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Thank y ou Valentine my friend for this banner this is my pinned post now Please Understand I will not become a terf donot message me about becoming a terf thank you 🙏
hi maybe i should make a psuedo intro. im nico im 22 i use he/they pronouns but as long as youre not being a dick i dont really care what you call me. i have been on tumblr since i was far too young to be on tumblr and yet i still somehow dont know how it works. i literally have been on here for over 6 years and i learned how asks worked less than half a year ago. help me. anyway im friendly feel free to message. this is 90% reblogs and then occasionally i write poetry or something. theres only really a few tags i use:
#&rock&roll - this is my sex&drugs tag. i am an adult and while i sometimes reblog nsfw jokes or weed jokes on here without this tag, this tag is for the heavy nsfw and actual drug talk
#star quality - Campy horror gore tag, beware. Art inspo from Sydney. You have to click on the tag at the bottom of this post though, searching it on my account is broken and only shows you about half of them
#irish goodbye - Elliot Winchester blackoutposting tag. Separate from elliotposting because it’s more about the literal character. Atp we have so many tags we should just start an aesthetic sideblog but. Shh
#la la love you - same as above but for Laurie Sweets
#how it feels - this tag is hard to explain. It is a religious tag to me but not in the way most people would categorize religion. its about the radio tower i call god. its about the air before it storms. its about going downhill on a rollercoaster from the drivers seat of a car. its about the sky. its about how experiencing anything is spiritual. its things that give me a certain indescribable feeling, but a very specific and powerful one. unfortunately i cannot explain better than that
#brooke gets it - this is my inside joke tag when i ramble about ttrpg characters that no one except like two mutuals (the other players in these games) will understand
#ronanposting, #elliotposting, #sydneyposting, #laurieposting, etc - I am a system and sometimes people tag things they specifically reblog especially if it pertains to them in particular. Do not message me about this if you’re going to be obstinate about it
general warning if you follow me and your blog is empty i will probably think youre a porn bot and block you
anyway enjoy my page shoot me a message if you feel like it i feel like i never actually talk to my mutuals lmao take it sleazy
i think ronan is anti tattoos that are words but i also think he really needs a tattoo that says “begotten not made” that would be incredibly sexy for him
haven't even read mi but I'm already planning the comic I'm gonna draw and its gonna fuck SO hard
Sometimes friendship is about your best friend walking to your house, depositing deer teeth in your hand, skipping therapy with you, getting high, helping you shave your head and then going to the woods
Shout out spore for always enabling me. Ur a real 1.
sorry. trc show ronan montage laying awake eyes burning red then getting ready for school then fist bump with gansey then riding in the pig with one hand through the window on the roof and watching adam doze in the backseat is when the song slows. let the wind carry your blues away and it’s ADAMMMM and then everything returns to normal
ronan is like six feet of heartmeat stretched out bloody to the point of shredding but the heartmeat is wrapped in tin foil and the tin foil is colored toxic yellow by means of a crayola marker bc he is nothing if he is not a long-distance warning not to come closer; he is nothing if not a litmus test for the truly stupid and brave. he is a massive set of legos he keeps under his bed in one cesspit of color and corners and fucks around building with because it’s refreshing to make w his hands instead of his head for once, he is the strain imposed by magic and the magic that allows the strain i.e. he is the straw and the camel and the exasperated huff of the rider when the camel crumples to the sand even though he packed too much in the first place, even though he saw it coming. he is like i am quite literally in love with everyone i meet especially the ones i hate. he is like i hate everyone i meet especially the ones i am in love with. he is like friendship is beyond me, it is some sort of intangible and consequential thing that happens or doesn’t happen and i have no control over it, but then he is building gansey a lego library for his miniature henrietta, he is building adam a lego car & garage, he is building noah a massive honking headstone that says RIP LOL, he is asking blue what she wants before he builds two of it so they can have a piece each like cans on a string, he is doing all of this with a snarl playing at the corners of his lips and a growl tickling the back of his throat because he learned quickly and easily on a sunsoaked afternoon that love is best when bloody and bludgeoned bc it will get there, it will get there no matter what, and you might as well get it before you let it.
did u guys ever watch sawyer hartman’s youtube videos. bc i feel strongly that ronan lynch’s laugh is just like sawyer hartman’s laugh