#HE WAS IN LOVE WITH RONAN AND COULDN'T FORGET HIM

[parrishands]

"He tried each night he was alone in the apartment over St. Agnes, and he failed every time he saw Ronan again. He was in love with Ronan, and he was in love with this lonesome green valley, and although he could not work out how either dovetailed with his addiction to the future, for the summer, he put his reservations away. He just lived with Ronan the moment instead."

[wellgoslowly]

as the day ends, I just wanted to thank everyone for their birthday wishes today- they truly made my day.

ALSO since it's my birthday I'm allowed to get sappy!!!! it says it in the constitution guys I promise!!!!

some of yall know the extent of the bad experiences I had in a certain fandom and fandom space last year (will not be saying which fandom or fandom space unless reached out to via dm. if you want to be sure to steer clear of this fandom/fandom space, please reach out, but ik if i mention it publically it could get back at them and it will be just another thing for them to try to start a fight w me about)- long story short I found a girl in said fandom space, fell in love w her, dated her long distance, got broken up with, and had a falling out with her and the entire fandom space because they all took her side. I'll admit that I messed up a lot, but I was vilanized in that fandom and shunned from a public book club that I helped to create with no warning.

it was a really rough time for me mentally- these people who I had thought were my best friends were so quick to side against me without even getting my side of the story and called me horrible names in the process. my grades slipped, landing me on academic probation and completely fucking up my plans for my freshman and sophomore years of college.

I am not saying all this for pity or anything- I say all this because I want to put it into perspective how scared I was to join tumblr. I had never been on tumblr and the last fandom that I was in was toxic and ruined my mental state for months.

but joining tumblr for me was a complete 180° flip compared to the last fandom I was in. I am no longer constantly in fear of upsetting people, I am surrounded by amazing people who support me and want to hear my opinions and read my fanworks. you guys have truly changed my life and I cannot thank you enough.

here's to sharing my next birthday with you amazing people

also!! I wanted to tag some of the people who have made my experience on here absolutely amazing:

@oblivious-idiot @ikeasupremacy @givemea-dam-break @tangledinlove @maraschinomerry @losticaruss @neewtmas @charmquarkstrangequark @waitingforthesunrise @someonetooksendnoodles @comeinwiththerainbow @lockwood-lover @uku-lelevillain @donutcats + ronan (ik he deactivated his acc but I hope he sees this and knows how much I value him) and many more!!! honestly so much of yall have made tumblr a safe haven for me and I couldn't possibly tag you all (I also really hope I didn't forget anyone)

ANYWHO!!!! LOVE YALL!!!!!!

[crimeronan]

as an Irish person reading trc/tdt what do you think of Maggies characterisation of the Lynch family??

oh i LOVE this question. anon so kindly giving me permission to infodump....

the short answer is: i love it?? i love it. i have varying quibbles about how niall's "redemption arc" is done and stuff like that, but purely on the irish side of things, i love it

further necessary context: i'm irish-american a few generations removed from ireland (who happens to have a hyperfixation on irish myth), my closest familial connections in the country are some distant cousins that my great-aunt traced recently. direct relations to her, but given that she is like 96, much less direct to me. so my perspective is very different from that of an irish person raised n living in ireland, & most of what i love most about the lynch family is directly related to diaspora and intergenerational trauma stuff

i said i was gonna infodump and then couldn't decide where to start. waow. okay so i've talked before about most of the worldbuilding in the dreamer trilogy being based in irish myth - ronan being from the otherworld (eldritch god, fairy, same thing), fintan mac bochra and the hawk of achill, not giving your true name/address to people at the fairy market, etc. these stories are woven through the whole fabric of the series

then the concept of irish storytelling itself is Also woven through the whole series, on both a meta and in-canon level

traditional irish storytellers will take a myth and make it their own, you can trace the origins of different tales back dozens or hundreds of years. the goal isn't to tell the story the way it's been told in generations past, but instead to tell it how You'd tell it. so there are these books repurposing irish myth in this unique way, but also these characters who are all so in love with storytelling in their own ways

you can see it in how niall and aurora tell their stories, how niall's always have a focus on action and tragedy and grisly death while aurora's are more focused on the love and the feelings and the soft fade-out of a tragic hero

you can see it in how declan has inherited niall's propensity for storytelling (the twitter confirmation of his middle name being "tadhg" still makes me Big Eyes Emoji) and also inherited niall's propensity for reckless idiocy, Geis Of Bullshit indeed.

then there's the way that declan and ronan both find themselves playing out different parts of niall's worst traits, how intergenerational trauma seems inescapable, how every damn person in the family is So Mentally Ill. this isn't necessarily the case for every irish-american family but it sure is for kitkat's. hoo boy we love giving chronic pain, psychosis, and inescapable depression to our offspring

that greywaren quote about "diaspora always idealizes the homeland" has stuck with me for a while because there's this kind of muted longing in the books' depiction of ireland itself, but also in the books' depiction of the barns, a place that niall and mór Made ronan's homeland. and more than that i see it in declan's views on his parents themselves, how he's able to reconcile with mór Because she's so distant and unfathomable and never personally fucked him up, so it's easier to forgive and forget everything she's done... how niall is dead and gone and can no longer change his behavior or grow or learn or fuck declan up any worse, so it's easier to accept his love as uncomplicated and good. child idealizing his distant homeland because that's what he's Supposed to have

truly don't know if that was the authorial intention but. it's the only way declan's arc makes any sense to me. that one line does a shitload of heavy lifting

and on a less theme-heavy note i love little details like. the brothers being so in touch with irish culture as second-gen immigrant kids, love that they play the uilleann pipes and attend the fleadh, love that ronan can do an irish accent on command, love that declan keeps photos of ireland in his bedroom but they still don't quite reflect his True Self like his attic does, love that mór is a gaelgeoir (irish speaker), there are other details i'm forgetting now

this post is ungodly long so i'll leave it here. these r my thoughts. it's good shit o/

[iammistressofmyfate]

What if I wrote Adam teaching Ronan how to ride a motorcycle? 🤔

Adam teaches Ronan how to ride his motorcycle. Ridiculousness ensues, with some fluff, hurt/comfort, and sweetness tossed in. Maybe flirting? If you squint. I just needed to write something silly or else I might cry.

Based on this post

No warnings, just Ronan swearing

Adam had his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was one of skepticism. His fine mouth turned down in a bit of a frown, fair brows furrowed.

It didn't make him look any less handsome as he stared at Ronan, who was straddling the elegant, rough-and-ready motorcycle he'd dreamt for Adam what felt like ages ago. The expression looked at home on Adam's face.

While Ronan preferred Adam smiling, his concentrated expression was just as appealing.

"You're sure you're ready?" Adam asked, dubious.

He'd been showing Ronan how to operate and ride the bike nearly all afternoon. It was the first nice spring day and after waking up late and fooling around, Ronan had dragged Adam out of the house for lessons.

Adam had said he'd teach Ronan, returning the favor from when Ronan had taught him how to drive stick. Ronan was going to make sure that Adam made good on his word. Not to mention the added benefits to all of this.

Ronan got to watch Adam ride the motorcycle, which was a beautiful sight to behold, and then he got the chance to ride said motorcycle.

Adam was an excellent teacher. He was thorough and surprisingly patient. He gave as good as he got when Ronan teased him but kept them on track.

He showed Ronan the breaks and throttle, the clutch, shifting. He explained that the bike wasn't as complicated as real world bikes because Ronan had dreamt it and since Ronan wasn't completely familiar with how real world bikes worked because he'd never ridden one, the dreamt one was Ronan's best approximation.

Ronan had only been paying half a mind to what Adam was saying though because he kept getting distracted.

Adam's hands resting over Ronan's, showing him how much pressure to apply to the throttle, elegant and lovely. The closeness of him, how warm he was as he leaned against Ronan a little, the scent of his hair as he leaned close, instructing Ronan. The instructions themselves (Ronan liked when Adam told him what to do).

Their eyes met more than once. Adam's eyebrow arching at Ronan, a knowing smile on his face.

"Are you paying attention, Ronan?"

"Sure."

And Adam would blush a little, shake his head, and go back to his instruction.

It couldn't be that hard though, right? Ronan had gotten at least the gist of things. It would be fine.

"Yeah. This'll be easy," Ronan replied and Adam's brows furrowed deeper.

"Keep telling yourself that, Lynch."

Ronan waved Adam off, calling him a 'Doubting Thomas', and Adam raised his arms in surrender.

Ronan concentrated, summoning up what he'd heard of what Adam had told him. He eased up on the brakes, engaged the clutch into first, worked the throttle, and rolled forward on the bike.

"See!" Ronan called to Adam, looking at him. Adam looked alarmed.

"Watch where you're going, shithead!" he called back and Ronan snapped his head forward because Adam was right.

He was doing it. He was riding the bike. He was mostly balanced, his hands gripping to the bars. Now how to stop...

Ronan squeezed the brake on the handlebar for the front tire, forgetting about the back tire. The bike stopped and Ronan was lurched forward.

He didn't fly over the handlebars but he hit them pretty hard, right in the solar plexus.

"Ronan!"

"I'm fine!" he replied and then promptly dumped the bike. "Fuck. Ow."

He heard Adam's hurried footsteps in the gravel and then the motorcycle was pulled off of him.

"Are you okay?" Adam asked, his accent thicker in his concern.

"Shit. Yeah. Jesus."

Adam kicked down the kickstand of the bike and offered his hands to help Ronan to his feet.

"Don't say it," Ronan growled. Adam's lips twitched briefly.

"Say what?" Adam's eyebrows raised, his face looking surprisingly innocent and boyish but Ronan wasn't falling for it.

"I'm going again."

This continued for several minutes, Ronan trying to remember balancing and clutching and the gears and braking for both front and back tires.

He knew he was going to be as bruised and banged up as Adam had been when he'd first ridden the bike from Massachusetts to Virginia. He was determined and stubborn, he was going to nail this.

And he did. Eventually. Just as the sun was lowering in the sky, Adam pulling on Ronan's Carhartt jacket to keep warm as the temperature dropped.

Ronan guided the bike down the driveway, whooping despite himself, and he could hear Adam's surprised laugh over the sound of the motorcycle's engine.

Ronan managed to turn around before the tree line, a little wobbly, but he kept himself upright. He drove the bike all the way back to Adam, stopping a little jerkily, right next to him.

Adam was smiling and shaking his head and Ronan grinned at him.

"Hey, doll," he purred and Adam laughed, curving his fingers around Ronan's chin, squeezing his cheek just a little, and kissed him.

"That wasn't half bad. The bike suits you," Adam murmured against Ronan's mouth, kissing him again. "But you need a lot more practice."

[ticklygiggles]

Hii! First of all, congrats on the followers, you deserve them all with your amazing writing and content, and superb personality!! ^^ For the request thingy, I was thinking 💜, the magical tickling one, with Pynch? Maybe something where Ronan pulls something out of his dreams that can be used for tickling for him and Adam to use? I just feel like there's a lot of untapped potential with his whole dream thing lol. Lee or ler preferences could be up to you ^^ Congrats again!!

[2k followers celebration event] - entries closed!

💜 Purple: magical tickling

Pynch (Adam Parrish x Ronan Lynch)

A/N: YOU'RE TOO KIND THANK YOU! 😩 Also this prompt omg fndkdkf I hope you enjoy it! This one got longer than I expected omg, I hope you don't mind and I hope they're not too ooc. I love them so much 😭😭😭

Loud laughter poured past his lips as Adam brushed that thing against his highest set of ribs on his right side, so close to his underarm. The sensation was driving him crazy in the best way possible and he would go feral if Adam dared to stop.

His whole body jolted when Adam switched spots and moved to Ronan's other side. The thing in his hand, a beautiful golden feather, seemed to vibrate against Ronan's skin and Adam took his time sliding it ridiculously slow against his sensitive ribs.

"Ahahahadaham!" Ronan pleaded, tears of mirth trickling down the sides of his face, getting lost in his hairline. "Plehehease!"

"What's the matter, Ronan?" Ronan could barely hear Adam's voice over his laughter. It sounded distant and he couldn't quite understand what he was saying. "Do you want me to stop?"

No. No, he didn't want that. He wanted Adam to continue forever, even if his lungs were burning and his cheeks ached from smiling so much. He wanted him to continue.

Or at least that was what he thought until he felt the soft tip of the feather finally reaching the very center of his armpit - his eyes snapped open.

"Well, good morning," Adam greeted him with a smirk, lying right next to Ronan. "Did you have a good dream?"

Ronan blinked a couple of times. For some reason, his cheeks felt flushed and his body felt tingly. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach and his lips trembled trying to hold back a nervous smile.

"I bet you did," Adam continued and Ronan felt his ears warming up. "You were giggling and chuckling so much. Did something fun happen in your dream? I know I was there, you kept saying my name."

"Shut up, Parrish. You talk too much so early in the morning," Ronan said, trying to divert the conversation from his dream.

"It's nearly past noon, Ronan," Adam said and Ronan huffed; he was glad when Adam seemed to forget about Ronan's dream.

His mistake was to relax too soon.

"Hmm? What is that in your hand?"

"What? What do you- hah!"

Ronan gasped heavily. There in his hand, clenched tightly, was the beautiful golden feather from his dreams. He opened his hand before he could stop himself and Adam took it quickly, watching it closely.

It was a little crushed by Ronan's hand, but it still shone just like gold, however, the touch was soft, and when Adam gently caressed it, it immediately took its original form, as if it hadn't been a victim of Ronan's strength.

"A feather?" Adam asked curiously, twirling the perfect feather between his fingers. "It's soft, but it feels kind of different, could it be because it came from a dream? ... Ronan? What's wrong with you?"

Ronan was frozen, following every move of that feather. He had really materialized it from his dreams?! He vaguely remembered touching it when Adam had used it on his most sensitive spot, but he never thought he would bring it into this reality!

"Hmm? Is it vibrating?"

Oh dear, Ronan wanted to bury his head in the dirt like an ostrich. He wanted the earth to swallow him whole.

Adam looked at him and Ronan tensed a bit. "You're acting exceptionally weird this morning," he told him, looking into his eyes as if he were trying to figure Ronan out, Ronan tried to avoid his gaze because he knew Adam would be able to. "What could you have been dreaming to bring back a feather? I am curious."

Ronan rolled his eyes. "Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat?" he barked, closing his eyes and shrugging his shoulders. "I don't remember my dream and I don't know why I brought that, I probably just thought it was pretty."

Adam hummed. Ronan knew he hadn't believed him.

"Ah, of course," Adam said and Ronan opened his eyes just to see his smirk widening. "I was tickling you with this, huh?"

Ronan's eyes widened and he hated the heat that gathered in his cheeks. "Listen, Parrish," he said through clenched teeth. "I just told you that I don't remember my dream and-"

"Did I get your worst spot?" Adam asked, ignoring Ronan's words as he slid the feather against his own palm. "I'm sure did, huh? That's why you were laughing and giggling so much?"

Ronan couldn't form words to defend himself. Adam had seen through him and even if he wanted to walk out of this situation, he knew his ridiculously smart and teasy boyfriend wouldn't let him. He gulped, refusing at all cost to admit Adam was right, but he flinched heavily when Adam moved the feather towards him.

Adam chuckled, "you're so easy to read... to me at least," he wiggled the feather in Ronan's direction and Ronan visibly shuddered, the intense ticklish touch of the feather on all his weak spots was still very fresh in his memory. "What? Are you afraid I'm gonna get you as bad as I did in your dream?"

Ronan growled, feeling the heat travel from his cheeks to his neck and up to the tip of his eyebrows.

"I mean," Adam continued, "I could do it if you ask nicely."

Ronan widened his eyes, "Why would I even- agh!"

Ronan wasn't prepared, his defenses were down so he was barely able to defend himself when Adam lunged at him. They wrestled a little on the bed; Adam wanted, at all costs, to dominate Ronan, and Ronan felt that his strength lacked every time the feather caressed his skin accidentally.

He wasn't so surprised to find himself with Adam straddling his hips, both his hands trapped under Adam's knees.

"Adam Parrish. Let go of me this instant or I'm going to punch you right on your pretty face and I-

"Tell me, did I tickle you here?"

Ronan shrieked, immediately clamping his lips together for two whole seconds before he broke into loud laughter as Adam's fingers wiggled against his ribcage.

"Ahahahadaham! Dohohon't! Stahahap, I'll-

"Tell me," Adam ordered, immediately finding Ronan's highest ribs and rubbing his fingers in, in that exact way that made Ronan see stars.

Ronan threw his head back, cackling desperately, "YOU DIHIHID! You dihihihid!"

"Hmm, I would certainly not forgive the me from your dream if I didn't," Adam said, giggling to himself as he kept tickling Ronan's ribs.

Just when Ronan thought he was going to go crazy from the tickles in his ribs, Adam stopped to give him a break.

"Stohohop! It's too ehearly for thihis," Ronan whined, arching his back a bit in an attempt to hide the fact that he was looking for the feather.

Adam laughed making Ronan look at him with a raised eyebrow, "you really are so easy to read," he said, pulling the golden feather from behind him. "Were you looking for this?"

"What- no! Let go now, I mean it, Adam-"

"Tell you what, if you ask nicely, I'll tickle you with this," Adam said, twirling the feather between his fingers before brushing it against Ronan's neck.

The touch was so light and tickly and it vibrated against his sensitive skin. Ronan let out a whiny giggle, shaking his head a bit.

A dream was never going to be enough, but to say it out... he was not so sure he could.

"I can tell exactly what you're thinking," Adam said, grinning down at Ronan, and Ronan didn't have a doubt that he was telling the truth. "Maybe you just need some motivation."

Ronan gasped as Adam grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, exposing Ronan's beautiful skin, from his hips to his ribs.

"Ahadahaham!" Ronan squealed with nervous giggles, wriggling under Adam, or at least pretending to, but it was already a fact that he could never fool Adam.

"Ronan," Adam answered and he snickered before the feather made contact with Ronan's tummy.

Ronan widened his eyes before shutting them tightly as sweet, loud and frantic giggles spilled out. Adam swept the tip of the feather in circles around Ronan's stomach, closing in on his navel and focusing on those extra sensitive spots that made Ronan jump with sudden barks of laughter.

His cheeks flushed, not only because he couldn't stop giggling, but because, when he opened one of his eyes to see what Adam was doing, (as if feeling it wasn't enough), he could see that expression on Adam's beautiful face, an expression that even the greatest of idiots could name in an instant: love.

He had already caught Adam looking at him that way a few times. Ronan couldn't deny that his feelings for Adam were already beyond him too, perhaps, they have always been; but neither of them seemed to be able to express those feelings into words and this unconditional love was usually shown in very peculiar ways... just like this.

"Ti- Tihihickle un-uhuhunder m-my ahaharms!" Ronan finally laughed, throwing his head back with a cackle when the feather dipped into his belly button and then quickly fluttered on his lower belly, making his muscles jump.

"What was that?" The tease dripping from Adam's voice made him shiver with anticipation. "I didn't quite hear you, Ronan."

"I'll tehehell you what was that, you lihihittle- ahahahaha! Nohoho!" Ronan jerked when the feather touched the hollows near his hips. "I sahahaid tihihickle mehehe uhuhunder my ahaharms, dahahammihihit!"

"Well, it's just that you're not clear with your words," Adam reproached him playfully and easily pulled one of Ronan's hands out from under his knee and raised his arm over his head.

Ronan arched his back with a hysterical shriek and before he could even stutter out a protest, his shirt was rising to expose his armpit and the feather finally descended on his delicate skin.

Hysterical laughter erupted from Ronan's lips. He twisted and arched and tugged at his arm, but nothing stopped the maddening sensation of that golden feather tickling him, vibrating in that strange way right on his most sensitive spot.

"H-Hohohohold-AHAHAH! I C-CA-CAHAHA!"

He could barely speak with all that laughter pouring out of him, but he could hear Adam chuckling softly as he wrecked him mercilessly.

"You're not being clear with your words again," Adam said, teasing Ronan. "Should I give you more motivation again?"

Ronan shook his head, but Adam ultimately ignored him and he just turned the feather upside down and carefully used the quill to poke and scribble against Ronan's underarm. Ronan screeched with laughter, making Adam laugh.

"You're so ticklish here, Ronan."

Ronan. Ronan. Ronan. Ronan. Ronan.

He wanted him to say his name so tenderly like that, forever.

"Did you have enough?" Adam asked with a chuckle as Ronan's laugh suddenly went silent. "Don't even answer, I know your stubborn ass will say no."

He was right, but Adam did stop and Ronan was able to catch his breath again as he laughed breathlessly. He jumped when the feather touched him again, this time on his side, zigzagging up and down in some kind of soothing affection.

Adam also let go of his arms and Ronan quickly wrapped them around his torso, giggling brightly when the feather moved back to his stomach.

"Stahahap ahahalready!" He giggled, his voice a little hoarse after all his laughter.

"I can't seem to be able to," Adam lied, tracing the rim of Ronan's navel. "Not when I know you like this so much."

Ronan whined and finally covered his flushed face, giggling into his hands as Adam kept tickling him. After a while, Ronan had gotten used to the feeling and the soft tickling was making him doze off a bit.

"Hey, Ronan," Adam said in almost a whisper and Ronan opened his eyes, looking at him curiously. "Let's do your other underarm, hmm?"

"What?! N-No! Wahait! WAHAHAIT!"

They really were bad with words, but their actions definitely spoke louder. Perhaps the day would come when both of them could express all the love they felt for each other in clear words, but in the meantime, this was enough.

[starrypawz]

OC ask game! 💢, 🎀 and ❤️ for Nemo, Ronan and Lucas!

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

All three of them are prone to some variant of 'hogging the bed/being clingy in sleep'

Ronan: Will start a book, read a chunk of it and then move onto something else and probably forget the first book for a month, fucked up sleep schedule if left unattended, will largely subside on snack foods and also eat those at weird times

Nemo: Needs alone time which can turn into periods of isolation if not kept in check, will potentially play Goth music at weird hours, drinks 'milk with a bit of coffee in it'

Lucas: Wouldn't class himself as a clean freak but does get kind of bothered by stuff left on the floor or otherwise out of place for more than a short while, likely to willingly wake up early, although a very chill dude he is kind of bored easily, can be chatty in the morning, sometimes will finish stuff in the fridge and put the empty packet back because he forgot

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

Ronan: I've loosely played with a few aus, like an AU FHR setting where Ronan is a boost rather than a regene, joins the rangers legitimately and ends up the Marshal, Put them in a Percy Jackson AU for shiggles (Ronan is a child of Hermes if you're wondering), They'd be a werewolf if they were in a 'monster au',

Lucas: I've not actually put him in any AUS other than having a vague idea for something where Newman and Jonny went to the same HS,

Nemo: There's like a few TMA AU concepts with Nemo (I mean their existence makes a TMA AU anywhere), there's a set up where gerry is a werewolf, vague ideas about Nemo being a witch

I mean I can't really think of much stuff i couldn't work these guys into, I play with AUs a lot

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

I'll rank them from like most to least

Lucas: Physical Touch, Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Receiving Gifts

Ronan: Acts of Service, Physical Touch, Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Receiving Gifts

Nemo: Quality Time/Acts of Service, Physical Touch, Words of Affirmation, Receiving Gifts

[silmarinen]

Arell legacy gameplay/story continues

Imogene turned back to Ethan and he watched as annoyance and boredom slowly vanished from her face to be replaced by admiration. "Why didn't I notice before how handsome you are?" Even her voice was different now. "Oh? And just how handsome am I?" To Ethan's surprise Imogene sank to one knee. "Like a summer's day in the middle of this winter, like the sun and the moon, but more radiant than both, like clear water to one dying of thirst... can such perfection even be put into words? I'm only sorry I wasn't born a poet." It was that exact moment when Ethan fell in love, or at least believed he had. Nobody had ever spoken about him in this way. He didn't even remember when had anyone appreciated him at all.

Until now. There was the same glow in Imogene's eyes that his stupid sister had when looking at Ronan, and suddenly he understood why the two of them never wanted to be apart. He could see himself in those eyes and get lost in the reflection.

And then her lips were on his, all soft and sweet and delicate, and he wanted that moment to never end. He kissed her again and again. They talked, he telling her all about himself and she listening with beautiful devotion. He joked and she laughed, her voice like a silver bell. It was like they were both in a trance and didn't even notice the passing of time until it got too dark to see.

And still he didn't want the evening to end and go back to his daily life of being despised. For all his confidence there was still a nagging feeling that what he had with Imogene was too perfect to last. What if the magic wore out? When he suggested she walk home with him, it was mostly out of this fear. She said yes without hesitation, making him wonder where his limits were and what else might be possible this night.

They walked together, hand in hand, until they reached his house. Everything was quiet, everyone was asleep... and the temptation to test the limits of this night was still too strong to resist. Ethan just looked at the bed and then they were both in it, so perfectly in sync not a single word had to be said. He was just barely conscious of casting a spell to keep his family asleep (where did he even learn that?) and then it was just him and Imogene breathlessly exploring each other's bodies.

When they came out of their daze it was early morning, just before dawn. At first Ethan thought it was all just a dream, but when he looked at Imogene, she was still there. Still real and still looking at him with admiration in her eyes. The magic had not faded. Or at least not yet. What if he would lose her when the sun came out? He just couldn't get this thought out of his head as he watched her slowly get dressed. What if she would forget him the moment she left his sight? Ethan was desperate not to let that happen. And when he wasn't sure magic would be enough, he knew only one other thing that would. Just before she could walk out he went down on one knee and proposed to her. She said yes. It might have been his magic, because she wasn't even surprised, but that one word was all that mattered. All that would ensure Ethan's happiness in days and years to come.

(Continuing story from my blog)

[clamityganon]

girl where is my live blogging. where are your thoughts on trc. I've been promised such things dude I NEED IT PLS DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME

AH FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT IT I ALREADY READ THE DREAM THEIVES AND BLUE LILY LILY BLUE I'M STILL WAITING ON THE RAVEN KING FROM MY LIBRARY

i guess i'll just add in my thoughts under the cut? yeah i'll do that

also i don't know when i got this ask because sometimes tumblr puts my inbox in through a wringer and i get things a lot later than i should. hopefully you find this?

dream thieves

RONANRONANRONANRONAN

i loved his POV. what an angsty dude. what a spectacular thought about the taste of gasoline being summery and sexy.

my favorite so far man it was very nice development for ronan and it was a great look into his brain

the book was nice and fast which sometimes made me a bit confused but it held my attentio

kavinsky's... well, he's kavinsky.

i hated him a lot but since we were kinda made to hate him i appreciated how he was written

the gray man was awesome

i hated him and then i hated him more for trying to get with blue's mom but then i realized he was a cool guy and now i love him a bunch

THE KINKS SOUNDTRACK!! i love the kinks

ALSO I LOVE GANSEY TOO HE'S SO CHILL i'd love to talk with him about old welsh kings and drive around in that shitty camaro

however this book did sort of instill some hatred for adam in me because all throughout the book his point of view was unbelievably whiny

i wasn't a big fan of him in this book especially since i liked him quite a bit in TRB

gansey and adam's little trip out to D.C was a little out-of-place to me personally, but i did like how gansey's whole family cared about adam in their own rich-people way

i know we're supposed to ship adam and ronan but gansey and adam were so gay together i couldn't help but ship them instead

annnnd blue was blue

i like her and i love how her outfits are described but i think more can be done with her, y'know? she's technically the main character but i feel like stiefvater threw her aside in favor of the boys

also her sudden "i like gansey now" emotions were confusing as FUCK throughout this arc. it didn't really make sense to me when she and adam were making moves in the first book

blue and noah have such a great friendship though i really love them together! when they went to monmouth and kissed it was everything they were so so so cute

all in all, it gets a solid 8/10 as a book because of everything we saw through ronan's eyes. his back must ache like a bitch from carrying the plotline

blue lily, lily blue

maura you goddamn idiot. you fucking idiot

i thought she was kidnapped but no? she decides to suddenly up-and-leave to look for a man who left her 18 years ago at the exact same time her daughter's entering her senior year and when another perfectly good man shows interest in her

her note wasn't even specific? nobody knew where she was, nobody had any means to contact her...

hurrah, they found her in the end with blue's dad. was i supposed to be happy for her while her family and friends were worried sick about finding her?

fuck you maura sargent, you irresponsible, rash, fool. fuck you

the "finding maura" plot left me feeling disgruntled and frustrated the entire time but i'm gonna stop talking about it before i put my fist through a wall

adam was a lot better in this book! i forgave him for being annoying because we were finally shown why he was so irritable in the last book

ALSO HIM CONFRONTING HIS FATHER!!! GOOD JOB!!!

blue was blue yet again. i keep saying this like it's a bad thing but do know that i like her all well. the scene on the boat was pretty great, with her jumping in and orla shamelessly flirting with everyone.

but blue and gansey were so weird. one second she's saying she finds him irritable and the next she's trying to kiss him? make up your mind! or don't! just don't confuse him or the readers any more!

persephone, persephone, persephone. i really liked her and they just snipped her off :// i'm glad she got along with adam and helped him out before she died though!

the gray man's employer was forgettable and just plain fucking annoying. i really wish ronan had been able to kill him. what a cowardly, weak man. i expected more from him but in the end he was disappointing.

his wife was a girlboss though and while i hated her i respected the grind she went through to get to the caves.

her waking up the sleeper while ignoring neeve's instructions is probably going to be of significance in the next book but i think it's a pretty wonky ending. not really looking forward to her or neeve's return.

[fivesoskingdom]

"I need you" gang!Ashton (Golden Star Fanfic)

A/N: The fucking seventh part is here, babes. 🖤 So, if you can really read this before going through I would appreciate it. This week I was on Twitter and I found this girl that was making a thread about all those problematic fanfics and all and it made me think of this one. I guess I really don't need to need to say this, but I'm going to say anyway: all the shit I write here is wrong as fuck. Like, the whole thing. There's not even one thing here that you should accept in your life, really nothing. If a person says they would kill you, if a person say or do anything that threatened your life, please, run away as soon as possible. This is not a sign of love, this is not a sign of protection, please don't be in a toxic relationship, be safe, OK? You're worth it. Don't let fanfics mess with your head, not this one, not any other. Not every story (in movies, books or whatever) are made to show something positive or that you can get something out of it. Sometimes they are just... Stories. Thank you 🖤 Oh, and before I forget: Remember, if you guys kill me after reading this chapter, I won't be able to finish the story. Keep this in mind.

Summary: Golden Star stopped being an issue on your life for a long time, but something happened and you needed help. Now you need to help them again.

You can find the previous parts here.

For a year the Golden Star became just a memory of what one day your life was. Ashton vanish from everything and you never heard about him, Luke was the only one to send you messages time from time just to say that everyone was still alive and to check on you as well, but the messages never were anything like the all night conversations you two used to share. Aside from Luke, the only other person you talked to from the gang was a guy that, times to times, appeared on your door to check on your necklace to see if it needed any fixing. You never took it out, not even when you bath, not even when a year later you never saw anyone watching you or following you. The Golden Star on your chest always sparking with a little A on it. People asked if it was your boyfriend, but you always denied and changed the subject saying that was personal.

One day you were coming back home when you saw a car parked three houses before yours, you knew, for a fact, that that house was empty for almost six months now and whoever tried to park wasn't to go there. You looked around, widen eyes, but you couldn't see anything or anyone. You've been living in the same house since you finished college, you knew everyone there, every family and could even say that you knew the routine of everyone. That car was new, wasn’t from someone you knew and it wasn’t just a visit for someone there. That kind of car were used by a very specific kind of people, even more when inside were all green and you could see the little snake on the glass. That was problem. You parked on your own garage and walked carefully to your door, it was locked, just like you had left, but your curtain had been moved and you could see a silver shining thing on your couch and a little shadow next to your kitchen door. You came back to your car and got out of there, driving to the known road to the Golden Star building.

"Did you missed us?" the cocky smile from Calum welcomed you, but when he saw your not very happy face, he just dropped it. "Come in."

For the first time the building was empty, not one single man were around and that was odd, it wasn't that late. Some things were different too, like the window in the second floor, now you could see inside the office that was, as well, a little different. Calum and you walked to the office, only Michael was there.

"Where's everyone? Why is so quiet here?" you asked. Almost looked like you were in the wrong place, Michael just shrugged, putting the TV on mute and looking at you. "There's someone in my house."

"Are you sure?" Calum asked. "Did you saw someone?"

"I live in a really quiet area, there was an car parked three houses before mine, an empty one, a black car with green interior." you looked between them. "When I got to my door I saw that someone moved my curtain, then I saw something metallic sparkling on the couch and a shadow. I just came right way here."

"We're out of your life for more than a year now, there's no reason to Noah still be after you. Are you one hundred per cent sure?" Michael sat you down on the couch, giving you water, just now you realized you were shaking.

"Look, I don't like to be here as much as you guys don't like me being, I swear to God that someone was or is my house. I thought about calling the police, but then I remembered that I'm in this shit with you guys as long as I live here, so..."

"I'll take you home, I can check on you just to be sure, OK? Let's go." Calum said and you nodded, going with him back to your house. The car was still at the same place, what made Calum furrow his eyebrows, you parked again at your garage. "Stay here, stay low and please, shot anything that moves." he handed you a gun. You tried to get as down as possible, but enough to still see what Calum was doing. He got out of your car and entered in your house by the front door, but as soon as he got in, you heard the three loud shots and some screams. Scared, you sat up on your car just about time to see a two men coming out of your house, one of them got close to you and threw you a rock before you shot him on the arm and he rushed to his car with the other one, you couldn’t see their faces, but the green snake around the golden crown made very clear who was behind that. Noah. You got out of your car and ran into your house finding Calum on the floor, one shot on his chest, one on his leg, one in his arm and a cut on his neck. By some kind of miracle, he was still alive. You just slapped your own chest, hitting the Golden Star, Calum's phone started to alarm and you knew that the other boys started was well, you shut his off and yours started to buzz on your pocket.

"I'm on my way." you heard Ashton say.

"Bring everyone. Hurry." you said before crushing the phone on the ground, trying to help Calum. You moved him, trying to see if the bullets got out and two of them got, the one on his arm was still there. You cuted his shirt, making a bandage for his leg and one for his arm, you were trying to do something for his neck when you heard the three vehicles stopping by your house, Luke, Ashton and Michael entering pointing guns. Calum was on your floor, each second palier, his breath was already going really slow. "It was a trap, I'm sorry, I didn't know." you said crying like never before, getting their eyes on you. You were shaking, your hands couldn’t keep the pressure on his neck, everything was a complete mess. Ashton eyes widened when he saw Calum's body and all the blood all around, for a second he got almost as pale as his friend, but then he was already going to both of you.

"What the fuck happened?" Michael asked, getting a glare from Luke.

"That doesn't matter now, we need to do something." Ashton screamed, you got out of their way. "Your bedroom."

"I can't do anything here!" you screamed. "He need your doctor! You need to get him to a hospital."

"Ronan is dead." Luke said, you looked at him scared, they were already getting Calum out there, you were pacing around, not really knowing what to do or what to feel, at this point everyone had already called the police, for sure, and it was a matter of time until they got there and everything gets worse.

"You need to get out of here, now." You screamed, pushing them to your door, Ashton looked at you.

"I need you." He said, stopping by your door, his face in a complete mix of emotions, so many that you couldn’t even say all of them. You just shook your head, denying.

"I don't have anything here, Ashton! For fuck sake, I'm not an hospital!!" you screamed back.

"At the Golden Star. You will have everything there. Please. I really need you." his eyes softened for a moment and you just nodded, in the next second you were already on your car, Ashton driving as fast as he could away from your house while you saw the police cars coming in your direction, Luke and Mike far from your seeing.

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Tag babes: @betkaskarpetka @songforhema @my-world97 @sebshipsstenbrough

[marveloustiming]

Look at the Stars (Part 4/?)

Who should the love interest be?

Not my gif

"The lady Gamora. I am here to fetch you for my master!" The pink woman said, motioning towards the inside. I walked inside with the others. "Okay this isn't creepy at all." Rocket said from beside me. "Yeah not creepy at all." I replied, looking around for any exits that I could use if necessary. "We hold the Galaxy's largest collection of fauna, relics and species of all manner." The woman said as we walked past a growling dog in a spacesuit. "I present to you Tanalear Tivan. The Collector." The woman said, gesturing to a man with white hair, a strange fur coat, and weird glasses. 'What in the actual hell' I thought as he spoke to Gamora. The way he spoke was the strangest thing ever. I couldn't even place what it sounded like. "Let's bypass the formalities Tivan. We have what we discussed." Gamora spoke. 'Oh please, let's do that. I really don't want to be here any longer than necessary .' I thought. "What is that... thing there?" The Collector asked looking at Groot. "I am Groot." He replied. The Collector started to walked towards Groot while I stood beside him. "I never thought I would get to meet one. You must allow me to pay you now so that I may collect him. At the moment of his death of course." The man said.(I honestly have no idea what he says there so sorry bout that) "Why? So he can turn you into a freaking chair?" I snapped. "He is your pet?" He asked me. "Excuse me?" My arms lit up, making the man back away from me. I felt Peters hand go on my back, heard Rockets gun, and saw Gamora go in front of me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "Arva." I heard Peter say calmly. "I'm calm. I am. Really!" I said." Are you sure? Because your hands don't say that." Rocket said. I looked down to see that my hand were surrounded by blue from electricity. That was new. I clenched my hands to make it go away and focused on what was happening.

Peter was trying to hold up the orb to the collector than ended up dropping it. The Collector started to explain how the stones came into existence. They were called infinity stones. They can only be held by beings of extraordinary strength. The infinity stones can destroy entire civilizations like wheat in a field. A group of people were able to hold a stone for a few seconds before Eve they were killed. The orb opened to reveal a small purple gem that radiated power. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the pink woman starting at the stone eyes wide and transfixed. She started to walk over to the stone as we were asked how we wanted to be payed. My brows furrowed and I asked "What are you doing?" The Collector seemed to perk up at this. "Arina. Get back." He warned. "I will no longer be your slave!" She shouted, before grabbing on to the stone. I immediately went up behind Gamora and Peter and throwing up a forcefield, as I could see Groot and Rocket getting away. I could hear the poor girls screaming as the place erupted into purple fire.

"What the -" I heard Peter say as we popped our heads up from behind the counter. I could hear the Collector moving from somewhere as we ran up to the orb and closed it. The space dog ran from the shop beside us. What the Collector wanted with a space dog I had no idea. "How could I think Tivan could contain whatever was within the orb!" Gamora said angrily as me and Peter walked behind her. "What do you still have it for!?" Rocket asked. "Well what were we gonna do Rocket? Just leave it in there?" I snapped. "He had that in his purse Arva! A world destroyer rock!" "It not a purse! It's a knapsack!" Peter yelled, offended. "Who cares what it is?" I snapped while Gamora said "We have to bring this to the Nova Corps. There's a chance they can contain it." " Are you kidding me? Forget about the Nova Corps, just give it Ronan!" Rocket yelled back. "Ronan? And have him destroy the whole freaking universe!?" I yelled, astonished he would even think such a thing. "What are you, some saint all of a sudden? What has the universe ever done for you? Why would you ever want to save it" Rocket said. "Nothing! It's done nothing for me! But that doesn't mean I want to have millions of kids and people killed! Not to mention, we are some of the idiots who live in it! If the universe dies, we die with it dumbass!" I yelled right back. "Arva listen to me, we cannot allow the orb to fall into Ronans hands. We have to deliver it to Nova." Gamora said, clutching my jacket. "Yeah I know that. You're right. We have to get it to them." I said back. "Or we could give it to somebody who's not going to arrest us, who's really nice for a whole lot of money. I think it's a really good balance between both of your points." Peter said. "Peter, what in the actual hell?" I asked him.

Gamora started to insult him before she was interrupted by dozens of ships flying in. Ronans ships. "At last!" Drax yelled, laughing. "What in the actual hell" I whispered, getting more and more panicked. "You called Ronan?" I yelled. "Quill! Don't you move boy!" I released a string of profanities as another group joined us. We ran over to where the mining ships docked and threw the people working in them out. "We are all going to die." I muttered as I climbed into mine. A few of Ronans ships quickly pursued us. I could see them pursue Gamora, knowing that she has the orb. I followed after them in hopes I would find a plan on the way there. Explosions and tight spaces made it difficult to find a way to her, but I was lucky and kept up. I barely heard Peter say that these ships were nearly indestructible. As I heard that though I sped up, crashing into the ship in front up me sending it into the nearest wall. My ship swung a little bit before straightening out. I sped up even more and crashed straight through the middle of a ship, completely exploding it. I could see a ship up in front shooting at Ronans ships as they passed. I slammed into the ship as it pressed Gamora's to the wall, freeing her. We quickly headed out to space as we realized we were trapped, Peter warning us not to go, as these ships weren't meant for space. Before I could react my ship exploded.

I quickly formed a bubble of air to protect my head. I tried to propel myself to Gamora, who was floating out in space. I put a bubble of air around hers as well. I heard Peter and Rocket exchanging words before he contacted the Ravengers. I looked over, shacking my hand and head at him, trying to make him see that he was no use. I could see the color return to Gamora's face as her breathing picked back up. Before Peter could do anything more stupid, light surrounded me and Gamora levitating us upwards and into the Ravenger's ship. "Arva!" I heard Gamora say from next to me. "Hi..." I said exhaustion lacing my voice. "Where's the orb?!" She demanded. "I think they got the orb." I said while sitting up. "What do you mean they got the orb?" She snapped at me. As she finished, what looked to be half a dozen Ravengers came in all pointing their weapons at us. "Hello Ms. Marris. The leader, Yondu, picked me up and slammed me against the wall. "Where is Peter!?" He yelled. "I don't know and why would I tell you anyways?" I snarled. "Don't be a smartass, girl! Tell me where he is!" "I told you I don't know! Last time I saw him we were making a deal on Knowhere!" "What deal?" "It doesn't matter!" I yelled, making him slam me into the wall, my head hitting it.

I could hear Gamora yelling in the background, commanding them to let me go. "Yondu! Listen to me! Ronan has something called an infinity stone!" "I know what he's got girl." Yondu growled, glancing at her. "Than you know we must get it back! He's going to use it to wipe out Xandar. We have to warn them. Millions of People will perish." She said desperately. "Is that what Peter and this girl have been filling your head with? Huh? Sentiment?" Yondu snapped at her. "What's so wrong with not wanting people to die huh? Whys it got to be something you put in someone's head?" I shouted struggling. I was pushed back into the wall. As he pushed back his coat I heard a strange humming sound before he whistled and a flying red arrow was at my throat. "No!" Gamora yelled. "Sorry girl. Captains gotta teach his men what happens to those who cross us." The man behind Yondu repeated that. "If you kill me now you are saying goodbye to the biggest score you have ever seen." I said, lifting my head a little bit. "The stone? I hope you got something better than that. Cause ain't nobody's stealing from Ronan." He said back. "We got a ringer. She knows everything there is to know about Ronan. His ships, his army" i said glancing at Gamora. "He's vulnerable." She said, backing me up. "What do you say Yondu? We can go get Peter and you and him can go kick ass like the old days."

A few seconds after I said that the arrow came off of my throat while they started to laugh. I started to laugh as well, though in more of a 'what the fuck are they doing' kind of laugh. He dragged me off of the wall and I saw Gamora jerk her hands away from the other men. The ship jerked suddenly making us all go into action. "Captain, the shots are not damaging." Said the man in the seat. Outside I could see a ship, one much smaller than the Ravengers. All I could think was 'What kind of insane person would think to take on the Ravengers with that kind of ship?" But as I looked closer I saw what could only be the Milano. 'Of course. Of course it's my insane person. Who else would it be.' I thought. "Attention idiots. The lunatic on top of this craft is holding an agerod enforcer. A weapon of my own design. If you don't hand over our companions now he's gonna tear you ship a new one. A very big new one." Rocket announced. 'What an idiot. Why did Peter let them go through with this' I thought while rolling my eyes. "I ain't buying it." Yondu shouted. "I am giving you to the count of five. FIVE!" That created dozens of protests around the ship as he started to count down. I lunged for the radio on the man's chair. "Rocket! Its me! For God's sake we figured it out! We're fine!" I yelled in a panicked tone. "Oh hey Arva! What's going on with you huh?"

[punkscowardschampions]

Ali & Carly

Ali: Heyo boo Ali: thanks for Rocky wrangling with me today, you're now also his fave so, add that to your tally Carly: its k i had fun Carly: hes a cutie & cool kid Ali: me too Ali: yeah, he's alright, but cocky enough so I ain't telling him Ali: dunno where he gets that from 😏 Carly: ha Carly: yea idk Carly: no clue Ali: i'm sorry Ro was being off btw, I'm working out why but trust it wasn't you, babe Ali: been neglecting her lately, everyone wants a piece of me Ali: hard life Carly: idc its me too Carly: nobody wants a piece but you Ali: I just told you that ain't true, and Rocky is ruthless, he called one of my customers a 'big bum witch' the other day Ali: no tip for me, thanks dickhead Ali: but I want all of you regardless Ali: willing to throw hands Carly: aw Carly: this town is full of big bum witches tho Carly: my ma back for one Carly: but are you willing to use those hands for good too or Ali: awks if that was your Ma, like hey gurl, I think you rock it Ali: your daughter ain't bad either Ali: you know it, IOU 'cos we couldn't make like we were in the backrow of the cinema Carly: unless she been lying about where she at i think youve avoided meeting the in laws again Carly: k cuz you kno i need to collect soon Carly: bored Carly: just back and zoned out so fast Ali: ain't even got exciting stories from their galavanting? fucking rude Ali: at least when we go AWOL we also go wild Ali: make things happen, lads Carly: my ma's good for nothing but hairspray and peroxide Carly: only use if i get beat up again Carly: my da's good for cash tho if you wanna get wild w me Ali: or you wanna single white female me Ali: which would be a disappointing outcome to say the least Ali: can't tonight babe, I've gotta have some sister time Ali: go hard for both of us Carly: k Carly: try not to miss me bad when shes talking about me Ali: oh babe, she will not, and if she does I'll set her straight Ali: gonna let the world know you're my 😇 Carly: whatever her issue shes gotta air it and youre her sister so you gotta hear it Carly: idc shes not gonna hurt me w it Carly: and setting peeps straight is the opposite of how you do, babe Ali: true Ali: idk what issue she could have though, you're a literal ray of sunshine Ali: true again 😏 Ali: ugh, imma miss you Ali: maybe i can sneak out when she's gone to bed, the 'rents too Carly: i miss you now Carly: cant hear my parents say shit Carly: i just wanna talk to you Carly: dont tell me maybe & keep me waiting tho Ali: i will Ali: promise Carly: i dont wanna make trouble for you Carly: w anyone Carly: you can stay w her if you need to stay Ali: You won't Ali: I can do both Ali: be back before first light Ali: even if I'll miss watching the sun rise on your face 😔 Ali: we've got the night, baby Carly: but you kno if ive got you for the whole night youre gonna fall asleep Carly: thats what im good at Carly: feel free to tell your sister thats why you like me ha Carly: fun & tiring its magic Ali: hmm, we'll see who wears who out first, babe Ali: and if I am that husband, then you'll just have to wake me up with morning sex like the good little wifey you are 😘😂 Carly: always bringing that confidence i like it Carly: k but if my parents wake up too you can explain its a duty thing yea i had to like Ali: i like you Ali: for so many reasons and imma show you all of 'em tonight Ali: fuck that Ali: stay out with me, its warm enough Ali: i'll trace all the constellations out with my tongue so you won't ever forget Ali: educational Carly: my ma is asking me what im blushing about Carly: i told her what you said but she's not a believer Carly: support my education bitch Carly: ha Ali: i mean, i'd offer to let her see the benefits for herself but Ali: not gonna win me any brownie points 'cos she won't take me up on it Carly: she dont kno what she's missing but i do Carly: wish you were here Ali: me too Ali: start the party without me babe, i don't mind Carly: too late if you do Carly: gotta get through this reunion some way Ali: they aren't making you watch a slideshow, are they? Ali: fate worse than death Ali: Maybe you could go to Ronan's? Lmao, he's been up in my pussy way too much since he found out about us...didn't think we were THAT loud but ok boy Carly: yea Carly: might do cuz same Carly: but what if i miss you he can really make a night of it when he wants Ali: Nah, I won't let you face that disappointment, babe Ali: my spidey senses will tingle like not on my watch, fuckboy Carly: aw Carly: you gonna come get me? Carly: thats no way to get him out your pussy babe fyi Ali: yeah Ali: I know but I like the idea of showing you off as mine Ali: but no sharing, he only gets to watch and be mad he fucked it up Carly: i like it too Carly: youre hot when youre oneupping fuckboys Carly: i thought i knew how to do it best but k youre flipping the script Ali: as long as i'm besting them i'm doing my job right Ali: gotta keep you on-board Carly: speak of the devil Carly: how he know i was alone & horny Carly: my parents have only gone to the shops its uncanny Ali: know your neighbours but bit stalkerish, pal Ali: i'll text him to fuck off, freak him out Ali: how does she know, ha, two can play this game fucko and I'm more committed Carly: ha Carly: you gotta Carly: hes smoking im gonna bum one see what line he tries to lay on before the text sends Ali: On it Ali: gotta let him know there's a queue to court the princess now and he's at the back, soz Carly: he likes hitting it from the back he wont be put off Carly: im gonna show him some of the hot pics i took of you tho Ali: when is he ever tbf? 🐶👅💦 Carly: true Carly: that fucking cute tho aren't i Ali: you know it babe Carly: hes talking to my da now Carly: kill me Ali: how fucking dare he Ali: knowing he has the upper hand with the man bants Ali: i know how to change a tire too! love me! Carly: if my ma invites him in for tea im out of here Carly: she will think hes hot under the collar for her & bitch thats my groundwork Ali: Run baby run Ali: what kinda moron is he tho Ali: coulda had a private show if you just waited, now its all saturday night telly and flat lager Carly: you kno i have nowhere to go if you dont want me babe Carly: facts Carly: he likes me now he cant have me what a fucking Carly: like i wouldve fucked you but im not getting w you Ali: i do, is this full sos crisis mode though? 'cos i need to be good for a lil while longer yet Ali: such a typical bloke move that Ali: bet he ain't the only boy in ur inbox, not a pun Ali: 'cos he ain't in mine like 🙄 Carly: its k your sister needs you Carly: i can keep walking Carly: loads of other lads on site as well as in my inbox Carly: & they arent trying to say hi to me before we get down to it nevermind my parents Ali: 😾 Carly: why so sad blue eyed boo Ali: i don't like how lads treat you Ali: i'm not jealous, like swear to god, even though i obviously want you all to myself, i get it Ali: but i'm not about how shit they are to you, even if you don't care, they should care to be decent humans Carly: thats not lads its everyone Carly: youre the only one treating me different Carly: they dont know how else to be Carly: made my bed babe Ali: nah Ali: you don't deserve half the shit you get, that's bullshit Ali: and even the rest, people just don't wanna try to understand or be good, heaven forfend they inconvineince themselves for one second, like Carly: if im a slag im a slag i dont get to put conditions on it Carly: if it was a film maybe Carly: but theres no romance coming my way from theres and i dont want it Ali: why can't you just be you? someone who likes fucking, among other things Ali: not romance just like...not being a cunt Ali: idk Ali: pisses me off Carly: cuz you don't run the world even tho you strut it like you do and i love it Ali: not yet, babe Ali: one day, and you can be my right hand woman Carly: yea? Carly: take me w you & ill take you to all your fave places k Ali: k Ali: we'll be fun forever, I promise you Carly: gotta be Ali: you know i like you even when you ain't tho Ali: don't tell Carly: who would i Carly: ronans got enough for his wank bank & nobody else is chatting to me rn Ali: exactly, ruins the illusion and fantasy when they realise i care about you Ali: so unsexy of me Carly: youre sexy to me Carly: idc what they think Ali: good Ali: me either Carly: i like you too you kno Ali: yeah Ali: i had my suspicions Carly: i dont have any subtlety sorry about it Ali: Don't be Ali: I love it Ali: not enough people say what they mean or want, ever Carly: waste Carly: k i wasnt shouting how bad i wanted to kiss you before i did but not cuz i was bothered about me Ali: agreed Ali: sometimes you can't know you want something until you've got it Ali: i get it Carly: you get me Carly: its weird Ali: 🔮 Carly: ha Carly: k what am i thinking now Ali: wouldn't be proper to say Ali: tut tut bad girl Ali: like how you think though Carly: fuck Carly: youre good Ali: 🤷 don't mean to brag but remember that phrase you'll be screaming it later Ali: such a Ronan line, I can't 😂 Carly: but true Carly: not like when he says it Ali: 😍 Carly: what you doing w your sister Carly: gotta live through that cuz bored Ali: Fixing my weave Ali: getting into a white girl dread territory over here Ali: then gonna do some 🔮 forreal Ali: get ready for me to be even more of a know it all baby Carly: cute Carly: tell me my future i got some shit from another neighbor & im waiting for it to kick Carly: hows it gonna treat me Carly: needing a good trip Ali: we'll see who gets the answer first Ali: you got anything for me? Carly: yea Carly: they mystery but i kno you arent scared Carly: & you got me doing a test run rn lying on here on the grass Ali: 🌌 be there before it fades away my space explorer Carly: if you find me at a bad end prob dont take it Ali: is one of the lads trip sitting you Carly: so he reckons but hes drinking so theres no trust Carly: & he gave me it Carly: his game could be me lights out idk Ali: keep texting me, okay babe? Ali: if shit gets too real, tell me and I'll come early Ali: my sis is cool now, she gets what we're doing, she was just confused Carly: aw Carly: youre sweet Carly: you told her you like me Ali: 'course I did Ali: I ain't ashamed Ali: I'm proud Carly: youre gonna make me cry Ali: You're special, Carly Ali: You're gonna see Carly: I just wanna see you tho Ali: Me too Ali: I'm gonna make her some chamomile tea and then I'm coming, yeah? Carly: but thats not fair to her Carly: she's not gonna be a fan of me Ali: I've promised her more time tomorrow Ali: You need me rn Carly: but what if i want you to stay Carly: what are we gonna do then Ali: i'll stay until you're ready for me to go Carly: you mean that? Ali: yes Ali: promise, imma take care of you Carly: but theres nothing in it for you Carly: youve already got me you dont have to Ali: i wanna keep you Ali: and not just selfishly Ali: you gotta stick around, you're too cool to go anywhere, okay Carly: k Carly: im here & if you wanna be im not stopping you Ali: good Ali: i wanna be wherever you are Carly: i kept you pills back the lads didnt want me to but idc about them & you can follow me in now Ali: fuck them Ali: just me and you Carly: yea Carly: ill look after you too Ali: 😇 Ali: i know, i trust you Carly: idk if you should Carly: but i like it Ali: willing to take my chances Ali: you're worth it Carly: thats you Ali: i'm so glad i met you Carly: me too Carly: not that i met me thats weird Carly: you know what i mean Ali: i got you Ali: not high yet 😉 Carly: id seen you around before you guardian angel'd me that night Carly: thats weird too Carly: that i didnt see you how i do now Ali: it is Ali: you were always cute but Ali: idk, i can't claim to have seen this in my crystal ball Carly: thats cuz i wasnt cute i was a state Carly: & youd have more likely seen me sucking ronans dick Carly: look away babe you dont need to have that image in your mind Ali: don't need him reckoning he plays part in any of my fantasies, nah Ali: you can't not be cute, no matter how you try, soz babe Carly: you can't not be so sweet to me can you Ali: dunno Ali: not tried Carly: idk what id do if you did Carly: i got used to it Ali: got no plans to stop Ali: unless you ask me to, like Carly: thats not gonna be what i ask you to do Carly: trust me Ali: you can tell me all about it Ali: 5 minutes, tops Carly: okay