fluxscape | Watch Out for the Reincows!

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!

Threaded | Flat

Gansey still felt awkward living at the Barns. Part of him thought that he should move out even if he knew that wouldn't do anything but make Ronan stubborn or more sullen. Instead he kept to himself mostly except when Ronan dragged him away from his models and research.

Or when the cold drove him away from the room on the ground floor that had become his improvised office. Drill Bit trailed behind him, acting more like a puppy than a goat, prancing around him as he checked the house, staring in wonder at the snow and making sure everyone inside was warm and safe.

Of course, Ronan was gone. Out checking the animals, he assumed. Knowing that Ronan wouldn't think of himself, Gansey wrapped himself up in what might pass for winter gear, filled two thermal cups with coffee, and grabbed a stocking cap that belonged to one of them, knowing Ronan wouldn't bother with such a thing despite how cold he had to be. He closed the door carefully behind his pet goat, and headed out into the snow.

Following the footsteps leading away from the house, he soon found Ronan. Heard laughter that reminded him of summers at the Barns when Niall was there to spin tales for them and Aurora was there to listen to remind them to be home by dinner time. Jesus, he hadn't thought he'd hear that ever again.

Smiling as he caught sight of Ronan and he realized he'd been right about Ronan's lack of headgear, he grinned when he saw the... reincows?

They reminded Gansey of the highland cows he'd seen in his travels, but with tiny antlers. They looked like something out of a children's book. The cuteness of them delighted him. The fact that Ronan had dreamed them made his chest ache with happiness. "Did you dream up a tiny sleigh for them too?"

Everything had shifted again, but Adam was comfortably bundled up against the snow and cold. There was a lot that was weird about their new location, and he was half determined to throw himself at the mysteries so he would have something to do when he wasn't working or puzzling over his personal problems.

Things felt very festive and winter-like though, until he came within earshot of some music that was...definitely not festive. It took him a moment to realize what he was looking at and when he did he squinted at the snowmen. Catching sight of Ronan, he squinted at him, too, as he put two and two together. His first question was why but that was quickly answered with the obvious; it was Ronan.

"Do I even want to ask?"

Beast hadn't meant to wander this far onto the property. In fact, he wasn't entirely sure whose property he was even on right now. He was sure he'd passed a gate at some point. But the fresh layer of snow had buried all the scents around him, making it easy to get turned around.

He liked being out in the cold weather, completely unaffected by it covered as he was in a thick layer of fur and his cape. He was currently half-crouched next a tree, watching some animals nearby. It looks like he definitely wandered onto some sort of farm.