his eyes are so blue like are u kidding me

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME ABOUT THIS HOLBY CITY SHIT #3

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REPLIES TO THESE AND HELPS ME UNDERSTAND AND LAUGH, U IS SO NICE

-LOOK AT BAMBI AND CHEEKBONES™ THEY ARE BONDING AW
-“WASHING MCHOTTIE’S HAIR” I’M DYING BAMBI SHIPS ITALIAN CHEEKBONES
- THE BANTS BETWEEN BAMBI & CHEEKBONES OMG AW
-I WOULD 100% JUMP THAT NEW GUY WITH THE BLUE EYES THAT’S TALKING TO ZOSIA IF I WASN’T GAY
-HE LOOKS LIKE JOEY MCINTYRE FROM NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK 0MG
-HE’S THE NEW GUY AND HE LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE FROM NEW KIDS I’M DONE
-YALL KNOW HIS NAME IS NOW NEW KID™
-OKAY I’M CHEEKBONES™ THO LIKE DO THESE FUCKERS EVER DO WORK LIKE ZOSIA AND NEW KID™ OVER HERE TAKING FUCKIN SELFIES LIKE PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO DIE STOP BEING HAPPY
-CHEEKBONES™ DOING THAT LITTLE LOOK AT ZOSIA AS SHE LEFT I SHIP IT I SHIP IT
-BUT LIKE IF THE SHIP NAME ISN’T CHEEKBONEZ (WITH A Z)I CANNOT SHIP IT
- POOR LIKKLE DOM
-CHEEKBONES™ LOOKED SMUG WHEN ITALIAN GUY™ WAS ALL LIKE “I MISSED YOU” LIKE YEAH BISH I KNOW YOU MISSED ME STOP BORING ME WITH THINGS I ALREADY KNOW
-NO BUT LIKE THAT IS A SHIT HOLIDAY I MEAN HE’S ITALIAN GUY™ CANT HE COME UP WITH ANYTHING LESS SHIT
-BUT LIKE THIS LADY TALKING TO DOM IS EVERYTHING I ASPIRE TO BE
-IMA0O0O NEW KID™ IS A BIT DESPERATE FOR PRAISE
-LOVELY LESBIAN LADY™ SPEAKS FRENCH OH SHIT I NEED A COLD SHOWER
-LIKE CAN LLL™ GET MORE PERFECT??
-LISTEN TO ZOSIA DOM COME ON BOIII SHE IS RIGHT
-FFS ITALIAN GUY™ CHEEKBONES™ WAS ALMOST FLIRTING AND YOU HAVE TO BLOODY SAY I CAN’T COME?? I AM NOW IMAGINING ZOSIA IN YOUR PLACE #CHEEKBONEZ
-WHAT IS GOING ON WITH BERLIN
-I DON’T UNDERSTAND
-I DON’T TRUST ITALIAN GUY™ NO MORE
-HOW IS JOAN WOKE AF BUT HER DAUGHTER LIKE WATCHING PAINT DRY
-YES SHORT BLONDIE GIVE DOM DAT POLICE CARD
-SHIT DEN ITALIAN GUY™ IS MARRIED??
-FUCK HIM UP CHEEKBONES™ HE DON’T DESERVE U #CHEEKBONEZ
-BITTER CHEEKBONES™ IS GREAT
-NEW KID™ IS ALWAYS IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME HE’S LIKE BAMBI 2.0
- HE MADE A HOLE IMA0 THIS POOR GUY GONNA BE KILLED BY CHEEKBONES I WILL PRAY 4 HIS SOUL EVEN THO I’M GOING TO HELL ANYWAYZ
-BITTER CHEEKBONES™ IS ME WHEN YOU’RE IN A GROUP PROJECT AND YOU LET OTHER PEOPLE DO SOME WORK CAUSE THEY’VE DONE FUCK ALL SO FAR AND THEN YOU JUST REVIEW THEIR WORK AND GO FUCK IT THIS IS DOG SHITE I’M REDOING IT
-BAMBI TAKING HANSEN PHOTO I’M DYING HE LOOKS GREAT
-LOVELY LESBIAN LADY™ CARES 4 ALL DE STAFF AND GIVES THEM OVERTIME WHEN THEY NEED THE MONEY I CAN’T PERFECTION IS TOO MUCH
-ITALIAN CHEEKBONES HAS GONE DOWNHILL #CHEEKBONEZ
-DOM UR NOT HANSSEN 2.0 STOP SAYING THESE WISE QUOTES LAST WEEK IT WAS ITALIAN GUY NOW IT’S YOU JEEZ
-I’VE JUST REALISED THAT OLLIE, ZOSIA’S BOYFRIEND WHO DOM WAS SHITTING ON 2 WEEKS AGO, AND NEW KID™ ARE THE SAME PERSON I DON’T KNOW IF MY BRAIN IS GETTING ENOUGH OXYGEN BECAUSE IT TOOK ME 55 MINUTES TO REALISE THIS
-IS IT JUST ME OR IS THE ARTEM CHERNICK/HIS DAUGHTER/FLETCH STORYLINE HELLA BORING LIKE WE ALL KNOW THAT IT’S JUST GONNA END UP WITH FLETCH AND SYDNEY DOING THE SEXY TIMES
-BAMBI TRYNA GET CHEEKBONES™ INVOLVED AWW
-FUK U ISAK STOP TEXTING DOM HE DON’T LOVE U NO MO
-ZOSIA BEING ALL SUPPORTIVE AW
-I MISS SERENA
-I MISS MY LESBIANS

Just the Right Amount of Awkward - Dallon Weekes x Reader

purrpale requested: can you write a dallon imagine please? where y/n and him are a couple and really fluffy/smut stuff happens and its really really cute?? thank u :-)

I actually love dallon weekes because he’s just kind of like an awkward lanky teenager, but then I remember he’s married and has kids and it just makes me happy. anyway there was no real plot requested in this just fluff/smut so i went ahead and improvised if you want something different then just go ahead and send me another request. thank you lovelies xx.

Word Count: 906

Warnings: brief smut

Originally posted by thebrobx

The blue color of the sky perfectly matched that of his beautiful eyes. I run my hands down from behind my head in his lap through the soft grass that I am currently laying in and onto my stomach. I listen to the soft melody of my boyfriend playing his ukulele. We haven’t been together for too long, but I already feel so comfortable in his presence; I feel like I can be myself around him. 

‘When the moon feel in love with the sun’

I hear his sweet voice begin to accompany his soft ukulele, it lulls me into a peaceful calm.

‘All was golden in the sky’

My eyes shift from the sky to the the singing face of my boyfriend. he looks so perfect sitting under this tree on the green hill with my head in his lap.

‘All was golden when the day met the night’

I turn my head to look out from the hill. I can’t help but think how beautiful the city is from way up here. Away from the cars and the crowds the city scape looks beautiful against the blue lightly clouded sky. I sat like this thinking or awhile, I was so deep in my thoughts that I hadn’t noticed that Dallon had finished the song and was now trying to call my attention.

“(y/n), (y/n)” His voice sounds far away. “hey (y/n) you awake?” I pull out of my musing and sit up to look at him. When I turn he smiles down at me sweetly which causes me to reciprocate unconsciously.

“Yes, sorry I was just thinking.” I say softly still adjusting back to reality.

“About what?” He inquires. 

“Hmm”

“What were you thinking about.” He asks again sweetly, smile still clear on his face. 

“Oh” I say blushing a bit due to the content of my daydream, causing him to chuckle a bit. “I was thinking about us.” I look back at the city avoiding his gaze.

“Us?”

“Yes,” I look back at him. “It’s just that the last couple of months dating you has been so wonderful and I was thinking that maybe you and I could take the next step in our relationship.” At this point I am sitting on my knees facing him, his hands in mine. 

Dallon gives me a confused look. I raise my eyebrows and look him up and down before realization hits, earning a cute little ‘oh’ to escape his lips. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” He says sweetly before leaning in. Our lips meet briefly in a sweet peck before he pulls back, but his lips linger just out of reach from mine. My nose brushes against his softly. My eyes shift from his own to his lips and back again. He bumps my nose with his playfully and I can’t help but smile. Finally his lips reconnect with mine. Unlike the previous kiss this one is longer and more passionate. 

Soon Dallon lays my back onto the grass. Hovering above me he takes the initiative and the opportunity in the brief pause where the kiss is broken to take my shirt off. He tosses my shirt lightly to the side before reconnecting our lips. My hands run up the sides of his torso under his shirt while his explore my chest in light squeezes and caresses. 

The kiss is getting more heated and Dallons hands seem to become more needy. Slowly he moves his hand from my breast behind my back. As he does so his lips travel from mine down to my neck and collar bone. I enjoy the feeling of his soft lips on my skin without realizing the struggle that is happening behind my back. 

After a couple more seconds Dallons lips stop moving against my neck and he puts his head in the crook of my neck sighing defeated. I turn to look at him hand moving to run through his hair a concerned expression painted on my face. Sighing again I see an embarrassed blush grow on his face.

“I-” he hesitates “I can’t undo the clasp of your bra.” I start to giggle and he sits up immediately pouting like a child. How this man can go from passionate and filling me with intense lust to a pouting baby baffles me. 

“Hey don’t laugh” he pouts “that thing has like three hooks on it” I laugh some more, and he gives me a sad look.”

“I’m sorry baby” I sit up and run y hand along his arm. “I can’t help it.” He’s still giving me a face. I roll my eyes and an idea pops into my head. Leaning into his ear I whisper.

“If you help me get my shirt, we can go home and I’ll take it off for you.” The speed at which Dallon retrieved my now grass stained shirt and now had my arms up pulling it over my head made me laugh even more, except this time he was smiling and laughing with me. 

When my shirt fell over my head I pulled the hem to waist and when I looked up Dallon places a quick kiss on my nose causing my to blush as I hadn’t been expecting it.

“You’re beautiful.” He says standing offering me his had. “Now let’s get home, I do believe we have some unfinished business.” I take his hand and stand up. Neither of us pull our hand away after I’m standing. We walk back to the car together hand in hand. 

Little did I realize that later I was going to be the one getting laughed at. It turns out it is really hard to undo the clasp of my bra.   


Sorry this took so long I’ve had school work and rehearsals to go to that have been blocking up my schedule, but I will try my best to get some request done in the next few days while my schedule is somewhat free.

Our Light

Newsies Fic AU: Lamp!David (inspired by a previous post)

(Jack’s POV)

Warning: Random. A bit sad. A bit unbelievable. Just read it & see :)

- - -

It’s just another hot summer morning and it’s time to carry the banner. But this kid shows up at the distribution gates, dragging along a tiny lamp. It’s odd. He’s just standing there, looking completely lost. I’ve never seen him before. I buy my papes and sit down to glance at the headlines, but the kid is staring at me so I ask him if he wants to sit down. He does.

“Hey, I’m Jack. Jack Kelly.”

His tiny face looks up at me. “I’m Les. Les Jacobs”

He holds up the tiny lamp, “This is my brother, David.”

I cock up my eyebrow, “Your brother, huh? How old are you?

“Almost ten.”

“Hmmm well that ain’t good. If anybody asks, you’se seven, ok? Younger sells more.”

He just nods endlessly at me. 

“Hey, I’ll make ya a deal. You sell with me and we’ll spilt the money, 70-30.”

Les is shaking his head, “Don’t try to pull one over on a little kid. 50-50.”

The other guys have bought their papes and gathered around me by now. I hear murmurs among them, wondering about the lamp. I’m curious for the story as well, but I just want to sell a lot of papes today. I’m saving for a train ticket to Santa Fe. 

“Fine, 60-40, that’s my final offer.”

He concedes, “Deal.”

We shake on it and we’re off. His youth attracts a lot of customers and we do pretty well with business. He’s real protective of the lamp he carries along, but he can sell fine with one hand. I offer to hold it but he refuses. 

All is well until I spy Snyder. He starts running towards us and I tell Les to take off running. I’m pulling him along through alleys and backdoors until he suddenly drops the lamp. He breaks away to grab it and I turn around to grab him. 

No! I need David!”

I pick up the lamp and the kid and haul off around the corner. Relief spreads through me when I realize where I am. I open the door to Medda’s place and pull us both inside. 

Les is crying by now and I am at a loss at what to do. That’s when Medda comes backstage, gaping at the scene. “Jack Kelly? Is that you?”

I go over to her and give her a hug. “Yes, Medda. I’m sorry to intrude.. but, but I ran into a little trouble outside. Is it ok if we stay here awhile?”

She nods and glances at Les. “Of course. Is he alright? Here, let’s get him some candy. Let him calm down.”

Les is curled up in the corner, clutching the lamp that thankfully isn’t broken. I go and sit by him. We sit for awhile, waiting for the silence to be broken with the music of the theater playing in the background. 

_ _ _

“Jack?”

“Yeah, kid?”

“I have to tell you something.”

“I’m all ears.”

He sighs. “My brother isn’t really a lamp.”

I glance at him. “I know, Les.”

“I got a brother though. Err, did. He disappeared last month. He wouldn’t of ran away. Everyone thinks he’s dead. Nobody is lookin’ for ‘em.“ 

 He’s just sitting there, looking up at me. I don’t know what to say.

"I’m sorry to hear that.”

He rubs his eyes. “His name was David. He was sixteen. He had brown, curly hair and blue eyes. He was real smart. He talked a lot.” 

So his brother would have been around my age. “He sounded real special”

“He was. You know what’s weird? Sometimes he bugged me so much I wished he wasn’t there. Then he was gone, and I wondered why I ever would have wished that. That was a stupid thing to do.”

He looks at me, his eyes glimmering with tears. “I miss him.”

My heart drops. I wrap my arms around the kid. “I know what it’s like pal.” 

“You-u do?”

“Yeah, I had a little brother once. But he died. It was an accident. He would of been a little older than you.”

“So my brother would have been around your age, and your brother would have been around my age?”

I think about that. “That’s right.”

Les puts his hand on top of mine. “I bet you and David would have been good friends. He never woulda admitted it, but he really needed a friend.” 

I smile at him. “I woulda been his friend.”

He holds up the lamp. “Do you wanna know why I carry this? It’s David’s. It used to sit on his desk and he sat by it to study. Did I mention how smart he was?”

I nod at him. “You did.”

“He was bright. Well, it was something my mama said. She said that Davey would always be with us no matter what, shining a light on us. That’s why this lamp is David. He’s always with me then. He’s my light.”

I almost break at those words. But I just help the kid get up and put my hand on his shoulder. “Here, let me walk you home.”

_ _ _

Les opens the door to the apartment and we both walk inside. I meet his family, his mother, his pop and his sister. They invite me to have dinner with them and I kindly agree. I notice Mr. Jacobs arm and realize why Les is working. Golly, this family has had trouble. I tell them how great Les is at sellin’ and they smile. But they keep asking questions with their eyes. I know what they are wondering but I can’t tell them yet. 

After Mrs. Jacobs takes Les to bed, Mr. Jacobs looks at me. “How did he really do today? What did he tell you?”

“He told me about the lamp. About David. I’m real sorry.”

He nods, a distance look in his eyes. “We all miss him so much.” He picks up a picture from the table and hands it to me. “This is David.”

I stare at it for a minute, look at his smiling face, his shining eyes. A life perhaps gone too soon. 

Mrs. Jacobs joins us then. “It’s been a difficult month for us. Les’ been having such a tough time dealing with it all. I don’t know what else we can do. He is attached to that lamp, just like he was attached to his brother. We haven’t had any closure.”

She looks at me, “Thank you for looking after him.”

“I’m happy to oblige ma’am. I’ll help anyway I can. Tell Les I’ll see him tomorrow.”

As I exit the apartment and start to walk back to lodge, I’m surprised at the tears that are forming in my eyes. I never knew David Jacobs, but I am sadden that I hadn’t gotten the chance to. 

- - -

I’m walking through the gates the next morning to buy my papes when Les runs up to me, with the lamp still in his hand like the day before. It’s strange how much can change in just 24 hours, but now I understand it more. I ruffle his hair but that is when I notice all the other guys are just standing around. Without papes.

“What’s going on?”

Blink’s yelling, “They jacked up the prices Jack!”

I hear Skittery complaining, “This will ruin me!”

I walk up to the counter and stare at Weasel. “Is this some kind of a joke? Why the jack up?” 

He smirks at me. “Hold your horses Cowboy. This isn’t any rodeo. It is the real deal and there is nothing you can do about it.”

I storm off and sit down on the steps. Thinking. There’s gotta to be something I can do. There’s gotta be something WE can do. 

All the guys are crowding around me, but Les pushes his way through and yells, “Give him some room! Let him think!” 

That’s when it comes to me. “Well if we don’t sell papes, nobody sells papes. Nobody sells papes until they put the price back where it was!”

There is a moment of complete silence. Does anyone understand?

“You mean, like a strike?” I look over at the kid. “That’s what David would say. He always had good ideas like that. ”

I nod at Les. “Yeah, yeah like a strike. That’s a good idea.”

All the guys are shaking their heads and yelling that’s it a crazy idea.

But it’s not. I’m gonna strike. And I’m gonna do it for us. I’m going to do it for Les. I’m going to do it for David. I just don’t know how yet. 

I get up and start leading the Newsies towards the square. I look at Les. “What would Dave say next?”

He thinks for a moment. “He woulda said that we can’t let them think we are nothing. We ain’t!”

I yell this to the others. The newsies agree.

I look back at Les. “Ok, what else? Tell us what Dave would want us to do.”

He’s silent, until he remembers something. “Wait! He was talkin’ bout unions once! I thought he was sayin’ onions but he explained it to me. We could be a union right? The Newsboys Union!” 

Everyone agrees. David would be the light to spark this revolution. And the strike began.

- - - 

It had been a long haul. But several days later we actually did it. A crowd of striking children was roaring in the square and Pulitzer finally noticed our power. I asked Les if I could take our light with me to negotiate and he agreed. When I got to his office, I set the lamp on the table. I showed it to Pulitzer. I called him out for his stupidity of holding out on us. He didn’t have the power. We did. And we won. 

After that it became a blur. I thought about going to Santa Fe but I couldn’t leave anymore. I had a family here. I had friends here. Something that Santa Fe didn’t have. We all went back to sellin’ papes and fell into a routine again. 

One night I was walking back to the lodge from the Jacobs’ when I almost tripped over a form awkwardly strung out on the street. But something was familiar about him. I turned the guy around and gasped when I saw his face.

It couldn’t be. Could it?

I had never known David Jacobs. I had never seen him in person. I had never spoken to him. I had only seen his picture. All I knew was that he was supposed dead. But I knew this was David Jacobs. 

Since the strike, I believed in miracles. I believed in dreams. I believed in possibilities. But a guy coming back to life? Isn’t that impossible?

- - - 

I shake the boy, and he stirs. His eyelids pop open and I notice they are blue. This HAS to be him. I pull him up and hug the life out of him.

“David!" 

He tries to pull away. “Do I KNOW you?” 

I start laughing, laughing so hard I’m almost crying. 

"No, no you don’t." 

He shakes my arms off him and glares at me. He is just like Les described him. 

"I’m Jack Kelly.”

“Is that name supposed to mean something to me?”

“It will, pal. I know your family.”

You do? I-I-I’ve been trying to get home. But my head is a little fuzzy. I don’t remember what happened.”

“You’ve been missing for awhile. They think you’re dead.”

“WHAT? That’s impossible!”

I chuckle again. “No, Dave, nothing’s impossible. Not anymore.”

He squirms, “Let me go, I gotta go find them. I gotta go now!”

I haul him up, and swing my arm around his shoulder. “Here, you’re real close. I’ll walk you there.”

- - -

I leave David leaning against the wall in the hallway. “Wait here.”

I knock at the front door and it swings open. Mrs. Jacobs is standing there. 

“Jack? Why are you knocking? Did you forget something?”

“No-o-o, no. Actually I found something of yours.”

I swallow nervously. 

“Pardon?”

I pull Dave towards me until he is in her view. She gasps. 

DAVID!?

That’s when they all come runnin’. Les sees his brother and drops the lamp, but this is the one time he doesn’t care. He doesn’t need it anymore. 

He’s got the real thing. 

_ _ _

I found a light in my new pal, Davey. Because sometimes there is darkness in life, but there is always hope. Anything can happen. The odds can be overcome. The giants can be slayed. The lost can be found. 

Our light came back to us.

glyndwrr  asked:

I like grew up in an Olympic sports fam so I am so down for Olympics AU holy shit!!¡¡! ok ok but like Ronan being a tennis player and Adam being ball boy just gave me an additional 5 years to my life. and like gansey rowing (duh yeah we all agree), but like Blue. omg. she could do so many. my first thought was badminton or rugby idk why. BUT pls consider beach volleyball with her partner Helen!! and they just fucking rule the court in their cute ass sports bikinis and blue's strong thighs omg.

OR Adam being a swimmer??! (I’ve been a comp. swimmer for 13 years I could add so much to this) cause like swimmers are so lean and strong and tan and have crazy abs and thigh muscles???? like can u imagine Ronan lynch tho, sign me the FUCK up. I just ugh, Ronan (and I) live for those tiny speedos that Adam would have to wear to be fast and can you imagine Adam after a race, dripping wet and with his face all flushed and those little goggle rings around his eyes. Ronan is Dead™

Omg Blue and Helen as volleyball partners, slaying on the court and kissing in the locker room (they’re so gay) BLUE’S STRONG THIGHS ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Helen massaging them after a tough day then just kissing them, dragging her bottom lip up over her warm skin and teasing her with the slightest graze of her teeth….. it’s heating up in the Olympic village.

Ok Adam Parrish as a swimmer…. YES thank you for putting this image in my head. He’s got the perfect build for it and he’d be so committed and focused. Ronan would just have no hope really. Can we also talk about Adam in training? And Ronan sitting at the end of the pool dangling his feet in, holding a stopwatch and timing Adam as he does lengths. Then when Adam gets out, he’s ready with a towel and wraps him up in it and kisses his flushed cheeks (he may also refer to him as “my little fucking champion” but you didn’t hear that from me)

trc amusement park headcanons
  • ronan LOVES rides and he and blue drag gansey on everything bc gansey is a fucking wimp
  • noah appears out of nowhere in the haunted house and scares the shit out of all of them
  • blue and ronan wait in the line to get in the front car of every roller coaster so gansey, adam, and noah get to ride the roller coaster like 5 times bc they’re not waiting for the front car
  • RONAN AND ADAM IN THE TUNNEL OF LOVE 
  • like they’re holding hands and adam isn’t super comfy being out yet and ronan has to maintain his ‘tough exterior’ but they both want to go one but no one will say so
  • ronan’s like “im too tough to go in there” but he’s a BABY BIRD CUDDLING BABY MOUSE HOLDING SUCKER so adam just kinda tugs his hand toward the tunnel
  • COTTON CANDY SHARING BETWEEN RONAN AND ADAM and noah just like sighing bc he cant eat any and its such a noah food
  • RONAN WINNING BLUE A GIANT POLAR BEAR THAT’S BIGGER THAN HER AND SHE CANT EVEN CARRY IT
  • SO YOU SEE PUNKASS RONAN LYNCH CARRYING A GIANT STUFFED BEAR AROUND AND GLARING AT EVERYONE WHO GIVES HIM WEIRD LOOKS
  • and noah’s like “dude i want one” so ronan wins one for him why is ronan so great at these games???
  • and blue walks next to ronan holding the bears hand but also ganseys
  • “hello yes these five are my boyfriends counting the bear and the dead kid”
  • “shut it maggot im not ur boyfriend”
  • “u LOOOOOVE ME YOU WON ME A BEAR”
  • noah disappears so blue goes to look for him and gansey is losing his mind
  • “JANE”
  • “I CANT FIND JANE”
  • “RONAN AND ADAM SEARCH THE PARK IM GOING TO CUSTOMER SERVICE”
  • “hello sir are you missing someone”
  • “JUST THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE”
  • “sir just tell me her name”
  • “JANE”
  • “I MEAN”
  • “JANE GANSEY”
  • “YEAH….YEAH JUST…ANNOUNCE THAT”
  • “SHE’S ABOUT THREE FEET TALL AND SHE HAS CLIPS IN HER HAIR AND HER EYES SPARKLE LIKE THE TOP OF THE CHRYSLER BUILDING”
  • and later they find her and noah in the twirly space ride
  • THE GANG ON THE TILT-A-WHIRL AND THE MODERATOR IS LIKE “u guys are gonna go on again? for the 38th time?”
  • AND RONAN IS THE LARGEST SO HE HAS TO SIT ON THE SQUISHED SIDE WHERE U GET SQUISHED AND HE SCOWLS BUT EVERY TIME ADAM SQUISHES INTO HIM RONAN KISSES HIM ON THE CHEEK
  • AND BLUE ASKS THE GUY TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THEM AND AT THE LAST SECOND GANSEY KISSES BLUE ON THE CHEEK (its totally ok i swear) AND NOAH KISSES HER ON THE OTHER CHEEK
  • AND RONAN TAKES ADAM’S WHOLE FACE IN HIS HANDS AND GIVES HIM A BIG SLOPPY KISS AND ADAM BLUSHES LIKE NO ONES BUSINESS
  • they play the water gun game and the gang secretly decides to squirt gansey instead of the target and gansey gets sOAKING WET
  • AND THEY PLAY TAG AND CHASE BLUE AROUND THE PARK!
  • and ronan is the fastest so he catches her first and throws her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and she’s like “PUT ME DOWN U GARGANTUAN” 
  • “MAKE ME, BITE SIZED”
  • and adam is off to the side smirking and so ronan puts blue down and picks him up instead and ronan struggles and adam laughs omg
  • and gansey picks up blue and bc he did crew he has good arm muscles and blue makes it super hard for him to hang onto her just so she can quip “aren’t feminists supposed to have really big muscles?”