lynchsrqven
lynchsrqven
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“I’m always straight”Uh I’ll prolly post trc related content but let’s see I might post stuff from other fandoms too:)
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lynchsrqven · 1 year ago
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one of the most important things, perhaps the most important thing I have learned in my life is that nice people can fuck each other up in monstrous ways. people can be bone deep kind and loving and self reflective and still lash out under pressure. people can be earnestly neighbourly and charitable and hospitable and generous and still find themselves in situations where they become selfish. people can be well meaning and easygoing and gregarious and hold deep seated opinions that turn them into vicious little bullies under the right conditions. nobody is just one thing, and nobody stays one way. every person is a kaleidoscope and they will surprise you. you will surprise yourself. it's not a warning and it's not a judgement and it's not an excuse, and it's certainly not a reason to stop trying or to stop trusting. it is just a fact.
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Daylight (Megumi Fushiguro x female reader)
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Author’s note: hihihi. This is my first time writing something like this so I really hope you guys like it. Please let me know if you spot any grammatical/ sentence construction errors because I’m really trying to improve my writing:)
Content: a little angst at the beginning but mostly fluff
Warnings (?): mild cringe at the beginning
Word count: 1.8k
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"Gumi?" She muttered incoherently.
"Hmm?" He answered sleepily, his voice muffled.
The day before, Y/n had had a rather miserable day. Once training was over, which was around 5pm, she had walked back to her dorm and decided to reflect back on the days conversations and failures. Well half of the conversations were also failures so there wasn't much of a difference.
Originally, She had planned to clean her room, all surfaces of whose were covered with clothes, books or miscellaneous objects, while watching a movie. Unfortunately her day had gone by so glum that the prospect of watching a fun romcom seemed like too much to bear. Wait no- actually her day had gone by just fine. Normal. Perfect, even. It was her who was the problem.
She considered watching little women (honestly insert any film/series that brings you comfort) but then decided against it. She tried to clean her room anyways, only this time it was the amalgamation of swivels and memories, chaos and dejected voices in her head which kept her company instead of the buzzing of actors and actresses voices.
Midway transferring her clothes from the deranged bed to the closet she gave up and crumpled into a heap on the ground, mirroring the dirty clothes. She took her head between her palms and attempted to cry as she watched the bust of her sweater rise and fall. Crying always made everything better. The tears would wash away the hollow-ness in her chest and provide her some kind of comfort. After some time, it became evident that they'd taken a day off and she'd be stuck with the misery and claustrophobia in her mind for quite some time. She considered going to her bed no napping the feeling away somehow but didn't find it in her legs. Eventually she laid on the forgiving floor and fell asleep there, the cool of it caressing her cheek, a sensation still prevalent when she woke up. She checked the time- 9pm. Dinner would be over in an hour. She got up from the floor, momentarily sure of her pre-nap anguish's departure. Unfortunately it was still there, engulfing her awhole as she made her way to the bathroom- the next stop for her desolation.
Finally, at 11pm, she made her way to the boys dormitory and knocked at Megumi's door. Although she wished to deal with these bouts of depression herself, the desire to see Megumi subsided the former. Megumi opened the door slightly, his head poking out of the cornor. A small shaft of light illuminated the corridor's wooden flooring.
"Y/n?" His eyes wrinkled at the corner and he was now in the middle of the door frame. "What happened?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to see you."
He stepped away from the door, inviting her in. Once inside, she stood there a little akwardly not sure of what to do or say.
"I didn't see you in the cafeteria during dinner. Did you visit later today?"
"No I fell asleep." She partly lied.
“It might be open right now. Do you want to go?"
"Won't we have to pay if we went so late?"
"That's not an issue."
"That's okay, I don't really feel like eating right now." She partly lied again.
"Are you sure?"
“Yeah."
Now Megumi was looking at her silently, probably trying to analyse her behaviour.
"So what were you doing?" Y/n asked, trying to break the partly non-existent ice.
"Reading this book..."
“Oh nice"
"Yeah it's about this war in ancient Egypt."
“Tell me more about it." She urged as she seated herself on his bed, parallel to the chair infront of his desk where he seated himself. She wanted his boyish voice to cure her. And it did. Megumi liked to read non-fiction, a fact that struck Y/n as odd. While she herself liked to read, she couldn't comprehend why someone would want to read about real people and their real lives when they could just read...made up stuff. Something to give them a break from reality rather than pull them back into it. But sometimes, when Megumi told her about the various books he'd read, she'd get the appeal. Heck, she'd even want to try one herself.
Megumi was quick with this kind of stuff. Quickly elucidating the synopsis without any unnecessary details, a skill Y/n thoroughly lacked. Soon enough he was done telling her about his book.
"How far in are you right now?" Y/n asked him.
"About a hundred pages. It's not very long though. I only have seventy more to go."
"That's great, I love short books."
"What about you? Are you reading something at the moment?"
"Er yeah- Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard." Suddenly her book seemed very inferior compared to his.
"Any good?"
"Yeah it's pretty nice. I'll tell you more once I've read a little further."
"I see" neither of you having anything to say now.
"You can go back to your reading by the way. I don't really mind. I just wanted to be near you."
"No, I'd rather talk to you." He said as he came over and sat next to her. Y/n smiled weakly at him and quietly rested her head on his shoulder.
“By the way, are you okay?" Megumi asked as he reached out and held her hand inbetween their laps.
"Yeah..."
"Really?"
"Yeah, just- just..."
"Bad day?" He offered.
"Yeah. Bad day. Very bad day." She confessed as she tried to somehow bury her head into his shoulder.
"I see."
"Yeah."
"Would you like some tea?"
Y/n laughed at his suggestion. Although she didn't really feel like having tea, she didn't want to perpetually turn him down.
“Sure, why not."
He got up and went to made them tea. Soon enough, it began to rain. Once Megumi was done, he came and sat on the bed, one of his legs folded beneath him, the other hanging down. Y/n, previously at his desk, looking at some textbooks kept there, headed back towards him and sat down in the space between his legs. They drank their tea on the bed itself, something Megumi normally didn't allow. Once they were done drinking their tea, Y/n kept the cups on Megumi's desk and then returned to their initial position.
"I like your hands." She whispered to him as she held one of his in both of hers.
"Yeah?" She could hear the smile in his whisper.
"Yeah. Their very...masculine yet fragile looking." She moved his hand up to kiss it, a slow, hushed movement. She kept it against her mouth even after it.
"I like your hair," he told her, "they remind of that river we saw on our mission to Kyoto."
"Why do they remind you of a river?"
"I don't really know. I suppose it's because you insisted on collecting rocks from it once the task at hand was done. Itadori was very enthusiastic and threw water all over you. Some of your locks stuck to your face."
"Megumi, that was six months ago." She chuckled.
"The sun was directly on you and you were laughing and throwing water back at Itadori. I was reminded of that one song you like," He paused for a bit. "Daylight. That Taylor swift song."
Y/n closed her eyes, rabid butterflies flying aimlessly in her stomach.
"I love you." She whispered as she moved her face towards his, slowly locking in their lips.
"I love you too." She heard him mumble over her lips. He rested his lips atop hers even when the kiss was over. The rain escalated, a thunder boom triumphant over the heart beat in her ears. Y/n pushed herself deeper into his embrace, wanting his warmth to engulf her. Megumi softly fell on the bed response, now holding holding her next to him, both their feets still hanging from the bed's ledge. They stayed that way for a while.
"Do you want to stay the night?"
Although they weren't actually given any information regarding staying over at each others dorms, especially if they were of the opposite sex, y/n felt it went as an unsaid rule. Not that it mattered. She had stayed over Megumi's plenty of times before.
"I would like that very much." She pressed her lips at his once more. Megumi sat up, pulling her up along with him. He kissed her once more.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, okay?" He informed her. She nodded and laid down on his bed again. This time properly though- with her head on the pillow and a big blanked over her. Megumi joined her soon enough, his head somewhere infront  her own, his arms holding her loosely, but firmly. He fell asleep that way, her breaths sofly fanning his cupids bow.
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"Gumi?" Y/n muttered incoherently. She had been awake for around thirty minutes now, her thoughts keeping her company and Megumi keeping her warm.
"Hmm?" He mumbled in response, his voice muffled. She had thought spending time would make her alright but thirty minutes of remembering yesterday had bought it back to her. Megumi's voice softened something inside her and suddenly her vision was blurry and soon enough her face was wet. Megumi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her. She could see him physically panic. He wasn't very sure on handle such situations.
"Hey," he said and hugged her.
"You know, I really, really hate myself." She said said gave out a helpless laugh amidst her tears.
"Then...do you think you'd let me love you for the both of us?"
Y/n could only sniff in reply.
They stated that way for a long, long while. Y/n wallowing while Megumi held her.
"Do you feel any better now?" He asked as he caressed her cheeks.
"I do. Thank you." She leaned into his touch.
"Well then. Let's get you something to eat? If you don't feel like seeing the others I can grab something and bring it back for you."
"No, it's fine. I don't want the others getting suspicious. Can we go to my room first so that I can change into my uniform?"
On the way to the cafeteria, Megumi held y/n's hand. Not dropping it even when an intrigued Gojo in the hallway laughed at him.
"Hey lovebirds!" Panda greeted you both enthusiastically upon entering. Nobara shifted her chair a little so you had space to sit next to her. Itadori explained the plot of some movie he had watched to all of you.
And you watched as the daylight filtered in through the window and fell on your table, making everyone glow a little. And maybe, just maybe, you could step into their familiar hue and let go of your self hatred. Under the table, you interlocked your fingers with Nobara and grinned at Megumi.
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Bye why is this so relatable
I'm a simple woman. I reread the raven cycle. I go and look at posts and fanart that make me want to reread the raven cycle. I reread the raven cycle. I go and look at posts and fanart that make me want to reread the raven cycle. I reread the raven-
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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thinking about that scene in trb where adam comes out of ninos and he's got a silly spongebob ball that he bounces on the ground and then steps out just in time to catch it in his hand again. when he's sitting at foxway gently examining each and every tarot card. how his eyes flick to gansey as he says "i don't have a brother ma'am". how he locks eyes with ronan over his locker and says "with a dreamer". how he plays ronan's loud electronica for him at cabeswater. how he casually tells a man at the gas station his mama didn't teach him how to speak to women. how he gives blue a little show and tell of gansey's random artifacts. how he would let ronan come and sleep on the floor of his crappy apartment. how gansey picked him up from work and his overalls were rolled down to his waist. how he gave opal his watch. how he looked at ronan witheringly and told him to go do his homework. how he just went and peed in the fields by cabeswater. how he was flattered that gansey's sister found him attractive. how he sent blue flowers. how he looked at gansey and mouthed "yee haw" and they both laughed. how he messed about with ronan so often they had a whole grade system for parking lots, how he got embarrassed and shy when blue and noah found the silly mixtape ronan left for him. him riding his bike. him driving his little hand me down car. him cutting his own hair in choppy uneven mess. how he slept through his bday (my sweet little summer child) woke up downed some juice and went to go do some freak nature magic shit. how he dresses so dark academia with a tweed vest and rolled shirt sleeves when he gets to college. how he holds the back of ronan's head when he hugs him. how he rides a motorbike !!!!! how he tells declan he's done with ronan then comes back a few hours later with chainsaw in his hands. how he collects crying rich kids at college. how he does fake tarot card readings when he could do real ones (and then some) if he really wanted to. how he gets engaged before he gets his degree. how he finds his home is a person not a place. how he spends his teen years thinking he's unknowable only to find the love of his life and makes tamquam alter idem their i love you
just thinking about adam, adam, adam
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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obsessed w the idea of a trc adaptation where noah and czerny from whelk’s memories are played by different people who look really similar. but noah is more gaunt and czerny is more lively and their personalities are so different that none of the audience realizes they’re the same people until the reveal
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Look what I made guys
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Blue = blue
Noah = gaslight
Adam = tree
Ronan = bald
Gansey = dead
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Do you ever just remember when Gansey in his internal monologue said “glendower had always been dead and Gansey kind of wanted to live” and start crying?
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Some of my favourite things said/thought by random people in trb (these don’t include deep quotes btw) (these also don’t contain blue/Adam/Gansey/ronan as they already have seperate posts):
-I’ve been dead for 7 years that’s as warm as they get (noah)
-not so spikey as usual (sadly petting blues hair) (noah)
-can we go home? This place is so creepy. (Noah)
-for weeks after that, Ronan had called Gansey the R.R.F where s stood for soft, r for rich and f for something else.
-I bet you’re just listening to a CD called ‘the sound of crime’ while you cruise for chicks outside the old navy in your camaro (Helen)
-my feels are hurt. I’ve consulted with several people who tell me that I’m within my rights to feel hurt (Maura)
-this is clearly a boys journal. Also it’s taking him forever to find this thing. You’d have found it already. (Persephone)
-that is a lot of vanilla. One wonders if that is a typo. (Persephone)
-do you have any idea why your sister purchased that hideous bronze plate for three thousand dollars? (Mr. Gansey)
-okay there are a few things going on here, obviously. Someone just tried to kill you. You two are telling me that your friend was killed by the same man who just tried to kill him. You three are telling me Neeve had a phone call with the man who killed your friend and just now tried to kill gansey. And you’re telling me you’ve had nothing to do with him since that phone call? (Maura)
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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me and the bad bitch i didn’t pull even though i gave him presents and free beer and called him slurs and taught him how to dream and told him my deepest darkest secrets (i killed my father and my best friend is a homonculus) and compared him to a dog and kidnapped his brother and killed myself in front of him to forever alter the trajectory of his life
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Guys I’m in my Ronan era (I want to quit school)
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Some of my favourite things said/thought by Adam Parrish in the trb (these don’t include deep quotes btw):
-excuse me, um, miss- hi
-beggars can’t be choosers
-Adam was all at once fatigued with ronan and his uselessness
-oh man that’s the biggest lie you ever told
-trust lynch to deface a place like this 5 minutes after getting here
-you look like a super villain with your familiar
-that’s Gansey for you. Only learns enough to be superficially competent
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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i want to fall in love the old fashioned way (i see him across the road whilst sitting in my friend’s vintage car and pray to god for him and then sometime later said friend brings him into the friend group and i bully him but he becomes my very best friends and then he sacrifices himself to a forest i created and he helps me dream dead versions of myself so that i can blackmail my dad’s murderer and then i kiss him in my childhood bedroom)
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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HAPPY ST. MARKS DAY!!<33
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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Some of my favourite things said/thought by blue in trb (these don’t include deep quotes btw):
-Blue had 2 rules: stay away from boys because they were trouble, and stay away from raven boys because they were bastards.
-I am not a prostitute!
-this all seemed very manly and Aglionby to Blue, this calling of one another by last names and bantering about outdoor urinary habits.
-unfortunately it’s nothing normal. Not like Gansey (In reference to name).
-I’ll be very angry if you ground me. I’ll probably rebel and climb out of my window with a bed sheet rope.
-blue tried not to look at gansey’s boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn’t wearing them.
-he was wearing a teal polo shirt and it seemed impossible that someone in a teal polo shirt could perish of anything other than heart disease at age eighty six, possibly at a polo match.
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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thinking about how gansey was supposed to be the one who stayed. how when adam says he wants to leave henrietta, gansey immediately says he doesn’t, that he wants to stay, that it’s home. how gansey made henrietta magical for adam, making a “place made for leaving” something new. and magical for ronan, who already knew magic existed but needed a reason to keep believing. and magical for blue, proving that the something more existed where she’d always been. but how at the end of the raven cycle gansey leaves. he leaves henrietta, he doesn’t stay. but ronan stays. ronan ends up being the one who stays. ronan, ultimately, is the one who makes henrietta home for gansey and adam and blue. and there’s something sad and special about being the one who stays, being the one people come back to, being the one that makes a place familiar and easy and home for the people in your strange constellation.
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lynchsrqven · 2 years ago
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and in the end what was kavinsky but a girl who really wanted her crush to come to her party
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