#resurrectedkiing

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“I’m gay.”  He looked down at his best friend who was sitting on his bed out in the main room. He took in and let out a shaky breath. He didn’t know why now was the time, but he just felt compelled to come out of his room (literally) and tell him. He chewed his lip and then brought his wrist up to bite at his bracelets in anticipation.

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        “How is it possible for one person to be so obliviously pretentious on accident?” In short: Gansey said the wrong thing, and Blue knew him too well to be mad at him about it (she could still be in awe, though).

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Munday ││accepting

✯ : A headcanon someone else has inspired you to adopt? 

every hc @despxcable has for kavinsky. not bc same muse but just to fit into his dynamic with Revas tbh tbh. 

mmm the biggest one, i think, would be Traveling Keepers. I cannot remember who originally wrote it, but I adopted that headcanon and some other hc’s about them from @winterfollows bc! it’s real important to revas’ DA verse so! 

☂ : Spread some love: mention someone you’ve met that has influenced you or your writing in a positive way, and explain how. 

Oh. Oh boy oh. @despxcable / @apathiisms i talk about a lot? And like it’s really hard for me to not just jump to Luke. Like, he’s who i talk to about characters and writing the most. He’s helped me develop characters, ya know. I can go on and on about how much I love him. But, sticking with the facts out of that like view point; Luke has been so incredibly influential on my writing. I mean, legitimately. Not just like inspo. I mean like, he’s helped me grow as a writer by helping me build characters. We bounce ideas off each other like it’s hot potato. Not to mention he got me back into reading, which on its own is really effective for helping vocab and stuff. Though, to be fair, he  himself has also done that. I mean he’s even helped me flesh out little details about characters I didn’t think would ever happen. Without Luke, I’m pretty sure my boy Warren would be as flat as a mesa. (which sometimes don’t look really flat but its fitting.) He helped get some details worked out in my writing. 

The influence he has on my writing is.. I unno. To me, I think its noticeable. I think it’s extremely noticeable because if you knew me two years ago, my writing wasn’t nearly as good. If you knew me a few months before I knew Luke, it’s noticeable.

Luke is an incredible writer. One that I’m sometimes really shocked has put up with my nonsense ideas but, I’m really grateful for it. I am. I just! He’s a goofball sure, but he’s so brilliant y’all. I unno, man. I talk about him a lot. But eh what can ya do? I’m a gay fucker. 

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“ What? Oh this? Yes, that’s just a scratch, nothing to be concerned about. “ Jezabel answered, glancing down at her shoulder where the blood was welling up in the deep cut. She would have to dress it later for certain. “ The blood isn’t mine, mostly. “ A lie, but he wouldn’t notice, would he? 

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For a long moment, Ronan didn’t answer. He wasn’t particularly good at telling stories. That was a skill better left to people who knew how to lie. Better yet if they could do it convincingly. Niall had been a good liar. Niall had also gotten tangled up in his lies and ended up bludgeoned to death in his own driveway. Ronan sighed.

“Okay...” he wracked his brain for something good but he found nothing so he settled for mediocre. “Once upon a time,” (because that is how all of the good stories begin) “there was a king.” (obviously) “The king had trouble sleeping. See, his kingdom was very large and his subjects had a shit-ton of problems.” Ronan stared at the wall, searching for the next part of his shitty story. “Whatever, it’s bullshit anyway,” he mumbled at last.

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Ronan was sitting next to his best friend on the couch in the living room of his childhood home. It had been a long time since they’d done this, especially in this place. He actually didn’t hate sitting and being a lone together with Gansey.

When the other boy leaned against his shoulder, Ronan smiled and glanced over. He would never admit it out loud, but he’d missed this. He missed sitting and touching and not worrying about being seen as gay or fruity. He should be allowed to sit with his friend without worrying about looking less macho. 

He was glad he’d stopped giving a fuck.

“Getting comfortable?” He asked him with a smirk.

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positivity time || accepting

My Opinion on;

Character in general: i LOVE gansey..... I love gansey so much he is. ultimately relatable!! he is so pretentious, but tries not to be. he’s such a history nerd. he has the worst need for adventure i’ve ever seen. i’d die for him. kill for him How they play them: yeah!!!! yeah. i trust your interpretation of every character you’ve ever written. he is spectacular. you really love gansey, and it really shows in how you’ve crafted him!!The Mun: SAVVY!!! savvy. you’re my oldest friend in this fandom. we dove headfirst in together, and i haven’t regretted it once. i’m so glad that we’re both back, and i love writing w/ you and talking to you ooc!! 

Do I:

RP with them: yeah! not as much on gansey, but that’s probably on me because i have the reply speed of a snail Want to RP with them:  literally always

What is my;

Overall Opinion: a+++!!! i’m sure you’re all already following her, but if not, go do it!! go right now!! don’t do anything else just go 

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

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         Things hadn’t quite been the same since the end of their search for Glendower... since the unmaking... Gansey left with Blue and Henry Chang to explore parts of the world Adam could only dream of while Adam well... well he found a place he thought he could actually call home. For a boy so hellbent on leaving Henrietta from the second he could form opinions he still wasn’t sure how to deal with the ache that lingered in his stomach every time he thought about heading off to university and finally leaving. It was so unfamiliar that he often caused fights with Ronan about it -- not on purpose, not really, but whenever Ronan brought up the future Adam couldn’t help but jump in with some comment about university that would make his boyfriend’s face drop because of course he knew Adam was leaving... Adam sometimes wondered if Ronan was worried he wouldn’t return. If Adam knew anything at all, and he thought he knew quite a bit due to grueling hours of studying, he knew for certain he’d return to the barns. To Ronan. Even to Opal, even after she’d eaten his slippers and spat the rough bits out onto his jacket.          It had been nice spending the past few months just he and Ronan (and Opal, always Opal), but he could feel the air getting more tense every day that passed because it meant just another day closer to his departure to university. He didn’t want to leave Ronan alone, not after all that had happened with his family, but if he didn’t go he wouldn’t be able to live with himself. Adam had to be his own person, he had to make a name for himself. He just had to make sure to leave in a way that signified how much he wanted to return... what better way than a surprise going away slash welcome back party? He’d contacted Gansey a few weeks before, and in a week he’d be set off for school, so they had to do it now. They’d flown in the night before, but it was just Gansey who would be showing up at the barns to help get it ready. Blue and Henry would pop by before Ronan returned, and as much as he wanted to see them (mainly Blue) he was glad to get some alone time with Gansey. The last time they’d talked was just a bicker back and forth on the phone about how Adam should have accepted his help with letters of recommendation even though it was months too late for that. Same old Gansey. Same old Adam.          Ronan had gone off for the day and he’d sent Opal on a quest to pick one hundred wild berries which should take her all day considering she wasn’t the best at counting. When he heard the familiar sound of the Camaro’s engine in the front he dropped the list of supplies he’d made up and slipped outside to watch the arrival of his friend. It wasn’t until he saw him that he realized just how much he’d missed Gansey’s company, how much he’d taken it for granted when he’d seemed to have endless time with him. The long walks through Cabeswater, the monotonous days at Aglionby, days planning their search for Glendower in Monmouth. It hadn’t even been that long ago yet and still it felt like forever.          Adam smiled once Gansey approached, the wave of nostalgia also willing him to hold up his knuckles for Gansey to bump like old times. “You’re a sight for sore eyes, or something like that. I think we’re really the only two alive who can surprise Ronan Lynch. And Opal -- but her surprises... well.. as Ronan says, ‘are downright fucked’.”