manic + favorite lyrics
POV: You and your evil associates devote enormous time and effort to intimidating your adversary, complete with menacing black outfits, synchronised gestures, and cutting words... but it all fails because your adversary is in fact stoned out of his gourd and burbling Broadway tunes at you.
sometimes i randomly remember how insane maggie stiefvater was for making ronan lynch—a man that can create reality—a man of god, when he himself is a god of a man. then to take this man and have him be not only in love with, but a literal soulmate of a man named adam. parrish. adam parrish. who, mind you, lives above ronan's very own place of worship. and is the namesake of the first of mankind that the bible says god made from the literal dust of the ground (adam parrish: comes from nothing, hair "dusty" in color) and appoints him to care for the garden of eden (adam parrish: sacrifices himself to ronan's sentient forest). then has adam viewing ronan as a god and ronan saying "maybe he dreamt (created)" adam???? like who just fucking writes that and goes about their life?
Adam Parrish in a brown leather jacket…ronan lynch in a black leather jacket… the couple everyone’s afraid of…cunt4cunt
theo. 26. he/him. a place to shout about my various interests. currently hyperfixating on all for the game.
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