If an epilogue of The Later Years comes out after The Raven King and Ronan Lynch is NOT the Latin teacher at Aglionby I’m going to be super disappointed. Just imagine Ronan at thirty in front of a class of posh brats. He thinks he’s this hardass jerk that all the kids are afraid of but it turns out he’s actually a really good teacher (like his dad) and, even worse, that the posh brats actually kind of adore him, and he has no idea what to do with that.
“Fuck off, they’re lame,” says Ronan, at the table in his and Adam’s dining room, aggressively writing passable at the top of his best student’s perfect quiz, and then adding a gold star.
Adam says “sure, yeah,” in that way that means he thinks Ronan is full of shit.
“I hate them,” says Ronan, filling out the form to volunteer as a chaperone on the sophomore trip to Rome.
“Right,” says Adam, patting the top of his head.
“Education is a farce,” Ronan whispers, up for four days straight writing letters of recommendation to colleges.
Adam is asleep, but his mouth breathing agrees.
“This fucking job is the fucking worst,” says Ronan, half-glum and half-proud as he watches the seniors who won’t be back next year graduate.
“Yeah,” Adam says, nudging Ronan’s shoulder with his own, unbearably fond. “The worst.”
i can’t get over flustered ronan
- ronan talkin all casual when adam accidentally brushes against him and suddenly he is a stuttering mess and stumbling all over his words
- ronan feeling adam looking at him and picking at his fingernails to try to ignore his increased heart rate and warm cheeks
- adam’s leg touching his when they’re the pig and he can’t move away because he’s squashed against noah on the other side. he turns his face away so adam can’t see how pink his cheeks are and his fists are clenched on his knees. noah smirks at him
- adam dozes off at nino’s one night and he ends up leaning on ronan’s shoulder and ronan is Screaming internally whilst trying to keep a straight face. he is blushing profusely and staring down the wall in front of him
- ronan lying on the floor at st agnes not asleep whilst adam is. adam moves in his sleep and his hand falls off the bed right in front of ronan’s face. ronan is definitely not thinking about holding it
#bUT BLUE THO #IT WOULD BE HER FAVORITE TIME #LIKE NOAH AND BLUE WOULD SHARE LOOKS W/ EACH OTHER #AND SOMETIMES IF BLUE WAS IN THE MOOD SHE’D BE LIKE ‘LYNCH WHAT’S THAT ON YOUR FACE???’ #AND NOAH WOULD SNORT SO LOUD #AND RONAN WOULD GET SO MAD AND RED
Imagine Blue dragging the boys to a flea market and she and Noah disappear and Adam is trying not to make it obvious he knows his way around and Gansey and Ronan have found a table of lamps.
Gansey says “Do you think we should get one for Monmouth? It gets dark sometimes.”
and Ronan says “No.”
“But they’re nice! Aren’t they nice?”
“I don’t like lamps,” Ronan says, thinking of Blue and her dress and everything he hasn’t said out loud yet.
“Well that seems silly,” Gansey says, frowning. “What did lamps ever do to you?”
“Nothing. Lamps DO nothing for me.”
“Lamps give us light Ronan.”
“I’m gay.”
“Well that’s not the lamp’s fault.”
I have now drawn part 3 of chapter 34 of The Dream Thieves.
im glad that we, as a fandom, are beginning to acknowledge the fact that ronan lynch is a meme-loving fuck

And Ronan was everything that was left: molten eyes and a smile made for war