Way women

#the raven cycle #maura sargent #calla lily johnson #persephone poldma #300 fox way

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hairymoths · 2 years

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#blue sargent #maura sargent #calla #calla lily #calla lily johnson #the raven cycle #the raven boys #blue lily lily blue #the raven king #maggie stiefvater #art #drawing #fanart #hairymoths #procreate

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iammistressofmyfate · 8 months

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Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish, Richard Gansey III/Blue Sargent, Declan Lynch/Jordan

Tags: Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Love at First Sight, Alternate Universe - Royalty, mentions of abuse, Political Alliances, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Anal Fingering, Ronan Lynch's Hand Kink, Frottage, Body Worship, Blow Jobs, Violence, Kidnapping, Character Death, Ronan Lynch Loves Adam Parrish, Adam Parrish Loves Ronan Lynch, Blood and Injury, Angst, Falling In Love, High Fantasy

Summary: Adam is a poor village boy with an extraordinary power in a village surrounded by others with extraordinary powers. In order to utilize these individuals, the king of the realm proposes a deal. One of these so called "Gifted" marries his brother. The person gets the protection of the crown, becomes royalty, the village is protected under the king, with the caveat that should the king call upon them, the Gifted of the village will lend their power to the king. Adam agrees to marry the Prince for the sake of his village and to avoid any skirmishes. Upon meeting the Prince and being shown nothing but glacial disdain, Adam resolves to make the best of his new position as a Prince, even if that means being in a loveless marriage. But not all is as it appears and Adam may be surprised at the secrets his new husband is keeping...

Excerpt:

[Chapter 11]

[Chapter 16]

[Chapter 1]

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genyasafinsmissingeye · 2 years

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Me showing up to 300 Fox way dressed at my best, with an abundance of breath mints in my pocket and an over night bag, to see the milfs of 300 Fox way: “I’d like to have a reading.”

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adamprrishcycle · 9 months

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Just a wip I’m working on (that I’ve been working on since november) canon divergence pynch that is just an excuse to make them fall in love under diff circumstances and also an attempt to satisfy my need to dig into adam parrish’s brain and sort the contents into little piles. This has no context but if you like adam you might like this :) send post close app

He knew now that he wasn’t in a dream, not the usual kind anyway. The rainfall had been brief but thorough and the clouds had closed in making the summer night as dark as winter. There were voices somewhere close to Adam, behind doors and down corridors but the room he was in was silent. He stood over the basin in the corner with the shades closed and he’d filled it with cool water, letting his fingers slide through it a number of times before drying them somewhere on himself. He didn’t feel the wet as he stared into the gently rippling water, unfocusing his eyes and staring into the dark liquid.

So he was among the trees. And it was comforting like heavy velvet draped around his shoulders, perfectly weighted and soft to the touch. He wasn’t alone and this fact had his heart beating faster with anticipation. He felt the pull of the other being strongly. A deep, heavy tug that sat low in the base of his stomach, so warm and indulgent, he sensed his body taking a shaky breath. It had never felt quite like this before, perhaps because he was so close to the pure, raw energy of the ley line.

He plunged, leaving everything that was Adam Parrish behind. He told himself it was just for a moment, that he could get back to the conscious world but he had doubts about that and he was prepared to ignore them.

The trees knew Adam by name and he knew them too. It was a word that was made to be said in a hushed whisper. But he didn’t say it.

The energy from the ley line fed Adam willingly and he reached out with fingers made of light and dust and stroked something dark and coiled. It tensed, pulling away and for a moment he saw a flash of familiarity.

He saw his own face looking back at him, standing in broad daylight, frowning and stubborn and sad.

He pulled away too. He pulled hard, rocked off balance and he began to fall.

And fall.

When Adam hit the ground, he gasped in pain, the surge of it so strong that he saw stars and for a moment he lay there winded, his nerve endings alight with a deep seated panic that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Eventually he grasped a hold of what was going on. He remembered he was at 300 Fox Way in Persephone’s old bedroom and the daylight outside was dim as the sun began to sink below the rooftops before disappearing behind the distant mountain range.

“Well, that’s one way to wake up.”

Adam started at the voice, turning where he sat on the floor to look at the bed in the corner where Calla was now sitting in the gloom.

“How long was I– How long have you been there?” Adam asked, his voice sounding heavy and sleep-drunk to his own ears.

“About twelve minutes,” Calla told him, “luckily I didn’t have to use this.” She held up a large kitchen knife and Adam stared, open-mouthed despite himself. He hadn’t needed the shock of physical pain to bring himself back to his body. He’d fallen. Or he’d been pushed.

As he struggled to his feet, Calla stood up as well and she left the knife on the sheets as she approached Adam, reaching up without warning to touch his cheek. The gesture wasn’t aggressive, but Adam flinched anyway and pulled away from her, only for her to latch onto his wrist next, gripping firmly and closing her eyes.

“Quit it.” Adam yanked his arm free and backed up to the window. He saw the look on her face. Her eyes widened, then narrowed and she rested a hand on her hip as she studied Adam coolly.

“That hunger of yours can never be sated, can it?” She said, her tone accusing. “You’re never full up.” Adam’s jaw tightened and he tried to set his face into one of indifference, but from the way Calla straightened up, he knew he was wearing the face his father gave him.

“I didn’t say you could touch me,” Adam said as calmly as he could muster but there was venom beneath the surface, “this is none of your goddamn business.”

A rush of air came from Calla’s nose in the form of a single, humourless laugh and she smiled darkly. “What will you do with it, Adam?” She said his name with a sneer. “When you find this power source, what will you do?”

Shame was like a disease, something that no matter how hard Adam tried, he couldn’t be cured of and it gnawed at him now. The only defense his body had ever devised to combat it surged through him and he gritted his teeth, balling his hands into fists at his sides. He tried to shake it off, he took a deep breath but he couldn’t get a handle on it and he knew he needed to leave. Now.

He turned, nearly falling over a cat who was loafed just outside the door. He swore and the cat yowled its own protest as he stumbled and caught himself on the wall loudly. A face appeared from a doorway down the corridor. He ignored them, jogging down the staircase with his head down.

Out on the street, although daylight was failing, everything felt too big and too bright. Adam felt as though he’d been asleep for a long time and he’d just been rudely awoken. He ran to his car and instantly felt better once he was shaded from the afternoon sun but he could feel his heart beating in his throat, the thud of it making him shake all over.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, skull pressed into the headrest. He thought of the trees. His trees. He felt himself calming, his pulse steadying.

When he opened his eyes, movement caught his attention. There was a car parked further down the street and the driver was sitting inside. Adam pressed his cheek to the drivers side window, squinting into the side mirror to get a better look. The person was shadowy and nondescript but it looked as though their face was turned in this direction.

Adam felt watched, the invisible eyes of the stranger upon him like the sun shining through a magnifying glass onto an unsuspecting insect. Adam was that insect.

He started the engine and the car revved loudly as he gave it too much gas. He took off, reaching the speed limit and exceeding it.

He was running away.

He thought he’d stopped doing that.

#and maybe one day I’ll finish it #and post the whole thing #and you’ll understand wtf is going on #adam parrish #pynch #calla lily johnson #persephone poldma #wip #trc #the raven cycle #ronan lynch #I mean… he’s not in this but it’s still from a pynch wip #deleting this later when it has no notes lmao #no NO I will not #I don’t need validation….#do I??

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mercurytomato · 10 months

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