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his feelings for adam were an oil spill; he’d let them overflow and now there wasn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if he dropped a match.
eat you alive
favorite lgbtq otp: pynch
“Ronan crossed his arms to wait, just looking. At Adam’s fine cheekbones, his furrowed fair eyebrows, his beautiful hands, everything washed out by the furious light. He had memorized the shape of Adam’s hands in particular: the way his thumb jutted awkwardly, boyishly; the roads of the prominent veins; the large knuckles that punctuated his long fingers. In dreams Ronan put them to his mouth.”
edit request meme: free choice → pynch // requested by @gryewaren ♡
ronan crouched by the pew again, studying the list, his fingers running idly over his stubble as he thought. when he wasn’t trying to look like an asshole, his face looked very different, and for a tilting moment, adam felt the startling inequality of their relationship: ronan knew adam, but adam wasn’t sure he knew ronan, after all.
you: he’s pretty
adam, an intellectual: it was possible that there were two gods in this church
gifset aesthetic = adam parrish and ronan lynch ♡ his feelings for adam were an oil spill; he’d let them overflow and now there wasn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if he dropped a match. (request by @lynchsronan)
ya lit meme: eight otps (3/8) — adam parrish & ronan lynch
once, when adam had still lived in the trailer park, he had been pushing the lawn mower around the scraggly side yard when he realized that it was raining a mile away. he could smell it, the earthy scent of rain on dirt, but also the electric, restless smell of ozone. and he could see it: a hazy gray sheet of water blocking his view of the mountains. he could track the line of rain travelling across the vast dry field towards him. it was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. it was coming from so far away that he had plenty of time to put the mower away and get under cover. instead, though, he just stood there and watched it approach. even at the last minute, as he heard the rain pounding the grass flat, he just stood there. he closed his eyes and let the storm soak him.
that was this kiss.
they kissed again. adam felt it in more than his lips.