#pynch fanfiction
Nightcall - Chapter 5
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary: “It’s not the same. Everyone’s situation is unique and all but like…I think I understand what you’re feeling, but like….you know what Kavinsky did was bad to you, right?”
“It’s not like I stopped him, or whatever.” And Ronan felt as if he coughed up something black and rancid that had been jammed in his throat since he took that beer from Kavinsky. “Look, if you suck at driving you’ll spin out and fucking crash. I’m not gonna blame the fucking car for that.”
If Noah had a still beating heart, Ronan was sure it would’ve stopped. All that was left of him was a stardust shape of a boy before he shook his head to bring back all the color he could muster.
“Holy shit, Ronan, no. It’s like, not even a good comparison. Like, at all.”
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Nightcall - Chapter 5
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary: “It’s not the same. Everyone’s situation is unique and all but like…I think I understand what you’re feeling, but like….you know what Kavinsky did was bad to you, right?”
“It’s not like I stopped him, or whatever.” And Ronan felt as if he coughed up something black and rancid that had been jammed in his throat since he took that beer from Kavinsky. “Look, if you suck at driving you’ll spin out and fucking crash. I’m not gonna blame the fucking car for that.”
If Noah had a still beating heart, Ronan was sure it would’ve stopped. All that was left of him was a stardust shape of a boy before he shook his head to bring back all the color he could muster.
“Holy shit, Ronan, no. It’s like, not even a good comparison. Like, at all.”
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Nightcall - Chapter 3
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary:“I’ve survived worse,” Ronan’s words were reed thin, hollow and wind whipped. Adam wondered what government approved shrink bought that and didn’t want to think about what the price tag looked like.
“That’s not the point, Ronan. That’s no good reason to go out getting yourself hurt.”
Ronan huffed as their food arrived. The waitress brought a pitcher of lemonade, and their silence choked him through the excruciating slowly passing seconds as his glass was refilled. Ronan turned his head away so he didn’t have to look at either of them, and Adam caught a glimpse of little grape marks scattered on his neck, cut by the talons of his tattoo.
“Why do you do it?”
This chapter has a DATE in it so idk guys might be worth a look imo :P
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Nightcall - Chapter 3
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary:“I’ve survived worse,” Ronan’s words were reed thin, hollow and wind whipped. Adam wondered what government approved shrink bought that and didn’t want to think about what the price tag looked like.
“That’s not the point, Ronan. That’s no good reason to go out getting yourself hurt.”
Ronan huffed as their food arrived. The waitress brought a pitcher of lemonade, and their silence choked him through the excruciating slowly passing seconds as his glass was refilled. Ronan turned his head away so he didn’t have to look at either of them, and Adam caught a glimpse of little grape marks scattered on his neck, cut by the talons of his tattoo.
“Why do you do it?”
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Nightcall - Chapter 2
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary: “Is…he okay, Adam?” Gansey asked, voice hoarse with boyish uncertainty that only existed behind locked doors and rolled up windows.
Adam winced, which in turn made himself mimic the face out of empathy. Gansey knew Adam understood what he meant by ‘okay’. Ronan often said he was ‘fine’ . But a Ronan fine meant he was upright, his car ran, and he had all his organs still inside his body. He had a baseline insurance policy on himself that didn’t cover cracks or dents or mental trauma.
“I dunno, Gansey.” Adam slumped in his seat, matching Gansey shot for shot in vulnerability.
“Kavinsky did it.”
“I know,” Gansey said.
(fun fact! That beautiful Aglionby patch is from an Etsy shop! I had to pick one up for myself because I was in love with it. )
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Nightcall - Chapter 1
Pairing:Ronan/Adam
Rating:Mature
Summary: There were two universal truths to Ronan Lynch - He hated his phone, and he couldn’t fucking sleep. Kavinsky took advantage of both of those things. And after 2 or 6 beers fighting with Kavinsky was fun, and racing him sounded like more fun. He was high on adrenaline and moving so fast he didn’t see the warning signs.
Ronan didn’t think. He grabbed his keys, and he drove.
reblog because im not only proud of the story, but my graphic is NEAT
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Nothing Like a Love Song - Chapter 10
Why wasn’t Ronan running? He looked wide-eyed at the other man.
Ronan asked, “Do you trust me?”
Despite everything, even at a time like this, Adam was impossibly glad that he wasn’t alone. Not only that he wasn’t alone, but that it was Ronan Lynch who was here with him.
“I—yes.”
“Good,” Ronan murmured. He grabbed a fistful of Adam’s shirt at the waist and reeled him in for a kiss.
Adam reared back slightly, horrified.
“What the fuck, Ronan! He’ll think—”
“I know. It’s what I want him to think.”
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I forgot to share this here But here’s the fic I wrote for briqhtjay for @trcholidayexchange
Ship: Pynch
Word count: 4k
Summary: The aftermath of Adam’s sacrifice in trb
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“I sacrifice myself.”
Adam’s words kept echoing in Ronan’s ears. Even when Gansey and Adam started arguing, Ronan couldn’t completely comprehend what they were saying, his eyes flickering around the forest in fear of something happening again.
The horror of everything was still so fresh; Whelk raising the gun at Adam, the herd of creatures running across, and then the vision in the nightmare tree: Whelk standing with the gun while Adam laid lifelessly on the forest floor, and then it was Gansey, and then it was Noah-
Gansey and Adam’s stopped arguing when Blue said they should leave. She was right. They had no idea how long cabeswater would stay relatively calm.
What the fuck had Adam done, sacrificing himself? They had no idea what could happen to him.
Gansey glanced at Adam again, his face pained, before he nodded and left with Blue. Ronan also turned to walk, but then he realised Adam wasn’t following. He opened his mouth to snap at him but before he could, he noticed that Adam had taken a step forward and was now staring at the edge of the pentagram with barely concealed fear.
Fuck.
