he was so still inside [listen]
“He couldn’t tell if he was letting himself idolize this place or Ronan, and he wasn’t sure there was a difference. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ronan was looking at him, as he had been looking at him for months. Adam looked back, as he had been looking back for months.”
a mix for a soft epilogue at the barns
Tag: pynch
With a Dreamer
More of my trc lookbook series!! When you know there is gonna be a new trilogy of trc and is about Ronan then you go “wasn’t trc about ronan??” but who tf cares because now we legit gonna get more of Ronan/Adam AND SO I do this.
I didn’t want to include canon ships on my series bc its of their friendships but they are all friends regardless of their romantic inclinations. so im including them. Stay tune for more! :>
Previous Posts: Blue&Ronan || Gansey&Adam || Noah&Friends || Henry&Friends || Adam&Blue
Once, when Adam had still lived in the trailer park, he had been pushing the lawn mower around the scraggly side yard when he realized that it was raining a mile away. He could smell it, the earthy scent of rain on dirt, but also the electric, restless smell of ozone. And he could see it: a hazy gray sheet of water blocking his view of the mountains. He could track the line of rain traveling across the vast dry field towards him. It was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. It was coming from so far away that he had plenty of time to put the mower away and get under cover. Instead, though, he just stood there and watched it approach. Even at the last minute, as he heard the rain pounding the grass flat, he just stood there. He closed his eyes and let the storm soak him.
manibus.
for your hands.
at the barns 🌸
Concept: Ronan Lynch and Adam Parrish as PTA moms
•ronan would argue with the other moms all the time: “a bakesale Helen? Oh how original.”
•ronan bragging about his IVY LEAGUE boyfriend Adam and his brownies.
•ronan calling out the homophobic moms
•"everyone here knows you buy your shitty cookies from Jewel, Karen. Stop pretending.“
•Adam Parrish: the most polite savage you will ever meet
•WITH HIS ACCENT AND HIS CHARMING SMILE
•"oh Hon, let the real bakers take care of the bake sale.”
•AND THEN
•THE MOMS WHO LOVE ADAM
•he gets sent home with recipes and playdate offers and lipstick smudges on his cheek.
•ronan and adam going to meetings together and shutting up the bitchy moms with their “horror twin” look or one icy glare in sync.
•IMAGINE THEM TELLING THE GANGSEY ABOUT IT.
•GANSEY IS APALLED.
•"RONAN YOU CAN’T TELL THE OTHER MOMS TO FUCK OFF"
•Blue would laugh her ass off.
•"you said what about her cookies?“
•and beautiful henry cheng my child would offer advice.
•"call them by the wrong name, that’ll piss em off.”
•RONAN AND ADAM AS PTA MOMS
my aesthetic is adam telling his college friends his boyfriend is a farmer and they, respectively, paint a stereotypical picture of the virginian farmer in their heads only for it to be smashed to bits when adam is picked up by his angry gay catholic boyfriend who looks like he both can and will rob you
The second secret was perfect in its concealment. Ronan did not say it.
Ronan did not think it. He never put lyrics to the second secret, the
one he kept from himself.
But it still played in the background.
The scent of Cabeswater, all trees after rain, drifted past Adam, and he realized that while he’d been looking at Ronan, Ronan had been looking at him.
As they scuffled in the grass, Adam closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He could nearly scry just like this. The quiet and the cold breeze on his throat would take him away and the dampness of his toes in his shoes and the scent of living creatures would keep him here. Within and without. He couldn’t tell if he was letting himself idolize this place or Ronan, and he wasn’t sure there was a difference.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ronan was looking at him, as he had been looking at him for months. Adam looked back, as he had been looking back for months.
Nothing but My Aching Soul 