So cry baby cry baby cryyyyyyyy

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Things!

1. There have been rather a lot of new people around here lately, haven't there? Hi, you lot! I'd direct you to my intro post at the top of my journal, but it's kind of outdated, so. Introduce yourself, and things? Pleased to meet you. ♥

Like frankkincense said, however, it is mildly terrifying. HI I AM VERY A LITTLE SCARED OF YOU.

2.

So everyone has seen this, but I'm posting it anyway. BECAUSE. I saved this picture as "pinktones.jpg" because HI THEY ARE ALL WEARING SHIRTS IN VARYING TONES OF PINK and asdfghjkl everyone looks so GOOD. Hi, Shane Valdes. I approve of you very much.

3. Y'all should go check out the Brendon/Ryan Revival Meme if you haven't already done so, you guys. They were my original ohteepee. ♥

4. I want all the bb Ryan/Spencer/Brendon in the wooooooooorld. They are my FAVOURITES. I read this Remix story the other day! It should be EVERYONE'S favourite.

5. unlurkster: who would be blind? as a general rule I think the one with the PRETTIEST EYES should be blind
... which would be brendon or spencer, but feel free to disagree
summertea: I DON'T THINK THERE'S BEEN A JON ONE THOUGH.
there's a blind!ryan fic
sorta
more like
almostblind!ryan
and then we chatficced one!
unlurkster: or or or!! what if it's, like, MAGICAL REALISM
summertea: and there's a blind!brendon fic...
no blind spencer or jon though :O
unlurkster: then he could be blind sometimes and sometimes not
summertea: oooo do go on
unlurkster: like, he really doesn't know. it just depends on when he wakes up in the morning. and it would be a disorder or something, but a disorder so strange people reading it would be like googling it and going, "... wtf does this really exist" and one time the person who went blind! whom we haven't decided on yet but maybe brendon or ryan? (Idk, for a lot of my weird fic ideas I put ryan in because he's weird) one time he went blind for months and months at a stretch and didn't know if he'd be able to see again
he'd fall asleep with really colourful neon images, dark at the edges, racing around in his head

WHO IS WILLING TO WRITE THIS FOR ME?

Comments

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yes, something like that! Everything is strange and unfolds in stranger ways - Ryan thinks of all the books he's read (Ryan can't read ;_______; - and even that doesn't compare.

Now I want a part where Ryan gets really sad, because he can't read! Learning braille is hard! And one day, he wakes up, runs his hands over books that aren't written in braille - and he can. He can read, with his hands.

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

WHY AREN'T YOU WRITING IT YET *_________*

like, where this strange blind!world draws him in more and more until he can't his way back home, and the rest of them have to get him back? :D? :D?

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

omg yes!!

The thing is, when Ryan appears to be blind, he isn't really blind - he sees the most exciting images behind his eyelids. Sometimes they'll catch him, and he'll pause mid-sentence, hands in his air, so caught up in that inaccessible place that he can't see or hear or feel anything else. "Ryan? Ryan?" Brendon will ask, worriedly, even past the first couple of times when they accept that it happens to him occasionally. But there's nothing to be done. They just have to wait until those spaces are over.

"Sometimes," Brendon says accusingly, "It's almost like you don't want to join us again."

Ryan presses his lips together tightly. Maybe Brendon's right, but he doesn't know how fantastic the dreamworld (he's taken to calling it that, in his head) can be.

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

YES!

and he tries to describe it couple of time but he just can't, he has no words for it, no poetry. and it's hard being outside anywhere, navigating the real world, and he thinks it's hard on them too, so maybe it won't matter if he'll just go and look? he's so tired of darkness.

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

How to we rescue him :(

I don't want him to be stuck there forever :((

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

well, one day he just doesn't go back: he seems to be looking right at them but doesn't react at all, no matter how much they call or touch him, and all doctors have nothing to say. they settle him in spencer's bedroom and spend three miserable, terrified days feeding him water and waiting for him to wake up, and on the third they look at each other and spencer says: fuck this. he said he saw wonderful places? we're going there.

:D? :D?

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

*chinhands*

tell me moooooooore. (Although can they live in the real world afterwards? I am DEMANDING, sorry.)

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

unfair, you tell me! :D but well, they handwave handwave get there, and it's such a strange, liquid place that changes from moment to moment, but oh, it's so beautiful, they sort of can understand why ryan stayed. and they ask everyone they meet - strange things with melting faces and shimmery wings and black eyes - for ryan, and some smile at them and some sneer at them and some say, ah, new one! follow the threads.

and they go and go and go, for days or years or weeks or minutes, and in the end they find ryan in the middle of the forest, watching the butterflies with such soft, raptured expression. and then he turns to them and there's such joy on his face, and he moves freely and swiftly for the first time since he lost his vision, and they really can't be angry at him.

now you should tell me why this-place is actually dangerous!

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

OKAY UM.

... shiiiiiit, I don't know. (DISCLAIMER: I am probably stealing from schneestern's awesome ficlet here!)

but my thought is - it's a forest. and through the forest runs a stream, and just after they've decided they're thirsty and dipped their faces down to it spencer grabs ryan's hand and says, "don't." the rest have frozen, too.

"what's wrong?" ryan says.

"can't you see it?" brendon says, eyes frightened. and ryan looks down at his reflection. his reflection has bloodshot eyes, and it's screaming wildly, face contorted into a neverending O. ryan slumps against Spencer, terrified.

across the river, they hear a faint thundering noise. jon presses his ear to the ground.

:D? :D?

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

ooooh! don't leave me here!

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

I was hoping you would pick up!

they see a lot of brightly painted people advancing. on elephants. (Because I'm dramatic like that.) and ryan is spellbound - he looks at them, and looks at them, and looks at them again as if there's nothing he'd like to look at more. The rest of them stand around in shock and horror. Brendon thinks he's never seen such proud, haughty, and demanding people in his life.

"C'mon," Spencer whispers urgently, "run!"

but Ryan is still staring, and it takes the three of them to tug him along - jon's never been so glad ryan's a skinny motherfucker - and run. They run and run and run and run. and when they stop, they hide.

NOW SINCE YOU GOT THEM THERE YOU HAVE TO BRING THEM BACK.

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

ummmm /o\

so they crawl under the big three and huddle together, listening for the dogs (wolves? something worse?) howling in the forest, and ryan, finally jerking out of his shock, whispers "what... what was that?". and jon says, urgently: "what is more important is how the fuck will we get out of here. ryan, i think they came for you, they all knew you were here. and ryan is bewildered and hurt because he honestly doesn't know, he didn't even talk to anyone, he just reveled in being able to see and move freely, and now it seems he got them in trouble too.

"ryan", spencer says, gently. "ryan, we have to go back. we have to get out of here, it's not for humans, it's too wrong for us. you have to get back with us, ryan, please".

"but i don't want it to be dark again. i don't, i can't, i, i... you should just go, they won't go after you, please, i can't..."

"no", brendon says, firmly. "either we go back all together, or we stay here and deal with them. "

i'm cheating :D

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

godddddddddd. :D!! This!

Ryan looks at all of them, eyes resting on each of them in turn. He has nice eyes, Jon notices, they're not blue like Spencer's or as large as Brendon's, but they're - nice.

They're trying so hard to stay silent, trying so hard to let Ryan make the right decision in peace, but Brendon breaks in - "Please, Ryan," even though Jon claps a hand on his shoulder and shakes his head urgently, but Brendon can't be deterred. "Ryan."

Ryan nods, though, says, "Okay," even though he's sad and dull-eyed already. Everyone's just glad he's agreed, and they all stand there, still trying to recover from the exertion of running - fuck, a mile at least - from the stampede, when -

The sound starts up again; they're getting closer. This time they can hear the sounds of wolves, or dogs, howling. Spencer doesn't know how long Ryan's been here in this dream world, what he's done; but one thing's for sure: they're out for him, and they're out for blood.

Brendon turns around then turns back to look at them, eyes wide. "How do we get back into the real world?" he says, panicked.

"Never mind that," Spencer yells, grabbing Ryan's hand, "Just run!"

HA, TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME.

[egelantier.livejournal.com]

(i don't think ryan actually did something; i just think they feed on ones they lure in, not in vampire-sense, more like because they're real and have more substance. and ryan's already lost much, he just doesn't know it yet).

so they run, and run, and run, and the world keeps melting around them, tree branches clutching at their arms, earth splitting beneath their legs, little streams surging into roaring rivers, and in the end, however much they struggle, they end surrounded by wolf-things, and people - eyes bleeding black, faces stern and terrifying - looking at them with such disdainful hunger that brendon shivers.

"ryan", spencer whispers, hugging ryan's thin shoulders tightly, "showtime. and whatever happens - i love you. i would always come for you", and brendon with jon echo him.

ryan closes his eyes...

[nova33.livejournal.com]

Dude, you should write this.

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I don't want to! I just want it to exist already. :(

WHY IS MY LIFE SO HARD.