This will never not be funny.
Dude has a death wish
We’re painted red to fit right in
“I like this place
and could willingly waste my time in it.”
—William Shakespeare
The holy trinity of WSJ mentor figures.
so ronan is secretly a huge one direction fan. only adam knows this
and the gangsey figure it out one summer day when they’re all packed into the pig, windows rolled down, radio on, just bein aesthetic and all that
and a 1d song comes on the radio!! and no one really notices it at first because it’s turned down and the windows are open (plus the engine is noisy af as always)
when ronan starts humming the song from the front seat
and ganseys like………. “ronan,,, do u know this song??” turning up the volume a little
ronans all like hm? no huh
and adam grins wickedly, because he knows ronan’s secret and he’s about to get exposed big time
blue sees adam smile and jumps out of her seat as far as her seatbelt will let her, arms wrapped around ronan’s headrest, and yells “yOU DO KNOW THIS SONG”
adam laughs. bc he’s evil
and noah immediately reaches forward from the middle seat and turns up the volume
ronan is hardcore GLARING at adam
of course noah loves 1D, he’s basically a part of the band, so he starts singing loudly “YEAH, WE’LL BE DOIN WHAT WE DO”
and adam joins in, making full eye contact with ronan, “JUST PRETENDIN THAT WE’RE COOL”
ronan is now sitting in the front seat with his arms crossed and he’s absolutely FUMING
and now they’re all singing the lyrics, grinning and trying to get ronan to sing along
ronan turns around to glare at them all, but he sees adam laughing and singing and his eyes are sparkling, he’s shining, and he’s happy. and ronan loosens a little
just a little
so ronan rolls his eyes, sucks it up, and yells: “and if we get together, yeah, get together, don’t let the pictures leave your phone, ohhh”
blue and gansey cheer, and gansey turns up the volume to max when the chorus comes on, and now the whole gangsey is screaming the chorus, hands sticking out of windows, wind blowing in their faces, and they’re all smiling and happy and stupid:
ronan’s shouting the song out too, and he locks eyes with a beaming adam, and ronan hasn’t felt this happy in a long time
blue is SCREECHING “tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young”
it’s just. so aesthetic. they’re all just so full of love and joy and they’re being carefree teenagers and it’s just a perfect moment
when adam’s not at college, he’s living with ronan at the barns (obviously)
so summers are pretty much bliss
when the whole gangsey isn’t over (which is often) adam and ronan just do Domestic Things together, and cooking/baking is one of them
they love baking together because they’re not even good
like they actually suck at making food. it almost always comes out inedible
they go out and buy a shit ton of baking ingredients/supplies, like just piling whatever they can find into a shopping cart, and take it back to the barns to pour it all into one bowl and stick it in the oven
they always blast music too!! but it’s one direction, because ronan is a 12 year old girl and he’s obsessed
so imagine: ronan and adam, faces and clothes smeared with cake batter (because of course making out while baking??), mixing all kinds of sugar and flour and baking powder into pots and pans and glass bowls, singing along stupidly to their favorite boy band, drunk on each other’s happiness. the sun is streaming through the windows and lighting up the whole kitchen and a light breeze is coming through the open sliding doors and it’s just perfect, they’re perfect, and they’re just living
(opal walks in, takes in the scene, and wordlessly turns around and walks out the door)
(they do this thing where they drive to the supermarket and make lists of ingredients for each other to get, and then race to see who can get all of their items first)
(once adam told ronan to get baking soda and ronan bought a huge bottle of diet coke)
(and one time adam just straight up bought bleach. who knows what he was thinking)
then they stuff everything in the oven and make out, laughing and giddy, until they smell burning and have to break apart
(adam likes to sit on the countertop so he and ronan are eye to eye, and he wraps his legs around ronan’s waist as they kiss)
one time gansey and blue make an impromptu visit (like normal,, they always just show up) and walk into the kitchen to find ingredients spilled and splattered all over the counters and cabinets, smoke pouring out of the oven and right next to it adam and ronan tangled up in each other, ronan with batter smeared across his cheek and adam, whose shirt is halfway over his head, with powdered sugar all over his hair.
(adam probably has batter on his fingers and ronan is probably licking it off. kinky)
blue bursts out laughing and gansey looks like he’s about to
adam and ronan smile wickedly—adam blushing significantly more than ronan—but ronan doesn’t back up and adam doesn’t unhook his legs from around ronan. so gansey sighs and pulls the mess of a cake out of the oven and immediately walks over to the trash can and just dumps the whole thing
ronan acts offended as they start to clean up
(adam tugs his shirt back down and ronan pouts)
(“get a room” definitely comes from blue)
(“this was our room” definitely comes from ronan)
anyways i have no self control when it comes to domestic pynch and the gangsey reacting to pynch and also just pynch in general
your favorite song
the first song you remember loving
a song that reminds you of summer
a song you haven’t heard in years
a song you can relate to
a song that reminds you of your favorite book
a song that makes you want to dance
the best song from your favorite album
a song that makes you want to cry
a song that makes you feel young
a song that means a lot to you
the last song you listened to
the last song you heard on the radio
the last cd/album you bought
a song to listen to on rainy days
a chill song
an upbeat song
a song that gets stuck in your head
your favorite song from a movie
your favorite song from a musical
a song that reminds you of the moon
a song by your favorite artist/band
a song from the year you were born
the number one song on your birthday
your favorite love song
your favorite christmas song
one song that starts with each letter of your name
two songs with the same/similar titles that you like
a cover that you like better than the original song
a song with really good lyrics
a song with an amazing beat
a song that you associate with the color yellow
your favorite song with an action in the title (jump, dance, etc.)
your favorite acoustic song
a song that motivates you
your favorite song you’ve heard live
a song that reminds you of your best friend
your favorite song from childhood
a song you always sing along to
your favorite song in a language different from your native one
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1. Professor Gadling's History 101
"... and so you see, Nan Boleyn was no 'femme fatale' homewrecking the happy Tudor household and leading the 'good' King Henry astray..."
There were snickers in the room.
"... though it makes for some pretty good stories, aye? Always love me a good bodice-ripper or that Jonathan Rhys-Meyers on the telly. He's a dish, that one." Professor Gadling leaned a bit forward, a naughty gleam in his eyes. "Though, the real King Henry was a looker when he was younger. Looked a bit like our Prince Harry, now that I think about it."
More laughter. Which was typical in Professor Gadling's classes. Iggy Pop - really, that was his name and yes, his parents loved him dearly - said, "Like, the dude's got a way with bringing all that historical stuff to life. Like he was totally there. Totally awesome, dude."
Iggy also had some of the best grades in the class, California surfer animated Pixar turtle accent and all. But the observation was accurate.
And it was also one of the reasons why Professor Gadling's history classes were booked solid every semester.
2. Nevermore
Sometimes, there was a raven on Professor Gadling's shoulder.
The first time he appeared, he was perched all nice and comfy on the professor's shoulder, looking as calm as you please, fixing the class with his beady black clever eyes.
The Professor sighed. "No, he's not me familiar. He's babysitting."
"You mean, YOU'RE babysitting him, right, Professor?"
The raven squawked in protest. Professor Gadling rolled his eyes. "He's the one doing the babysitting. I try not to pick arguments with ravens, you see. Terribly bad idea."
"Nevermore," said the raven clearly and drolly.
The class eventually learned the raven's name was Matthew.
3. There can be only one
There was a persistent rumor that someone once confronted Professor Gadling with an honest-to-God actual sword.
It happened in that secluded alleyway created by the old library and the faculty building, or so the story went.
The Professor, in atypical fashion, went, "Nope."
"There can be only one!" declared the sword-wielder, raising his weapon.
"Nope, I'm NOT that kind of immortal. You don't get to take my head, there's not going to be any ruddy lightning quick-thing whatever it is you lot call it. I'm not the droid you're looking for. Go off with you."
Apparently, Matthew the Raven helped drive whoever it was away - aside from the fact that the Professor was actually pretty good in a fight.
"Ugh, Pierson owes me THREE pints for this!"
4. Shakespeare In Love
There was a rule that got passed down from class to class.
For sheer unadulterated entertainment, get Professor Gadling to rant about William Shakespeare. Oh, he wasn't one of those who posited that the Bard never wrote his plays. Far from it.
He just absolutely had Very Specific Opinions about the man. And they were Loud, Pointed and absolutely Hilarious.
This was also good for distracting the Professor long enough to get out of any last minute homework or suprise quizzes. There was hell to pay during the next class, but it was well worth it.
"You are too harsh on dear William, sir," said the snow-pale young man in black, with the messy, rumpled hair.
The class wasn't sure how he suddenly appeared in their midst, although it felt like he'd always been there. He looked perfectly grave, absolutely serious... except for the glint of mischief in his odd dark blue eyes.
The professor crossed his arms over his chest, looking sourly at him. "He was a ruddy hack. Got a bit lucky, I'd say."
The pale young man smiled faintly. "He had a true gift that just needed a little bit of nudging."
A scoff. "Sure. Exchanged his soul for artistic immortality, Faustian bargains, deals with the Devil."
"No." The smile was still there and it was mesmerizing to see, as if this wasn't a man given much to that expression. "Just two plays, commissioned to order. What need have I for men's souls?"
"Hmph."
"Jealousy does not become you, Hob Gadling."
"Oi!"
"Uh... Professor, should we leave you two alone now? Like, this whole lover's quarrel UST thing you've got going is kinda cute, but we really don't wanna be around for the kiss-and-make-up part!"
Of course, it was Iggy Pop who just had to ruin what seemed to be the most interesting moment that had happened so far in Professor Gadling's history classes.
Someone raised a hand. "I don't mind being around for the kiss-and-make-up part!"
The class would later learn that the young man's name was apparently "Murphy."
He was also Matthew's "boss."
Any kissing and making up supposedly took place at that New Inn down the road, which also served, among other things, a delicious shepherd's pie.
- end -
NOTE: Yes, I did a Highlander reference. I couldn't resist.
promise is a poem by me. thank you if you read it ✩
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I wonder how the Six Eyes and the Star Plasma Vessel appeared on the day of the merging, if they were already killed by Kenjaku?🤔Could it be that immediately after their death, their abilities manifested themselves in other people?
they kept each other’s contact info :)