“You really didn't see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was the trick, wasn't it? Everyone had their disappointment and their baggage; only, some people carried it in their inside pockets and not on their backs.” ― Maggie Stiefvater
❦ Kynndra ❦ 16 ❦ USA ❦ Canadian ❦
Multi-Fandom & Book Blog -
The Raven Cycle, The Wolves of Mercy Falls, The Maze Runner, Divergent, Chaos Walking, The Mortal Instruments, The Infernal Devices, and many other books.
Teen Wolf, the Originals, American Horror Story, The Following, The Walking Dead, Sherlock, The Vampire Diaries, and other multiple random TV shows and shit I like. Aye ;-; ♥
Daniel Sharman, Sawn Ashmore, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, and Miles Teller are my spirit people.
Nevermore - The Following
The greatest trick the devil ever played, was convincing the world he didn’t exist
i like the idea of this being circa trb, or maybe even before then? here goes!
"Ronan… Christ, Ronan. Wake up.”
Ronan slowly blinks his eyes open, the haze of his sleepy-eyed vision slowly focusing in on a face, hovering over him. Somehow he’s unafraid; his body doesn’t jerk in shock, and his fists do not defend him, as they would normally. He knows this whispering voice and the familiarity calms him, but the face… the face isn’t right.
It’s bloody, battered, bruised. It’s crying.
"Adam?" Ronan quickly sits up in his bed, completely alert now.
I’ve been all over the world. More than one country for every year that I’m alive. Europe and South America and — the highest mountains and the widest rivers and the prettiest villages. I’m not saying that to show off. I’m just saying it because I’m trying to understand how I could have been so many places and yet this is the only place that feels like home. This is the only place I belong. And because I’m trying to understand how, if I belong here, it …”
“— hurts so much,” Blue finished.
FInd the Pynch version here
So this is a masterpost of all the Rovinsky Fics posted solely to Tumblr. Almost 100% sure I’ve read all the Rovinsky on here, but in case I haven’t, please let me know.
So I decided to make a masterpost of all the fics that have solely been posted to Tumblr, since there are more than a few writers who only post on here. If you know of any Pynch writers that I haven’t mentioned here, don’t hesitate to message me.
The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read.