Summary: Adam Parrish never planned to make a deal with the devil in the summer of his Junior year of high school. Break the heart of Aglionby’s most notorious bad boy, Ronan Lynch, at the End of Summer Party in exchange for five grand and a date with the girl he’s been pining over since Freshman year. What could go wrong?
“Ronan says “I Love You” before Adam does. Adam has a hard time saying it back, to his surprise. With a past like his, will he ever be able to?‘
“And yet, when Ronan uttered the words to him as they laid in the open field at the Barns, surrounded by the silent dream cattle, watching the fireflies brewing their magic in the long grass like a universe of tiny suns, Adam could only stare up. Ronan wasn’t looking at him. And yet, Adam could feel Ronan’s eyes on him all the same. His gnashing teeth, his rough hands that ran with surprising tenderness down Adam’s body, his knife-sharp eyes, his quirking, unrelenting smile. Adam felt Ronan all at once because Ronan didn’t know how to exist except all at once. He was everything all the time. And that was one of the many reasons Adam loved him back. And still, he could not say the words back.”
being adam parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. he was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. the most important thing to adam parrish, though, had always been free will, the ability to be his own master.
this was the important thing. it had always been the important thing.
Did anyone ask me for more vague Adam Parrish hand drawings? No. Will I ever stop making them? Also no.
[ID: a digital painting of a hand lain flat with the palm facing the viewer. In the center of the palm is an open eye. The iris is nearly splitting, like a cell dividing. Wrapped around the hand and between the fingers is a vine of leaves. END ID]
[ID: A colored pencil style drawing of Adam Parrish wearing a dark blue denim jacket and holding a vintage motorcycle helmet under one arm. He is looking off to the side and smiling slightly. End ID]
Consistent art style? I don’t know her. All jokes aside, I’m actually super happy with how this piece turned out! It’s pretty far off from how I usually draw but I really like it.
Commissions open! PM me for details!
[ID: a color pencil styled digital drawing of a pair of hands reaching upwards. Floating between the hands is a small glass jar labeled “manibus”. END ID]
