#literallylen

[tedddylupin]

OMFG BABE!!! 46 and Firstprince would fucking destroy me!!

They were both giggling and drunk and bright. He could hear voices on the other side of the bathroom door, the house party still going on around them. Alex wondered if they could hear him. Henry bracketed his body with his legs and began to kiss down Alex’s neck. He shuddered away.

“They’re gonna hear us.” Alex whispered with a heavy breath.

“Then I guess you better be quiet.” Henry mouthed along the shell of his ear.

Alex shuddered again when Henry nipped at his neck. “Baby.” He whispered and let out another whine when Henry’s leg went in between his legs. He automatically ground down, chasing the friction. 

“I thought I said you better be quiet.” Henry hummed against his lips. Alex bit down on his bottom lip to bite back another whine when he felt Henry’s hand shove its way into his pants. 

He felt himself slide down a bit against the wooden door, arching into the touch. It felt so hot in this tiny little bathroom that he could hardly breathe. His eyes squeezed shut when Henry started moving his hand faster after his pants had been unbuttoned and his underwear slipped down. 

Alex let out a startled noise when he felt Henry’s fingers shove into his mouth. Henry kissed his neck again. “You have to be quiet Alex. Do I need to shove a towel in your mouth?” 

Now Alex’s muffled noise sounded like a groan. Henry only gave him a wicked smile and released him from all touch, leaving Alex a puddle of goo until Henry was back again and putting a wash cloth into his mouth before he slide down his body and landed on his knees. He made another muffled noise when Henry took him into his mouth and his hands instantly went to Henry’s hair, tugging on it like a lifeline. 

Henry wrapped his hands around his ass, fingers dipping down into the cleft which made Alex’s hips stutter forward. Henry made a choked sound, pulling back with a cough. Alex gave him an apologetic look and Henry shook his head, hand moving up to scratch down his stomach before going back to work.

Alex’s head thudded back against the door with a brief wince of pain before he got back into the moment. Henry was sucking him off hard and fast and before he knew it, he was tapping at Henry’s shoulder in warning. It only resulted in Henry sucking harder until Alex was shouting around the wash cloth and then jerking forward. 

He sagged against the door as Henry sat back on his heels and smiled, wiping the corner of his mouth and stood up. Henry delicately pulled the wash cloth out of his mouth and replaced it with his lips. 

“You did so good being quiet Alex.” Henry’s voice was rough and gravelly and it made Alex even more weak at the knees. “Better pick up your pants. We have a party to return to.” 

Alex did just that as Henry took a step back. His blue eyes were sparkling and Alex could only follow behind and pray he didn’t look too disheveled.

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[rodansey]

Okay yes i am a force and i'm sorry! Please love me! LMFAO! But 28, 37, or 47!!!! Andy of these for Adanseyyyyyy And I would cry from feels!!

100 Ways to Say ‘I Love You’ | accepting

Adansey - “Can I kiss you?”

A humid breeze wafted into the window of a tiny Cambridge apartment. Adam paused in his notes to tilt his head toward it, appreciating the relief. Such a simple thing. He hadn’t grown up with air conditioning in the trailer, so when his college apartment only came with a single window unit in the bedroom, he didn’t mind so much. He had warily waited for Gansey to complain when viciously hot weather turned their cramped space into a summer sauna. A few comments had been dropped, in Gansey’s fondly peculiar vocabulary, more directed at mother nature than the apartment. It never rubbed Adam the wrong way, which surprised him a little. 

He glanced over at Gansey, sitting across from him at their kitchen table/study desk, easily the largest piece of furniture in their home, aside from the two seater sofa a few feet away. Gansey had set his pen down at some point and now cradled his chin in his hand, the collar of his polo unbuttoned as much as it could be. His golden skin was sweaty, some of his hair sticking to his forehead. It was pleasantly unpolished Gansey, A Gansey Adam found more and more around their apartment, and he liked it. That Gansey cursed when he stubbed his toe on an errant chair and didn’t brush his hair right away on the weekends. 

Gansey stared at him.

Adam felt compelled to look down at himself, in case something was out of sorts or worth staring at. But no, he kept his eyes forward, knowing he was just as sweaty and ready for a break from their homework. 

“What?” he asked.

“Can I kiss you?

People in Adam’s life had always just taken something from him. Take take take. And here was Gansey. Asking. Another gust of early September wind carried potential, filling Adam’s lungs. Something low and tight between his ribs unraveled and broke ground like roots in soil. His eyes fluttered half closed for a moment, and in seconds he could feel his connection to Gansey. The same intent with which Gansey stared at him pulsed back at Adam, quiet and honest. Gansey did so adore truth in the world. Gansey adored Adam. 

“Yeah,” he said. “You can.” 

Old demons tried to pull at Adam, remind him that getting close, getting distracted, letting down the walls - none of those things were safe. But they all scurried away, silenced by the creak the table made when Gansey folded his arms over his books to lean closer. He didn’t have far to go, and Adam was already moving to meet him. They kissed, and it wasn’t fireworks or fanfare, just something good, a sense of right. It felt warm to Adam, not the heat of outside, but of parts inside him aligning. Gansey’s lips were chapped, and so were Adam’s. He liked it, liked being kissed, liked being kissed by Gansey. 

“Well, that’s nice,” Gansey murmured against the corner of Adam’s mouth. 

Adam reached for his hand, and Gansey took it. He kissed Gansey back.

[astudyinfreewill]

I'm sorry but like I think I've just crippled myself with the fear that Adam really was captured by some opposing force, like the weird dreamer interpol thing that Carman works for, and that he's either got abilities akin to a visionary that they could use, but also the thought that they use the watch Ronan had dreamt Adam to track him and Hennessy down is just so sad. Please convince me this won't happen lmfao

ahhh i don’t really have a way to convince you it won’t happen i’m afraid, because at this point we literally don’t know what has happened to adam and also maggie implied there’s some pretty dark stuff on the horizon ;;;; 

it is possible that the moderators kidnapped adam to use as leverage for ronan, but i also think it’s not super likely (iirc, the moderators went to declan’s flat in hopes of finding and killing ronan, rather than kidnapping his brothers?). plus i have a hunch that whatever’s happened to adam is more supernatural than just a kidnapping?? not saying the lace but the lace...

as for the watch though, i really don’t think the moderators are going to use it to track ronan down - it tells ronan’s time zone, but it doesn’t pinpoint his exact location. i’d bet that the watch is just foreshadowing that ronan is gonna go to a very different timezone (my money is on bryde taking him to ireland) and adam uses the watch to know when to call. but it really is anyone’s game!

[romansroys]

Look I love your blog! And also i just had to pop in and gush at how Precious R*nan was on Colbert! And his cute little story about how difficult L*vett was to actually get he was trying to be proposed to!!! Also the Sinatra joke actually made me weak XD

it was a good interview! gjfsksgfjk he did walk right into that sinatra joke 

[sulkybbarnes]

I’m going to reblog once I’m off mobile, but JFC I read ur Drabble on when Ronan tells Adam about just knowing when they first met, and just, I’m really emo right now! Adams face settling on love! And Ronan’s soft kiss to Adams deaf ear! And then Adams almost disbelief! I’m destroyed!

Omg wow this is such a great comment to get and it made me so happy, thank you sm!! I’m really glad you liked it 🥺💕 I also wrote another two ficlets for them if you want more sappy pynch, one with a proposal and one with Ronan trying to distract Adam! 💖

[faeparrish]

I’m so sorry if this is mad awks, but just like I love ur blog so much! U seem so lovely, but ur also so brilliant, I love everything u write about for Trc/cdth especially, but honestly ur entire blog! Just the most fabulous thing!!! 💜💜💜

🥺🥺 this is ??? the sweetest and kindest message ever i’m crying thank u so much ♥️

[toast-the-unknowing]

I love your LA AU so so so much! Kudos to u for being so fucking talented! Like christ! I remeber reading how Adam was reticent in saying the words “I love you” and was wondering if we’ll ever get to see maybe the first time Ronan says it to him in that verse and how he feels when Adam doesn’t say it back… also will u be using the new characters from cdth in your works? *fingers crossed*

Thank you, that's very sweet of you to say! you're the places that I wanted to go covers the "I love you" topic as thoroughly as I am likely to, but basically, there was no time that Ronan said it to Adam and Adam didn't say it back. Ronan sees the way that Adam reacts to I love you-adjacent statements, how he gets uncomfortable or only allows them under certain circumstances, and he figures that it wouldn't be welcome, so he doesn't say it, even though he'd like to. It's really a case of "I understand you even when you can’t express your needs," because that's my kind of romantic shit.

I will probably end up using Jordan as a character at some point in the future, because I adore her. I don't have any plans beyond that and am feeling creatively blocked lately, so it's hard predict what I will or won't write in the near future. I am not opposed to using any of the new characters, though! Except that one guy. You know who I mean. Fuck that guy.

[rodansey]

OMFG BABEEEEE!!!! Congrats a thousand times over! Can I request either 1 or 38 from the ways to say i love you list?? They make me weak 🥺🥺 Also if it were for Pynch I would love you so much!!!

100 Ways to Say ‘I Love You’ | accepting

Pynch - “Pull over.  Let me drive for awhile.”

The shoosh-shoosh-shoosh of white lines and endless star-filled sky stretched out beyond the nose of the BMW. Ronan had switched over to his music, which was normally enough to keep Adam awake. What was it about the last leg of a long trip that turned a couple of hours into an eternity? Once upon a time, Adam might have tried to explain it in some logical way — highway hypnosis, the nebulousness of 3AM. But as they drove closer to the ley line, it was surely magic that twisted and pulled at him, drew out the seemingly sure lines of time until they were threads that could be weaved around him like a blanket. Come home, the line said. Be safe. They weren’t terribly far from the Barns now, but not even the beat and the pulse of Ronan’s playlist could reach him where the energy had him bundled up.

“Hey.”

Ronan’s touch had a more immediate effect, bringing Adam back to himself and the road ahead of them. Like so many times before, Ronan’s fingertips on his bare skin was the most powerful thing he knew.

Adam’s gaze flickered over to him, then back to the road.

“Pull over, Parrish. Let me drive for a while.”

Adam sighed, his grip on the wheel tightening. Shoosh-shoosh-shoosh said the road, pulling them closer to home. He wanted to be stubborn about it, insist that he was fine.

“You haven’t had much sleep.” It wasn’t much of a protest.

Ronan knew it. “About as much as you have. C’mon.”

He touched Adam’s arm again, and just like that, Adam knew there wasn’t much fight in him. He flipped the signal on and eased off onto the shoulder. Ronan was already getting out of the car by the time Adam put it in park. He opened the driver side door and leaned in press his lips to Adam’s jaw, sneaking an arm around to pop the catch on his seatbelt.

“Can’t get out if you’re in the way.” Adam bullied his way out of the seat, pressing into Ronan’s chest, but not really trying to get past him. They kissed right there on the shoulder, door wide open, lights illuminating only a small patch of the road ahead. No one passed by them while they lazily made out with Adam’s hands slid into the back pockets of Ronan’s jeans.

A few minutes later, Ronan was in the driver’s seat, taking them the rest of the way home.