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Watch Out for the Reincows! | OTA

Who: Ronan Niall Lynch and YOU
What: WTF Driftcrest, gifts, bird perch, accidental dreaming, romance, friendship, dream creatures.
When: Backdated & Starting Dec 20th - 25th
Where: The Barns and anywhere around Driftcrest.
Warnings: Language, for sure. Possible intoxication. Loud music Ronan loves, but probably won't be appreciated by everyone. Will add as needed. Also, feel free to NOT watch the video for the music, it's very strange and not needed.

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WTF Driftcrest

The morning of the 20th Ronan woke up colder than he'd fallen asleep. The floor was cold, the walls, the windows were frosted around the edges, and there was a chill in the air unlike the previous nights. Snow. The Barns was covered in snow. The Pig, the BMW, Adam's motorcycle. His first thought were the animals so he dressed quickly, dragging on layers and bitching about needing to pick up some winter gear. He'd also need to light the fireplaces when he got back to the house, but first he had to check the property and barns. Chainsaw followed him out and watched over him the entire time. It was very strange to find the barns already heated and everyone inside, with the exception of Drill Bit who was with Gansey most likely. Even the adopted animals that had found refuge on his property were there.

He thought about Tobias.

Bird Perch | For Tobias

Ronan had promised Tobias a safe place to stay at The Barns and here it was fucking winter, snowing for fuck's sake, and he hadn't done anything more than make sure the upper level door was open. He needed to make sure it was dry and warm, not too much snow had gotten inside, and it was an obvious invitation to the kid. So he set to work fixing the doors with a smaller opening, a bird door for easy access, and dragging up fresh hay. He built a nesting box and filled it up. Then he dreamed an all weather wind proof lamp that would burn bright, but not set anything on fire, to hang on a hook outside the small entrance. And just because he was a nice guy he painted a small sign with Tobias's name and hung that above the opening.

When he finished he remembered just how hungry he was and headed back to the house.

Watch out for the Reincows

That's when he saw it. A trail of small foot prints. And then another trail of not so small foot prints.

"Shit."

He hadn't given his dream much thought because usually when he dreamed something accidentally it was right there in his bedroom with him. Intentional dream things were where he put them in his dreams. And he hadn't been dreaming to create anything. He'd had control over his dream. At least, that's what he thought. But he followed the foot prints out across the property, tracking the lines and patterns where his dreams had gathered and split, before continuing on. Right towards town.

The only good news: the Reincows couldn't get over the fence and there were only five. The bad news: the small army of Abominable, but adorable, snow men could squeeze right through, under, or even climb over. They were only as tall as ducks, furry like bears, but shaped like snow men. No carrots, not top hats. But they could play music

"Fuck." Ronan ran his hands over his shaved hair and laced them at the back of his head. And then he started laughing.

Merry Christmas?

It had been a few days since the world had shifted once again and a cityscape had become mountains in the distance and town right out of a movie. Driftcrest had snow, snow themed activities, and everything a snowed in town resort could possibly offer. The guys with the flamethrowers on the walls was a little creepy, but they weren't aiming fire at the citizens so Ronan had just watched them from a distance. Even weirder were the people freaking out about a curfew and warning against being outside after 8 p.m..

With all the crazy shit you'd think he'd get used to random things appearing that weren't right out of one of his dreams. But this was something he couldn't complain or worry about. in fact, he was so very fucking grateful to whoever had sent them to him.

One gift had turned out to be ALL of the letters Gansey had written to him after he'd moved back to Gotham. It was a different world, a different lifetime, but it was an experience that had given him the courage he'd need to kiss Gansey and tell him everything.

The other gift was a flower in a vase despite the flower never needing water or sunlight. A dream and a gift from someone very important to him. He'd thought he'd lost it forever and while Adam had promised to give him flowers even after he'd broken Adam's heart, Ronan had wanted this one. And here it was.

WTF Driftcrest Part 2

Ronan can be found anywhere around town so this is an open prompt and you can feel free to start a thread with cocoa, snow, ask him about the Abominable snow men playing questionable music he's trying to catch, find him in the mall, the hotel, but not the water park because he doesn't do water parks. He will need to buy some winter gear so there is clothes shopping and even gift shopping for the boys in his life. He can also be found standing around watching the walls and the guards. Good luck and have fun!

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Taking the snowman, he blinked down at it. He hadn't expected them to purr, and that definitely made it cuter.

"It's pretty obvious what you did," Adam said, giving the snowman a little pat. "No one else would end up with snowmen like this. Are all of them running around?" Did Ronan have any of them under control? Except the one in the sleigh and this one.

"All except these two." Ronan pulled out another piece of jerky and fed it to the one in the crate. The Reincow got a chunk of carrot. He rubbed her head and neck.

"Apparently, they eat almost anything, but the jerky keeps them busy for a while so no music."

He watched Adam and the little Abominable snow man for a moment before opening the crate so Adam could put it inside.

"I'm working on an idea to turn one of the barns into a permanent winter wonderland for them, but first I need to find them all."

"So we've got our hands full." It was 'we' now because Ronan's problems were Adam's problems. At least, this one was. "At least they should be easy to find." Once you were within earshot, anyway.

Bending down, he put the snowman in the crate, patting it on the head before straightening up again.

"That sounds nice. And better than a lot of alternatives."

Ronan would hate himself if something happened to them, or any of his dreamed creatures. He gave them life, he was responsible for them. So a winter wonderland to keep them happy and safe was the best he could come up with at the moment.

"We don't have to rush around town, let them have their fun first. Let's get some cocoa and start searching."

There had been no doubt in his mind Adam would come with him and help and he was happy to spend time with him. It wouldn't be the same, but it would be okay so long as the three of them were together. It would be even better if Noah could be there with them and he still hadn't figured out why Adam didn't remember Noah. Blue had remembered things Ronan couldn't wrap his head around.

Adam nodded. "You mean let them annoy people," he said, but he was teasing. Though he was pretty sure it was also true that the snowmen would annoy people with their music, he was already becoming endeared to them because they were Ronan's.

"Cocoa sounds good," he added, leaning down to rub the reincow's adorable head. The reincow was endearing by the sheer fact that it existed.

Ronan gave Adam a smirk that said it all: Fuck yes!

He gave the two snow babies another treat to work on and started towards the coffee shop, the fur family following along happily.

"What are you doing out here in the cold?" He glanced at Adam's hands, making sure they weren't cold and giving Adam trouble like he knew they did in the winter.

Adam was wearing gloves today, keeping his hands as protected from the cold as he could.

He shrugged as he fell into step next to Ronan, glancing over his shoulder at the reincow. "I was looking around," he said. By which he meant he'd been trying to do some snooping and investigating, which had turned up nothing so far. "This is the third change we've been through."

Ronan smiled a little over Adam's gloves, satisfied his hands were safe for now. There had definitely been changes, some more obvious than others. Some more painful than others. But they were together. Adam, Gansey, and himself. He looked back at their growing family.

"This one is the creepiest. And that's saying a lot considering we've met a forest who can read our thoughts." He glanced at Adam's hands again, remembering that night. "Can you still feel Cabeswater?"

"Your night terrors are pretty strong competition on the creepy scale," Adam said.

Quiet for a moment, he shook his head. It was so easy to forget how different things were until he was presented with evidence of it. "No. I haven't been able to feel Cabeswater for a while." Sometimes, he really missed the forest. It had been his first love, even if it hadn't been human.

"I know how to fight my night terrors." Not the complete truth because they had killed him more times than he could remember, but at least he knew what to expect and clearly being dead in his dreams didn't make him dead in his bed.

"I'm still trying to figure out how I can dream here. Unless it doesn't matter where I am. Maybe it has nothing to do with the ley lines. My dad went on long trips all the time." He wished, more than anything, that he could ask his dad about all of it. "When I dreamed the Pig I realized why Cabeswater had disappeared." But that was it. Dream energy, if that's what it was called.

"If you can't feel Cabeswater does that mean you're free of the deal you made?"

Adam made a quiet noise. It was still easy to sometimes forget that Ronan hadn't experienced the same things Adam had, even though it'd been made abundantly clear on multiple occasions. Of course, Ronan was still fighting the horrors; he hadn't made peace with them yet.

"I don't think you need the ley line to dream," he said. "It just makes what you do easier." The ley lines made a lot of things easier, but he knew they weren't necessary.

Biting his tongue, he took a deep breath. "I guess it does." He wasn't going to get into how Cabeswater was gone, not this time. Explaining it to Gansey before had been enough for him.

Ronan stopped at the door, hand on the handle, inhaling the cold air and side eyeing Adam with suspicious affection, "It's kind of annoying how you think you can hide things from me."

He opened the door for Adam and handed him his wallet for the cocoa.

"I'll keep watch on the kids."

This conversation wasn't over.

Was he really that obvious when he was omitting information? Sometimes he was just so tired of explaining things that had happened and being treated like a different person for the things he'd been through. Or that what he said was just his version of events.

"Okay."

Taking Ronan's wallet, Adam stepped inside to order a couple of hot cocoa, mulling things over while he waited for them. Carefully picking up the cups when his order was ready, he headed back out.

Ronan was draped over the cow rubbing his hands through it's furry coat. He smiled when Adam came out and took one of the cocoa's from him. It was good, nice and hot, burning his tongue slightly in his eagerness to taste it. He was watching Adam over the top of his cup and licked his lips after.

"Gansey has a great imagination and belief in the unbelievable. But he's not a Dreamer like I am. So it's harder for him to believe this place isn't just trying to make him happy by giving him you. You're different. Softer around the edges. More open and happier."

He took a more careful sip of his cocoa and started walking.

"I know you're holding back something because I've been watching you since the day Gansey introduced us."

Adam almost warned him that it was hot, but he had a feeling that wouldn't have stopped Ronan anyway.

He had a little trouble believing that bringing him anywhere could make someone who wasn't Ronan happy, but he wasn't about to argue on that subject. They'd already done so much arguing recently; it was on his list of things he was tired of.

Blowing gently on his cocoa, he fell into step next to Ronan. He might have been happier and more open, but he was still worried about a lot of things and that was why he kept them to himself. A handful of things had already felt like they'd been twisted around. Things that had once made him happy, things he'd been certain of.

"I only keep things from you because so much has happened. You and Gansey haven't taken it too well so far." He took a careful sip of his cocoa. "I can tell you about Cabeswater."

"Gansey will be fine. Just give him some time." Ronan bumped his arm against Adam's, careful not to spill their cocoa's. "When we got here you had lost your shit and then came home in a brand new junkmobile. Noah had saved my ass from a night terror only to disappear and leave me alone with another night terror. I dreamed a whole new Pig after killing the love of Gansey's life. Shit happens."

He worked on his cocoa, finally starting to drink it without burning his mouth, sniffling a bit from the cold, his nose turning red.

"Let's break all the time traveling rules. Tell me about Cabeswater and something I don't know about you. Yet."

Hadn't Adam been in a near-constant state of losing his shit for quite a while? It'd felt like he'd been, at least. He was also pretty sure he'd already broken all of the rules of time traveling when he'd first arrived here, but now he was going to make sure they were thoroughly broken, he guessed.

"Well, Cabeswater's gone. It doesn't exist anymore." He remembered what he'd told Gansey a long time ago, that it was up to him when he told Ronan about being destined to die, and Adam was trying not to spill those beans, but it was going to be more than a little hard. Ronan had asked about Cabeswater, after all.

And something Ronan didn't know about him yet- "And I'm psychic even without Cabeswater," he said quietly. "I thought I lost everything when it died, but I didn't."

Fuck. Ronan stopped for a moment, staring ahead at the invisible image only he could see in his mind. Cabeswater. He'd been so sure he could fix it, bring it back. He'd clearly failed. An entire magical forest that was possibly older than written history was just gone.

"Fuck." He shook his head lightly and continued walking and then stopped just as abruptly, looking at Adam. "I fucking knew it. How exactly is it different without Cabeswater?" He sipped his cocoa and started walking again. He had questions about Kavinsky and Cabeswater, how things had turned out, but he wasn't sure he was ready to hear how he fucking failed to save a sentient magical forest from being destroyed by a greedy, selfish, drug addicted asshole.

Adam shook his head a little. It wasn't Ronan's fault, but Ronan didn't know that. "I'm not as strong as I was with Cabeswater, but I can still scry." He still wasn't sure if he'd always been psychic or if Cabeswater had unlocked some kind of potential in him, but he embraced it all the same. "And I can enter your dreams," he added, watching Ronan out of the corner of his eye.

Losing Cabeswater had been like losing a part of himself, or the love and support of a close friend. Before, it was like he hadn't really lost anything at all sometimes, with Ronan at his side. But then other days he felt the loss more than some. It was hard to replace something that had been inside of his head, even if that something had been dreamed to life by Ronan.

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