Just a Pynch enthusiast

[ive-garden]

Happy Belated! I hope it was a great birthday!

Thank you so much! It was great 🥰

[ive-garden]

Happy Birthday, Ive!

Thank you Kellie!!!!! ❤️

[ive-garden]

!!!! hello again, and omg happy birthday???

B!!!! Hello!!! Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[ive-garden]

Happy birthday Ive!! 💙 Hope you've a wonderful day!

Thank you Asmaaaaa!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[kelliealtogether]

The tickets. 🥰

[ive-garden]

Can someone please explain to me like I'm really dumb why Jeremy has to suffer with his mother and step dad like that? Isn't he an adult? Can't he just walk away from them? Is it guilt? I don't get it 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[flightspathfic]

alright everyone it's adam parrish fic fest '25, an event in which we revisit the best adam fics ever. please rb or send me an ask with recs, again paging everyone I need your best fic Adam Parrish. ty.

[flightspathfic]

you people disgust me.

[ive-garden]

Merry Christmas tumblr friends 🎅

[catbishonen]

hi yall 👋

[ive-garden]

I've realized today that even if I stop working right now and spend all day long reading I will not be able to read everything I want to.

How sad is that? 🥲

[ive-garden]

Let’s spread a little sunshine ☀️ drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! 💛

This is so lovely, thank you so much 🥹

It made my day. ❤️

[kelliealtogether]

Adam Parrish had lived in Port Royal for twenty years. He’d been around ships for almost two thirds of his life. In all that time, only one ship ever raised the hair on his arms each time it came to port, and it was not the ship itself, but the man who stood at its helm. A skirmish could put a ship’s fate in someone else’s hands. A storm or a cannon ball could put it at the bottom of the sea. A rampant illness could leave it crewless and adrift, waiting for the next enterprising group of sailors to come on board.

But a particular flag, a particular captain…

Those raised Adam’s hair far more than any combination of masts, sails, and anchors ever would.

While There's Breath in My Body is 11,000 words of pirate porn with feelings. 😌

[Read it here on Ao3.]

[ive-garden]

Happy birthday love!!!

Thank you so much Har 🥹❤️

[beemovieerotica]

dear people with OCD: the next time you have spiraling & intrusive thoughts, what-ifs, or catastrophizing scenarios, I am sending a cardigan-wearing 46-year old NYU professor directly into your brain and he says "Aaaaand scene!!!" and he claps his hands slowly. and he says "Wow. Wow. Powerful stuff. Evocative imagery. A little bit post-modern, a little bit hysterical realism in the vein of Don Delilo but let's pause right here." and you will recognize your thoughts as a perplexing avant-garde film shown to an audience of 15 liberal arts students who are now trying to get a good grade and sleep with their professor.

[beemovieerotica]

I almost posted this without the professor-fucking part but I decided that it is in fact crucial to combating OCD. sometimes you have to fight fire with fire i.e. spiraling thoughts with strong negative emotions get countered with strongly emotive surprise, cringe, and humor

sometimes the OCD brain can't just be stopped from fantasizing completely, but you can redirect that anxious mental energy toward crafting a fictional setup and story that doesn't involve you or your fears at all

another thing I do is interrupt intrusive thoughts with a very conscious and deliberate "and then an elephant walks in." and I'd make myself commit to the bit. it would force me to reframe everything and specifically understand it in an absurdist context, make me confront how ridiculous the initial thoughts even were, and there is honestly no way to keep being serious and distraught about your what-if scenarios when you've introduced a fucking elephant into the mix. film studies professor is also that elephant.

so it goes from scary thoughts about my life -> step back. this is a weird fictional film now. -> characters are analyzing the film -> those characters are super messy and have their own problems, and I'm watching them now and eating popcorn at this soap opera

[ive-garden]

I'm not diagnosed with OCD but I do have a lot of intrusive thoughts and they cause me a lot of anxiety and what I started doing is: I gave the voice in my head a name, her name is Tereza. Every time she creates a crazy scenario to scare me I look her in the eyes and say: Shut up Tereza, you crazy bitch, I'm done with your craziness.

Or I just talk to her calmly and explain to her why her thought process is wrong and why she is over thinking, it depends on the level of craziness.

That usually works for me 😅

[sawthetruthinme]

reblog this and put which disney princess was your childhood favorite in the tags. it’s for science

[rosiethorns88]

Dropping the latest Sketch-a-Wish voted on by my lovely Patreon members, featuring Adam and Ronan in an exaggerated representation of probably the most popular quote for the pair in The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater.

A scene where Ronan is tracing Adam's palm, while inwardly monologuing the metaphor of his feelings as an oil-spilled ocean, ready to burn at the slightest spark. I just had fun with it!

(also, is the oil-spilled ocean metaphor stemming from the fact Ronan finds Adam covered in / smelling like motor oil from his mechanic job? 🤔)

[dearparrishh]

adam is so spectacular because. well

he is with his friends 50% of the time, working the other 30%, studying for about 20% of the time (sleeping never) but is still top of his class in everything. as soon as he moves to harvard he collects a group of sad gays and lies to them about his whole life and then scams rich students into fake tarot readings despite being an actual psychic. he can do so much as place a fist on a wall when he’s mad because he can’t be like his father, but he’s forgiving and he asks for one last chance to build a relationship with them until he leaves for college, and when they refuse he goes on his merry way. when he loses control of his hands gansey can’t even imagine stopping him almost kill them all because, well, he’s adam. he quietly turns eighteen and he confronts weird men and he helps a sentient forest kill a man and he’s worked his whole life for the chance to leave his childhood house, so doesn’t accept offers, even if they are free and better than what he can afford. he knows gansey’s number off by heart and instinctually calls him when he is found passed out on the side of the road. he is just wonderful