#alter idem

[doesephs]

happy birthday ronan lynch you’re a real one

[sunnycantsleep]

yeah thats cool and all but where's my friend to match "tamquam" "alter idem" bios with??

[doitforadamparrish]

no because ronan lynch, dreamer of dreams, fighter of men, literally persecuted by nightmares and covered in their marks, unyielding and terrifying in his resolve, knew to stop everything and managed to somehow fend off literal nightmare demons just so he could dream adam parrish a magical healing ointment for his cracked hands?? without so much as a word about it??? like may i remind you at this point in time he didn’t have anything under control not to mention he would get murdered every other night??? yeah no but the thought of adam suffering any kind of discomfort was enough to put a pause to it all like!!y’all scared that pynch might be breaking up??? Pls these two are endgame in every dream, in every universe: if we’re all made from stardust then adam and ronan are of the same stuff, the same star, together before it all exploded and long after it does again

[artofalyksandr]

More pride month art!

[anoiseofgloriousdisdain]

t a m q u a m

[nessamanhattan]

The Raven Cycle { Lockscreen

❞ They set off on the perfectly straight ley line, Ronan's gaze still directed up to his plane and to Chainsaw, a white bird and a black bird against the azure ceiling of the world. Maggie Stiefvater - The Dream Thieves

resources: pinterest; deviantart; tape by danigranger [deviantart] made for iphone XR/11

[alendesy]

It was 𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑚, marked unread.

[adamantiumdragonfly]

Casus Belli | Alter Idem - Joe Liebgott x Spy OFC (Virginia Carroll)

Wattpad || Ao3 || FFN. Net

“Good soldiers are hard to come by, Lewis. You seem to have good soldiers here. My agent is the reason less will die. My agent will keep your good soldiers in supply.”

“Sir?”

“You see this, here,” Captain Gold gestured to the jagged coastline of Normandy on the sand tables. it was depicted as faithfully as aircraft surveillance could provide. “We know where four of the German fortifications are because of my agent.”

“Our intelligence agencies-” Lewis started to say. They had done this work as a collaboration. Operation Overlord wasn’t made possible by a single man but through the work of the Allied forces, hadn’t it?

“Are nothing compared to my agent’s work,” Gold said, his face splitting in a smile.   “Indiscernible in a city. Known as the serpent of Normandy, they have been operating solo for two years.”

Gold’s finger stabbed at the map again. “This, this is where a garrison of forces is kept. And here, my agent destroyed an anti-aircraft gun that would have blown your planes to dust. Do you see how valuable this agent is to you and your battalion? How much you owe?”

“Isn’t that their job, Captain?” Lewis asked. Operatives were selected to find information, just as he was to apply the found information.

“War is a debtor’s game.”

“And now we pay?”