Feb 18, 2013
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foundstrengthinpain replied to your post: foundstrengthinpain replied to your post: lexi...
Oh gOD I REMEMBER THIS
OMFG
YES
THIS BRINGS BACK SUCH GOOD MEMORIES
foundstrengthinpain replied to your post: lexi lets team up and shoot our ryan lazer beams...
don’t act like you don’t like it [/shakes ass]
Stuck on classic coke || Ryan & Brendon (AU)
This was the third time this week Ryan had been out on the town. Downing bottle after bottle and getting higher than the heavens on all the class A's, anyone would think Ryan was pretty much dead. He felt numb, of course, but dead would be stretching it. Yet, he was famous. The famous got away with all this crap, it's part of their repertoire, and don't the paparazzi love it!
'The last one,' Ryan promised himself as he stumbled through the doors of a bar, 'Last one then you're out for the count, Ryan.' As he sat down at the bar, the man behind it gave him a curious look. The look that read; 'I know you, what are you doing here?' Ryan just threw a drunken smile at the other, his glassy eyes still shining despite the poor lighting, "Just a beer will do." Without words, the bartender got to Ryan's request, the beer within the male's hands in mere seconds. "Put my drinks on a tab," He began, turning to the stage, "I'll get my manager to pay it later."
Soon enough, the performer came on stage, carrying an acoustic guitar and a bottle of water. 'Typical, always water...' He thought to himself, shaking his head. 'And there I was, always taking booze on stage.' Taking a mouthful from the bottle, Ryan leaned back against the wood of the counter, listening as the male on stage started tuning and, finally, beginning to play.
Ryan wasn't sure what struck him first; the male's voice or those eyes. Brown pools of emotion was one soppy way to describe them, and Ryan sure was lost within them. But Ryan was here to focus on his voice. God, could he hit some high notes. Once the performer had finished his set, Ryan was straight up onto his feet and walking over to the other male, a fresh bottle of beer in his hand. "Good show." He smiled, handing the man the bottle of beer before taking a mouthful from his own. "Ryan Ross, by the way, not that you didn't know that, obviously."
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The gift of memories || Ryan & Brendon (M!A)
Waking up in a stranger's bed was something Ryan certainly wasn't used to. He sat up, rubbing the side of his head as he looked around the unfamiliar room. With furrowed brows and a heavily beating heart, Ryan practically jumped out from underneath the sheets, landing on the floor with a loud 'thump!'. He had no idea what to do, and was extremely relieved to find out the apartment was empty. After finding some clothes and getting washed and dressed in a stranger's building, Ryan made his way out, scared for what had happened the night before, and why he couldn't remember anything.
Well, that was an exaggeration. The last thing Ryan could really remember was fighting with Spencer... but how the hell did he end up here? He certainly wasn't old enough to drink yet, and he definitely had no way of transport apart from his feet. Running a hand through his hair, Ryan just walked straight ahead, hoping to find out just exactly where he was. Maybe find a phone and call Spencer to get his parents to come and pick him up; take him home.
He reached the main city within ten or so minutes, looking as lost as a puppy at this point. "Fuck..." He muttered under his breath, swallowing in order to keep his cool. How the hell had he gotten from Vegas to New York in one night he'd never know, and how he'd ended up in a stranger's bed too. Oh God, what if he'd-. Ryan shook his head, groaning a little too loudly, earning him odd looks from the passers-by as he sat down on the bench just to the left of him. The male just continued to curse under his breath, head in his hands and elbows on his knees. He wanted to curl up, close his eyes and be back home, but this felt all to real. This was not a dream, and he knew for sure that he was lost.
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Updating the relationships, and Adding Ann, Brendon, changing Luc, Sebastian, and the Doctor.
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT FOR THE TUMBLR FAMILY!
Our lovely Gerard-mun (Bells) no longer has internet and, therefore, will not be on until further notice! [/Cries] I don't know how long she'll be away for, but I'm not sure I follow/know all the people she roleplays with, so if anyone else can let others know, that'd be brilliant and a big help!
Let's pray her internet returns soon! sdflkdhgfjkghl
Qwert out!