#dylangasmsforusall

[mathewmurdocks]

😇🤠👀☔🐼⭐🔥🔪

🙏 FAVORITE PERSON EVER

🙏 and ilysm

🙏 and im so proud of youuuu

the flaming trash heap thing is extremely accurate but i still take it as a compliment fsgdsafgas lmfao. but yes all these things are mutual and we should raise llamas on our farm for no other reason than the fact that they’re LLAMAS. also, you look up to me??? im a hot mess that has no clue what im doing. 😂😂💞💞 YOURE MY FAVORITEST PERSON EVER I LOVE YOU SO MUCH TOO IT HURTS sfgnsodfnsodinf idk what for but thank you 😭 (im proud of you tooooo! and of your cookies! they’re so bootyful 🥺) vibe check ask game

[alteridemlynch]

I have all the need for prompts!!!!..... gonna be a lot, cuz i need em all. 1) "nobody's seen you in days!" "Im worried about you!" Pynch angst 😈

Okay angst is NOT my forte but I tried (:

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Adam was lying down on his back under a car, arms tired and body sweaty from hours of work. He just had to finish this repair and then he’d be free to go home and sleep. Well, eat something, finish his homework, and then sleep.

After another ten minutes of fiddling with the underside of the car, Adam slid out from under, wiped the grease off his hands, and clocked out. “Night!” he called to Boyd, who was sitting in the office filing papers. Adam slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed outside into the cool night air.

Just as he reached into his pocket to grab his keys, he noticed another car in the parking lot.

A BMW.

Adam sucked in a deep breath and walked over to the car. Adam knocked on the passenger side window, making Ronan startle a little before unlocking the door.

Adam slid into the seat and waited, neither boy really looking at each other.  

Three days ago, Adam had gotten his acceptance letter to Harvard.

Three days ago, Ronan had celebrated with him over a home cooked meal and night spent in bed at The Barns.

Three days ago, Ronan had a nightmare about Adam moving away and never coming back.

After a painfully long silence, when it was apparent Ronan was not going to speak first, Adam sighed.  “I haven’t seen you in days.”

“I know,” Ronan agreed quietly. Adam waited for him to say more, but he didn’t.

“Or heard from you.”

“I know, Parrish.” Still, nothing more from him.

“Gansey was really worried about you,” Adam finally said. “I was really worried about you . . . I still am.”

Ronan took a shaky breath and finally looked up at Adam. “I know, Adam. I’m sorry.” He fiddled with the bands on his wrist, his hands searching for something to do. So Adam reached out and took his hands in his own, twining their fingers together.

“I’m not gonna leave you,” Adam whispered. “I mean, I will, temporarily. But I’m coming back. I promise you, Ronan, I’m coming back.” Adam said this all the honesty and love in his heart. “I love you, Ronan. You know that.”

Ronan nodded shyly. “It didn’t feel real before the acceptance,” he admitted. “I knew you’d get in, of course, cause you’re fucking brilliant, but seeing that letter….knowing it’s happening….it’s just—“

“I know, Ronan, I know,” Adam said, squeezing his hands. Ronan brought their locked fingers to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss on Adam’s knuckles.

“I’m happy for you, Adam, I am. I’m so fucking happy for you. I just don’t know how I’m going to survive the next four years.” His voice was soft and timid, vulnerable and open—the side of Ronan Lynch that very few ever saw. It broke Adam’s heart.

“You’re going to visit, and I’m going to visit, and you’re going to use your fucking phone and FaceTime me and call me and text me. And it will be okay, Ro. We’ll be okay,” Adam assured him.

Ronan breathed out a sigh of relief,  his deepest fear dissipating, and leaned over to kiss Adam, long and sweet, gentle and loving.

“I am going to leave this car right now because I, unlike you, have school tomorrow and homework to do,” Adam smiled. Ronan laughed but nodded, already feeling better. “Tamquam—“

“Alter idem,” Ronan finished as Adam opened the door and stepped out of the BMW to head to his own car.

[aeroplaneblues]

Omay, I've never given much thought to Roah aside from like a passing glance but your art is gonna make me god find fics and stuff now 🥺

LMAO IM SORRY

there are few stuffs but its all good, enjoy your new rare pair friend!😊

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Do you have a list of of any sterek with Stiles and Jackson brotp fics?

We just updated that tag, @dylangasmsforusall!

[my-king-and-your-lionheart]

Say five things you like about yourself, publicly, and then send this to 10 of your favourite followers (if you want) ♡

oh gosh! okay here we go!

1. my ability to just spit prose whenever

2. my hugs :) im a v good hugger

3. uhhh i have some freckles on my shoulder that kinda look like the big dipper? i think they’re cute

4. oh! im starting to get laugh lines and crows feet and idk i think that’s neat bc it shows how much i smile

5. oh shoot i feel like this shouldn’t be as hard as it is… uhhh, how about, ummm, i think i really like how im constantly trying to be a better person even though that’s like super hard and sometimes i screw up but i’m trying my best even when my best is only so-so. I like that.

[dylinski]

Im here to call you out for being the cutest most talented sweetest loveliest punk ever!

nicole 🥺🥺🥺

djjfskods i love you 🥺💞

call me out in my asks

[mathewmurdocks]

I LUUUUHHH YOOUUUUU!!!

( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

skfbwsdgua I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOOOO WIFEYYYYY. 🥰😘😘 (i dont have a cool emoji keyboard like you 😞)

[alteridemlynch]

3) fluff for after the angsty shit lolol "can we stay like this forever" 😍

Okay there’s not much of the “angst” aspect pre-fluff, but I hope you enjoy regardless. 

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Ronan sighed happily, rolling off of Adam and flopping onto the pillow beside him. Despite their sweaty bodies and the grueling Henrietta summer haet, Adam curled into him, wrapping his arms and legs around Ronan in a koala-like fashion. Ronan hummed contently. 

They had fought earlier--about Ronan offering to buy Adam a new phone--and hadn’t talked all afternoon. But after apologetic look from Ronan at dinner, Adam had forgiven him (of course) and they had made up for their angry words and stupid arguments the best way they knew how: in bed. 

Now, they cuddled close against each other, breath slowing and heart rates steadying, it was all forgotten. All that mattered was skin against skin and the soft hum of the crickets outside. “Can we stay like this forever?” Adam murmured, pressing the words against Ronan’s chest. 

“I definitely prefer this to screaming at each other about the cost of iPhones,” Ronan teased and Adam smacked him playfully.  Ronan ran his fingers through Adam’s hair as Adam ran his up and down Ronan’s torso. 

“Me, too,” Adam agreed. “Though the few minutes before this were also pretty great.”

Ronan laughed--the kind of laugh reserved just for Adam, open and intimate. “Yeah, definitely comparable to this moment.” 

The two were quiet for a while, their bodies finally calming down and growing tired. Adam’s eyes drifted shut and Ronan thought he might be asleep. But after a moment, he said, “But I like this better,” Adam mumbled.

“Yeah, me too, Parrish. Me too.”