Gah. How do you manage to go from deep, pretty metaphors to fluff so sweet it rots your teeth to smolderingly hot sex so seamlessly? And the little girl just made it that much more adorable 
December 24th, 2012 at 09:54pm
THIS WAS JUST EVERYTHING PERFECT IN THE WORLD I HAVE ALL THE TEARS AND HUGS AND RYDEN When I read the name Tracy I was all
This is just perfect. The progression, Ryan continuing to sleep on the couch, the bb. Ugh. WHY ARE YOU SO PERFECT. WHY IS THIS SO PERFECT. WHY IS LIFE SO PERFECT.
He hasn’t seen Ryan in the sunlight for a very long time. He’d forgotten how light his hair goes in the sun. He’d forgotten what Ryan’s eyes looked like open So so stunning I don't even know how to express it. Ngf.
Brendon had held Ryan’s hand across their small dining table throughout their meal. I adore this image. MY HEART. My heart.
“We’ll have to be quiet,” he whispers. Ryan kisses him slowly, tongue grazing his lips teasingly. I love you for giving this to me
It's all I wanted 
Like that day he took Tracy out with Jon and Spencer and their son, and all he felt were eyes judging him as ‘father’. Alice
ALICE. (I'm pretending Jon and Spin's son is Noah from Helen's fic ) My Ryan. My poor Ryan Gooseberry-flavoured lube
“Go on then. Tomorrow we’ll go for longer.” OH HELLO FEELS. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN DURING THE ANGST.
The smut was beautiful
Definitely not fucking.(Although Ryan’s hands press down on Brendon’s chest is freaking hot omg dying -- you take control Ryan. You do that
)Ugh. Just. Yes. All the yes. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GIRL. God.
