early twenties
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something to sayearly twenties
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artistformerlyknownasbutttrumpet:
thinking about how matthew looks at declan as his protector. as the person he can always count on to keep him safe, and fed, and housed, and happy. how he asks declan for his company when he’s sad. how (with the exception of his little rebellion in td3) he is almost never mad at him, even when declan is telling him what to do, bc he believes that declan always has his best interests at heart. how he trusts him more than anyone else in the world. i’m thinking about how matthew loves declan openly and unconditionally
and i am also thinking about how matthew is literally a manifestation of ronan’s deepest subconscious feelings
and anyway the implications of that are making me a little bit insane
The problem with story concepts is that they take a while to ferment, so you think of something at 3am and you’re like “wow that’s fucked up” and then it sits in the back of your head for 3-12 months until it’s ready and by then you’re used to it so you’re like “oh yeah the thing, the totally normal thing” and you write it and put it out in the world and people are like “wow that’s fucked up” and you’re like “what do you mean? It’s literally normal?”
i keep getting lots of tags baffled by the idea or wanting some deeper meaning why lesbians would be into slash fiction which idk why do we construct shipping as something that has to come thru ur own personal sexual desires for these characters thats a very strangely limited perspective have we forgotten the eroticism of difference of the voyeur of not being implicated in the events transpiring idk sorry hot take i dont even want to be or have sex with almost any of the women i ship together its an intellectual exercise it requires the poets spirit
no bc henry driving past blue’s school, rolling down the window, and then putting on a performance of a lifetime to save blue’s reputation…why did I swoon 🧍♀️
This is just canon Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch
i think the raven cycle shouldve done more with the fact that blue was raised in a lesbian centric commune. in my mind the psychics at fox way get really into the wnba and save up to go to a game once per year and the first time maura realizes her evil plan to raise an eccentric daughter is working is when blue is 9 years old and she very seriously turns to maura and says “mom do you ever wonder if boys can play basketball”
[guy whose bedtime is approaching fast] I need to write one billion words right now. and draw everything that has ever existed.
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Hope you see me as less of a tumblr blog and more of an annoying stray cat you accidentally fed once
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aqueerwindinthewillows asked:
i ✋ would like to know about pynch pegging & begging. of course
hi! this fic has been on pause since. like OCTOBER it was intended to be a kinktober fic but i got freaked out and dropped it for a bit. however i’m still very much shaping it in my head and adding new dimensions…
sort of a companion/follow-on from my fic scrawl over my lines featuring trans adam w/ pynch sex. this one has more of ronan being totally desperate & insane about adam and adam really enjoying that because. duh. ronan dreaming sex toys (because he WOULD) and being embarrassed about it & adam loving seeing him vulnerable & embarrassed. adam indulging in letting himself love ronan so hard and ronan loving this. pynch insanities etc.
“I read that you’re supposed to start on your hands and knees the first time,” Adam says bossily, kicking at Ronan’s leg with the heel of his foot.
He can see Ronan warring between different responses, before he settles on, “You read about – sex?”
Adam frowns. “Yes. I wanted to be prepared.” Ronan finally gets the hint and brings his legs up, a knee bent and pressed into the mattress on either side of Adam’s body. He scooches himself up to lean back against the pillows, still tracing a finger over the plushness of Ronan’s lips.
Ronan grins, and Adam’s nail scrapes against teeth. “Wait til you hear about porn, Parrish. It’s a lot better.”
Adam digs in with the tip of his nail. “Don’t be vulgar.”
“Talk about vulgar,” Ronan mumbles, “You’re about to fuck me.”pegging & begging comes from. well adam pegging ronan obviously. and ronan begging for it. considering breeding kink thoughts with this fic too because i think it’s funny for adam to hate himself because he can’t knock ronan up then ronan to go. HEY. i can’t get pregnant either we’re both suffering here. this fic has kind of a lot going on.
this fic is very fun but it does stress me out very badly so i have no idea when it will get finished. god willing before next october. thank you for the ask!!
Little snippet I wrote the other day that I think is really funny
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