#there's a pattern

Cole: *has a dead mom and estranged dad*

Kai: *parents were kidnapped and assumed dead*

Zane: *has a dead dad*

Jay: *has two loving alive parents*

The other Ninja, looking at Jay: God I wish that were me

~fifteen years later~

Frak: *has negligent dad*

Sora: *has abusive parents*

Wyldfyre: *was raised by ACTUAL DRAGONS*

Arin: *has two loving alive parents*

Me: Was he part of a secret society in his youth that has found him and threatened to kill him?

I know he looks god awful in my style but if I don't draw him or his boyfriend I will die.

Thank you @musing-and-music and @mychemicalrachel for tagging me!! 💖💖

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

Uncanny [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] Ongoing, Rated M

Adam Parrish was uncanny. 

The things that made him this way weren’t visible from the outside, and to your average person, Adam Parrish looked like anyone else from the sleepy town of Henrietta, Virginia. There was nothing special about him to write home about and he had made his peace with that.  

Adam sat at a small table in the phone/sewing/cat room of 300 Fox Way, holding a deck of tarot cards that were as elegant and delicate as he was.

Sorry You Saw... [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] Ongoing, Rated M

Adam Parrish was sure that he was going to die of mortification. The whole moment felt like it was happening in slow motion. He had been up late, working on his dissertation, minding his own business. He had his window open because he hadn’t been bothered to lower the blinds, too absorbed in his work. 

Morning Joy [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 1.1K, Rated T

Ronan woke up to the sound of his first alarm. He rolled over blearily, reaching for his phone on the bedside table and dismissed the alarm, rolling back over, and reaching out for his husband. As his arm came down on Adam’s side of the bed, he found empty space. 

Sexy Boy [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 3.7K, Rated E

Ronan Lynch was in a good mood. It was a more frequently occurring thing, unexpected every time he noticed, still surprised by the feeling. There were several contributing factors to Ronan’s good mood, the biggest one being the presence of a certain dusty haired college student. 

Second Self [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 15.1K, Rated E

Adam Lynch sat in a rocking chair settled comfortably on the wrap around porch of the old whitewashed farmhouse, a book in his hands. It felt very stereotypical of him. A man in his sixties, silver slowly making its way into his dirty blond hair, smile lines and crow's feet prominent, his expression often one of pensiveness, sitting in a rocking chair on a porch. 

Built My Life [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 11.1K, Rated E

Ronan Lynch stood in his neighbor’s field, arms crossed over his chest, staring down a cow. The cow was a member of a herd of large black beef cattle, and apparently very confused about how she had found herself in a field that was not the one she was familiar with. 

Lessons [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 986 words, Rated T

Adam had his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was one of skepticism. His fine mouth turned down in a bit of a frown, fair brows furrowed.

It didn't make him look any less handsome as he stared at Ronan, who was straddling the elegant, rough-and-ready motorcycle he'd dreamt for Adam what felt like ages ago. The expression looked at home on Adam's face.

Actions Speak Louder [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 4.2K, Rated E

Ronan slid the door of the long barn closed, done with his dreaming for the day. He looked at his phone, the screen covered in a spiderweb of cracks, but he could still read the time. Adam was going to be finishing with his shift at Boyd’s and would be back for the evening soon. 

Head Over Heels (For You) [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 6.3K, Rated E

Adam took a breath, settling into downward dog. He moved his shoulders over his hands, lifting his legs off the floor, straightening them to find his balance. He took a moment, making sure he was steady, before he moved his chest forward, gaze straight ahead, looking into his bedroom. 

A Little Bit of Love [Adam Parrish/Ronan Lynch] 1.6K, Rated M

Adam Parrish looked up at the bright blue winter sky over Boston, Massachusetts, clinging to Ronan Lynch as if his life depended on it. And in a way, it did. Ronan had his face pressed to Adam’s neck. He was warm and solid and awake . His breath ghosted against Adam’s skin and Adam had never been so grateful to be back inside his own body.