voltage-a-rooney

i decided to relocate because it was overwhelming to come back to this blog and a fresh start felt right. i have most of the same muses and a few new ones over at my new blog, @killforcxndy 

there were few things as certain as this: ronan was gansey’s. it was such a fundamental truth that ronan doubted anyone in the world needed a reminder. and yet, here it was, setting off fireworks in ronan’s chest, starting wildfires where gansey’s skin met his. because with this simple statement came the confirmation he never got tired of hearing: gansey was ronan’s too. devotion that went both ways.

There was a huff of frustration as the woman regained her balance.However, all the flyers that she had in her hand had dropped. Some fluttering down the street, some fell into a damn puddle, and the rest were spread out at her feet. She all but acknowledged his concern as green eyes pierce through him. “Are you serious?” Each word was accentuated as she rushes to grab the rest of the flyers. This day just seems to be getting shittier by the second as she crouches down to pick up the papers before the rest of them fly off. 

“Next time you might want to look in front of you instead of looking in five different directions.” 

          ❛  WELL…  ❜  there’s a long  ,  long pause.  ❛  …what a relief.  ❜  she sighed  ,  still smiling.  the insides of the raven-haired females cheeks are gnawed upon  ,  in an attempt to keep ‘em from turning any sort of shade.  ❛  BUT…  ❜  voice soft.  god  ,  liv rooney does something to audrey jensen.  ❛  yeah  ,  you can.  ❜  she says  ,  then  ,  ❛  if  ———  if you still want to  ,  that is.  ❜