forgive me adam


‘Robbers’ is a love song, it was originally inspired by my love of the Quentin Tarantino film ‘True Romance’, the story of an Elvis obsessed loner who falls in love and marries a prostitute. In the movie the couple run away to California after killing her pimp and stealing his drugs to start a new life financed by a once in a lifetime drug deal. It’s the sentiment behind the film that appeals to me, the hopelessly romantic notion that two people can meet and instantly fall in love, an escape story where love is the highest law and conquers all against the odds. 


- offer bucket for the rainbow vomiting-

This is my entry for #Saigenosweek day 2 : “ I hope my feelings reach you”

I know I am WAYYYY in advance for day 2 , but I will not have the time to participate or post much during Saigenos week because of Portfolio stuff and commissions, so I wanted to at least work with this one and make this ~

Enjoy the Fluff!

All the songs are listed here :

- “ I wanna know what love is” By Foreigner

- “ Truly Madly Deeply” By Savage Garden

- “ Please Forgive me “ By Brian Adams

- “ The way I do “ By Marcos Hernandez


“His feelings for Adam were an oil spill; he’d let them overflow and now there wasn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if he dropped a match.” // “He could smell it, the earthy scent of rain on dirt, but also the electric, restless smell of ozone. (..)  He could track the line of rain travelling across the vast dry field toward him. It was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. It was coming from so far away that he had plenty of time to put the mower away and get under cover. Instead, though, he just stood there and watched it approach. Even at the last minute, as he heart the rain pounding the grass flat, he just stood there. He closed his eyes and let the storm soak him. That was this kiss.”

You, with the skin made of
ragged twilight:
uneven shades of black and
purple and blue -
one day, the stars will
claim you, and you
will set alight forgotten kingdoms;
you will be greater
than kings and queens.

You, with the bloody lips,
screaming I lie, I lie
with every fractured smile -
one day, a boy will give you
all his dreams and
kiss you on the mouth;
he’ll taste like leather,
and truth and dirty words,
and your story will be
a crooked fairytale.

You, with the glass planes and fine lines
cracking at the gentlest touch -
one day, you will be made
of stronger stuff
than your father’s white knuckles,
and sharp-edged hatred;
you will rise from dust and ash,
and the world will love you
and fear you and bow down to you.

You, with the magic sleeping lightly
in your veins -
one day, your reluctant home will
crumble before your eyes,
and mountains will be
torn off their feet,
and you will try to save
every one you have ever loved.

but you can’t save everyone, Adam.

—  The Magician , n.l

so @bleuczerny had this amazing pynch au where adam is dubbed as “dr. pretty” and ronan is his new patient. he comes in with injuries that start out real, but get increasingly more ridiculous with every visit. (thank you for letting me write this!)

The most interesting of stories seem to always begin with Ronan Lynch.

When he was five, and his father had denied him access to his mother’s ever famous Irish beef stew, he made it his mission to be the first to taste it under any given circumstance. No more than twenty minutes into that mission, the pressure cooker exploded, the kitchen was a mess, and both his parents found him sitting in a puddle of stew looking absolutely betrayed. He may or may not have cried at the loss. 

When he was eighteen, he took his school’s “buddy” program hosted by the local orphanage a bit too far by accidentally adopting his buddy, Opal. A legal adult by then, the school could do nothing about it, and she had been living with him ever since. 

And now, at the ripe age of twenty eight, he was being hauled into the hospital by his best friend due to him having gone through the most embarrassing fight in his life. Being Ronan, though, he had a knack for making anything sound badass, along with being blessed with the gift of threatening persuasion, so surely this wouldn’t be too much of a problem to brush off. 

Until it was. 

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Little quick Japanese lesson!

Let’s say I was talking to two of my friends, Mary and Adam.

Let’s say Mary asked where Adam went because he wasn’t hanging out with us.  

Mary would say: Karin-san, Adam-san wa doko desu ka? (translates to “Karin, where is Adam?" 

Karin would reply: SNSD konsato ni ikimashita.  (which LITERALLY TRANSLATES TO "went to the SNSD concert”  or would be taken in a formal sense as “ THEY went to the SNSD concert)

The sentence structure is different. I would not say it as ” he went to the SNSD concert" because there is no WORD for “ he”.