Ronan Murphy. @ronan-murphy - Tumblr Blog

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

#meme

imessage // open

calvin: is it normal to like dream nightly of mac & cheese?

calvin: everynight

calvin: and in class??

ronan: is it like...a wet dream?

#text: calvin

how would you like to meet your significant other?

“On my knees would be pretty romantic.”

#( && answered )#Anonymous

* imessage - ronan.

asher: oohhh i don't like dudes

ronan: not rly a dude per say but i get it

ronan: that's why i said if u'd let me

#text: asher

#yale:ask #posting ronan's too

💌 ronan.

beatriz: im surprised that it was an ex who's willing to do that 4u

beatriz: maybe we can get some stupid people to steal his phone for u ?

ronan: i mean he'd probably kill me first tbh or after but still he'd do it

ronan: yah okay!

ronan: who

#text: beatriz

asstrnd

@ronan-murphy

Lonnie is drunk enough to make bad decision. Stumbling, occasionally slurring but confident; he’s here for the chaos, really. Or so it seems when he makes his way towards his ex, a boy who’s stood there, engaged into conversation with.. some guy. And now, you might wanna ask who–– who is that mysterious, handsome man? But, let me tell you, it really doesn’t matter once the redhead steps in. One hand grabs the stranger by the collar. Lonnie practically tosses the man out of the way, before casually leaning himself against the wall, next to his former lover. A quick glance at the other, as Lonnie pulls out a joint. Eventually, his gaze follows the stranger, who has pulled himself together and with a bitter expression headed towards the front door. Lonnie still acts ever so nonchalant, even when he opens his mouth to finally ask: “Who was that?”

ronan-murphy

AT parties like these, it’s a 50/50 gamble on whether or not his ex would show up and either way, Ronan would still be conversing with a strange man the same way he ALWAYS did. Flirting came as second nature to them, a finger trailing down the other’s chiseled chest. Brows raise in surprise when the daring stranger seems to be bold enough to grip his ass and he’d be lying if a part of him didn’t HOPE that Lonnie was around to witness such a display. As if Satan answered his prayers himself, right on cue, in comes the ginger, discarding of his company as if he were nothing more than a dirty napkin, “For fuck’s sake, Lonnie!” Brows knitting together in an angered furrow, mouth gaping open ever so slightly as he looked at the other in frustration, “Were you raised by WOLVES?” Though it’s not like Ronan made any effort at all to stop him. Nor did he try to go after the stranger. Instead he steals the joint from the other’s freckled fingers, placing it between his lips as he turns to face the other, waiting for Lonnie to light the joint, “Some guy who saw my cam page.” Brown hues glistening with the hint of mischief, as if waiting to see how the other will respond, “He’s fucking gorgeous, huh?”