A Dangerous Face and an Almost Illegal Taste - Comments

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And thanks for the typo correction<3

“What the—“ Spencer spun around, following Brendon’s line of site. He’d lost seven hands in a row and Brendon sucked at poker. Ryan started giggling. “Fucker.”

I quoted that for two reasons. A) It was my favourite part. B) And shouldn't that be 'sight'?

xD

YEY! I only just noticed I was comment 69! LMAO
I love 69.
It's my favourite number. For obvious reasons. Plus both numbers are multiples of 3 and 3...

is a magic number. LMAO How terribly cliche! xD

Cliches are good.

Poor Ryan.
Can't even talk to his friends.

Yey for Mikey trying to knock some damn decency into his brother. But also, ney, because if Mikey intervened too much, Gerard might get cold feet and then there'd be no action. Which would suck. xD

Also, I am perfectly aware that I spell both yay and nay wrong. Every time I write them. xD

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Good.
I was really worried because I ended up losing the paper I wrote the bus segment on and was extremely pissed that I had to rewrite it. It wasn't as good as the original.
>.<

Every time I read an update I try to write but it always seems like crap compared to this. I don't think that's very helpful, but just saying that it's really good and I wish I had just little of your talent. It doesn't even matter that it's been a week and a half, it was well worth the wait.

I was just thinking about this story. And voila, it was updated. I can't even start to go into what I like so much about this story. Every part of it. There are so many conflicts, some big and some small, that come together to make this fantastic story. You are doing a really good job with this.

It's only been like a week and a half. [/sarcasm]

Updated!

Happy reading.

xoxox
-Dru

I loved it.
It's very discriptive.
I really did like the trailor.

It's very descriptive and I like stories that way. It also has some humour in it. You are such a good writer and I envy you with all the others.:D By the way, I really liked the trailer.

in lack of a better word i will say brilliant, but it comes really short to actually describe the greatness of this story


EDIT: Page claim! yes!!

The Way:

Um... I just reread this and...(no, not just for THE scene)...

I saw a mention of apple shampoo. Does that have any connection to lyrical_mess' apple-fics or... I'm just delusional?

Btw, I must repeat: the part with the wrist-touching, the proximity of the faces, the touches of skin... It was... woah. I felt Gerard's fingernail drag along my cheek. Haha.

How rude of him.
-giggles-
Yeah, it was kinda subtle ode to her story.
I needed a scent for shampoo and I was like... APPLES.
I wondered if anyone would catch that...

Um... I just reread this and...(no, not just for THE scene)...

I saw a mention of apple shampoo. Does that have any connection to lyrical_mess' apple-fics or... I'm just delusional?

Btw, I must repeat: the part with the wrist-touching, the proximity of the faces, the touches of skin... It was... woah. I felt Gerard's fingernail drag along my cheek. Haha.

Druscilla, I just watched the trailer for this. Like always, you did an amazing job. I had just finished watching Oblivion, because I love that video so much and I haven't watched it in a while, when I remembered I still needed to watch this one. I don't know how you do it. I really don't. I love so many of your videos. This is just another one on the list. You did really good with it. It made me happy.

I've told you before that I don't read many fanfics, but yours I enjoy. It wasn't some cliche story with the same story line. Originality makes me smile. xD The descriptions held my attention, and kept me reading 'til the end.
It's was basically flawless - just like all your work.

I've started Part Six.
Not much yet.
But I'm working on this, Dead End Kids, and a Ryan Ross eating disorder story all at the same time.
Plus I think I got an update idea for Room 242 last night.
I'd say it's annoying, but it's one of the best things to happen to me in awhile.
<333

Druuuuu -whines- I want morrrrrrrrrre

Ohh... crap.

It wasn't even two-way smut, and it was one of the best I've ever read. Oh, shite.

But, still, Ryan expected the older man to look just as flawless as he had at the beginning of the first song. He almost blushed at how pathetic he sounded in his head.

I noticed this line. Dunno why. There's something about it...


Even. As if it were a debt to pay off. As if Gerard were in debt to him. As if, Ross. The boy’s breathing hitched as Gerard’s eyes held tightly to his. You’re so pathetic. Le Pathetique. It would have been a great song title, but Ryan never wrote about himself. Sure, he wrote about things that had happened to him, his thoughts thickly laced in metaphors. But not solely about himself, not for songs. There was a difference, after all, between being exposed and being nude.

Le Pathetique! Brilliant. :D I also like the last line of this. Only you could have said something so obvious but unnoticed in such perfect wording.

Gerard knew he wasn’t and Ryan knew that Gerard knew that. “I’m fine.” he said, voice barely a whisper. He stifled a whimper when the pressure on his wrist increased, feigning calmness. His teeth let go of his bottom lip. Gerard’s fingernail scraped across Ryan’s skin as the boy’s lips parted softly, breathing arduous. He knew Gerard could feel the hammering pulse in his wrist, knew his eyes must have been drenched in need, knew that he was nearly hard just from this simple touch.

This made MY breath hitch. The gentless, the tension, the innuendo... it was like moving in slow-motion, and it was so wonderfully descriptive that way. Wooh.

Then... the jerking off part. The fantasy was so... it made me burst into song: Oh, Gerard... Gerard, you make my heart burn... Gah. Just so... uhn. I can't explain it. Wow. Woohoo. Gah.



Ryan had been having trouble with lyrics lately. He hadn’t said anything, but everyone knew and he knew everyone knew. The topic was gracefully avoided at all costs. Listening to Ryan’s reaction at being confronted about writer’s block once was more than enough for anyone. Nobody wants to see a nineteen year old boy crying silently in a corner because ‘the pen works, but the poet doesn’t’. That was how Pete had explained it to the other three, who didn’t understand because how could they. So now matters of lyrics—or rather lack of—and writer’s block weren’t mentioned.

You said it, for writers everywhere. Discussed our worst enemy in the most relateable way possible. No one else can understand... and I loved how you used the lyric.

Probably one of my fave chapters. I like chapter three too. :D Currently listening to '...Esteban', because of you and Fish. :P

Ahhh, I'm Sorry.
I Haven't Commented On This Story Since It First Came Out.
Its Flipping Brilliant By The Way,
I Check It Every Day xDD
Please, More When You Can.
Its Addicting.

This is turning out to be a really great story.

DAMN. That was an excellent chapter. I fully understand Ryan's torment....a little too well......

I think this was my favourite chapter so far.
Not because it contained self-administered hand sex, or anything.
No, because it showed the way Gerard is affecting Ryan.
He's making him hate him and masturbate over him at the same time.
He's good at what he's doing.
GERARD not Ryan.
My god, I really am making myself sound like a pervert.
When I'm totally not.

Really liked it.
I love your writing so very much.