#char; ryan

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Text @ Favorite Bodyguard.

Ry: I have been trying to lay in this bunk for 20 minutes comfortably.

Ry: But I literally cannot because my ass is still fucking sore.

Ry: You're lucky you're attractive.

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Text @ Xavier

Ry: Xavier

Ry: I need immediate help.

Ry: ASAP.

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Party Daze // Ryvier (S/T AU)

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It was Ryan’s first college party that he’d been invited to, the first party that he really ever attended to be honest; back in high school, parties only meant one thing: hooking up. And Ryan definitely wasn’t comfortable enough with his sexuality to even try to hook up with anyone from his school. Knowing his peers, rumors would spread like wildfire and that was something that Ryan wasn’t willing to risk just yet. However tonight, it’d been a blast. Ryan had actually met a few interesting people, a few were from some of his classes others were friends of friends, it was an overall good night for mingling. Ryan even met a boy and they seemed to hit it off just fine. But one drink led to two, and two led to five, and before Ryan knew it he was being carried alongside the guy that was supposed to take care of him. That wasn’t the case however, he was more sober than Ryan was -- hell, he seemed to be sober period. But Ryan was a mess, he had to hold onto the guy for support to keep him from swaying side to side and tripping over his own feet. It would be obvious to anyone that actually saw the pair together would know that Ryan was in trouble -- unfortunately for him, no one was around to stop this mess from continuing. The pair were walking through the quad of the school the guy was trying to figure out where Ryan’s dorm was since Ryan just couldn’t be taken back to the other guy’s. Wouldn’t want it to be evident that Ryan had been taken advantage of. Ryan was laughing and swaying and pointing at buildings where he kept repeating, “I think it’s this one.” 

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disposable.

@xaviknox

It’d been a long night for Ryan -- his manic episode was seeping to the surface which meant for Ryan he was going to be up at all hours of the night just trying to find something to occupy his mind enough that he’d eventually tire himself out. It wasn’t a good night sleep that was for certain -- even with his boyfriend there in his bed. During the night Ryan counted at least ten times that he got up from bed and just paced around his apartment going absolutely mad, and he wouldn’t dare wake Xavier, not when the man worked the entire day fixing up his shop and getting things in order, Ryan had worked on his mural and working nearly the same hours as Xavier he knew how exhausted he actually was. Ryan found himself finally settling in bed as the sun started to peek through his blinds, he was mentally exhausted from fighting with his mind all night when all he wanted to do was cuddle up to his boyfriend and sleep. Around seven in the morning, Ryan curled up next to the older man, peppering his shoulder with the lightest of pecks before he drifted off into a slumber. It was about an hour after Ryan had finally gotten to sleep that he was being woken up again by the sound of a phone buzzing, it wasn’t his and rather than being a sneak and seeing who was calling his boyfriend this early -- and because he was actually too fucking tired to actually function at the moment -- Ryan patted Xavier a few times and said, “Baby, your phone’s goin’ off.” His voice hoarse, deep and you could just hear how fucking tired he was.

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i can never do anything right can i !? | ryvier o’callaknox

The night had been going pretty well Xavier and Ryan were out on the town just wandering and window shopping, something domestic and just cheesy just like the pair of them. It was a nice feeling to actually go out with someone and enjoy the night without worrying where the night would lead, or if Ryan was doing an alright job at being date material or good enough for Xavier because he knew in the end things would be fine. Tonight, Ryan thought that maybe it was the night that the pair would actually do something besides over the clothes touching. After all, they’d been on nearly three dates, and that was code for the next level wasn’t it? Ryan thought so anyway. So after they got back to Ryan’s place he snuck off to his bathroom and left Xavier in the living room with his awful excuse that he needed to change into something comfortable. Little did the older man know that Ryan was going to come out in one of his lacy numbers. Black stockings covered his legs, a black laced G-string covering his ass and hugging around his crotch area rather nicely. But the look on Xavier’s face when he came out made Ryan feel like he was moving way too fast. “God,” he said and quickly made his way to his bathroom and grabbed his robe. “I can never do anything fucking right, can I?!” he shouted out as he slammed the bathroom door behind him, embarrassed more than anything. 

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MORNING AFTER / Ryvier O’Callaknox

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The party the night before had been one of Ryan’s first college parties and the outcome of it all had not been what he had expected to come in the first place. He went there hoping to wind up with some drunken guy so they could hook up, so Ryan could get his first time out of the way so he could go on to bigger things -- but that didn’t happen. Instead, Ryan went home with a sober asshole and saved by his professor. Ryan had woken up the next morning hoping to have forgotten about it all, but he didn’t, that was proven when he saw the man’s number on the food receipt next to his bed and the first thing to come from the man’s mouth when he woke up was, “Fuck.” Because being with Xavier last night had actually happened. Ryan spent at least an hour in bed trying to figure out just how stupid he must have seemed to the older man last night, he saw him vomit, heard him talk about blowjobs, and Ryan even fucking flirted with him openly. How pathetic did he actually look. After wallowing around and replaying the incident over and over again in his head, Ryan decided he needed to go to the cafeteria before it closed so he could get himself some kind of food to kick this sick feeling in his stomach. Ryan dressed in some sweats and an oversized school hoodie and made his way to the quad, and he was doing just fine by himself until he spotted Xavier walking around too. “Shit. Shit, shit, shit. SHIT,” Ryan whispered to himself as he tried dodging the man to prevent himself of further embarrassment. 

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Student & Teacher | Ryvier

@xaviknox

Ryan O’Callaghan, fresh to the states and fresh to college, and more importantly freshly out and proud of being gay. Ryan promised himself that throughout his college career he was going to make the most out of it, he was going to learn to be okay with who he was, he was going to learn that it was perfectly okay to be with a man that it was okay to love a man. He wanted to learn the heartbreaks and the good times, he wanted to learn about someone, to remember their birthday and dumb anniversaries and to have songs dedicated to one another, he just wanted it all. The man was an Art major with a minor in French, he wanted to live there one day and obviously wanted to learn all about the place and as much as he could in the time he had in school. He wanted to be the best. And that wasn’t going to happen after he’d gotten back his paper in his Anthropology course. A fucking low C? That was not going to fly in Ryan’s book -- a C was passing, barely, but it was, and he wanted to show that he could do all of the course work, that he could get it and comprehend it and fucking pass without help. “This is unacceptable!” Ryan said as he looked at it, his roommate in the dorm looking over at Ryan like he’d lost his mind with the shouting. “A C? A bloody c? I stayed up all night writing this paper!” He huffed and gathered his messenger bag, his paper and his phone and said, “I’ll be back later. This is a mistake.” Ryan left his dorm in a huff and quickly made his way down to the classroom where he knew Mr. Knox was, he saw that he had a class leaving so Ryan figured he could catch him before he left for lunch, or his next class swarmed the room. “Uh, Mr. Knox, may I speak to you about my grade?” Ryan asked as he approached the podium in the classroom.

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REALITEA / RYVIER O’CALLAKNOX

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Ryan’s tour was slowly coming to an end the young pop star had travelled all over Europe and that was just the beginning of his tour. The states would come next, and then Ryan was sure he’d be going over to Australia to have a short tour there, then who knew where he’d be going. Ryan just had one thing certain that wherever he was going he needed Xavier there with him. Throughout this trip Ryan never would have expected things between him and Xavier to turn out the way that they had. He never would have expected that every time he was around Xavier he was just aching to have the man in more ways than one, that when he was in bed late at night he could still feel Xavier inside of him and against his body even if he weren’t there. He could feel his breath along the back of his neck and his hands tangling in his long locks, his voice and moans heavy in his ears and it just made Ryan want and crave the man even more than he had before. Ryan was smitten, really. Xavier knew how to handle him, how to treat him when they were in front of people but behind closed doors he roughed Ryan up and marked him all over -- almost as if he were a completely different person when no one else was around, and Ryan adored that. They were in London tonight, Ryan was in his dressing room getting ready for his show when he thought of the man again, and he knew that Xavier was busy but he just needed to fucking see him before the show. So, Ryan took a seat in the small globe shaped chair that was in his room and pulled his phone out to send Xavier a text, with nothing more than a ‘I need you’.