#lynchsronan

[4straeusx]

How is it in the year 2021 do people not get how disheartening and frustrating it is to have someone steal content you've spent hours on and then have their post be more successful? (Sorry you got those awful messages, you're amazing as always Lin!)

People really don’t get it. And I hear it’s A LOT worse on twitter 👀 Thing I don’t understand is... why they choose to argue rather than just respecting the original poster? And just take it down 🤷🏻‍♂️ They could use all that energy and learn to make stuff themselves tbh. Finally get themselves something good to do than argue with us lol.

[literalite]

i love your 'the old guard' sims!! are you going to do all of the guard?

no bcos i cant make white ppl so im not even gonna attempt booker or andy

[rosedewson]

If this is to end in fire Then we should all burn together Watch the flames climb high into the night Calling out father oh Stand by and we will Watch the flames burn auburn on The  m o u n t a i n  side [pt. I]

[leofrith]

J & L for the blog thing

WELL I’M HAPPY YOU ASKED

J: @jnfinitywar @jmesbarnes @jewishcap @jonsnuw @jasontoddwashere

L: @lynchsronan @ladyahsoka @lupltanyongo @lukeskywwalker @laurakinney @leyiaorgana

give me a letter and i’ll tell you my 5 favourite blogs starting with that letter

[renee--rapp]

In a Heartbeat (2017) by Beth David and Esteban Bravo

[ronanlysnch]

                          “I think it’s crazy how you’re in love with all those raven boys.”

Orla wasn’t wrong, of course. But what she didn’t realize about Blue and her boys was that they were all in love with one another. She was no less o b s e s s e d with them than they were with her, or one another, analyzing every conversation and gesture, drawing out every joke into a longer and longer running gag, spending each moment either with one another or thinking about when next they would be with one another. Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn’t a l l - e n c o m p a s s i n g, that wasn’t blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she’d had this kind, she didn’t want the other.

[katiesmcgraht]

Dear White People, Chapter I.

[perksofbeingafanboy]

She recognised the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big that it felt like sadness… It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.