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[phenylic]

 SPAM POST

• anything goes!
• HAD LUNCH? let's hear about it
• FASTING? let's hear about it
• .GIF DUMP? have at it
• PICK-UP LINE YOU'VE NEVER HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO USE? let 'em loose

anon: on!
logging: off!

AND GO.

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[phenylic.livejournal.com]

BUT WHAT IF I'VE NEVER WRITTEN PANIC FIC BEFORE ;u;

ok ok HERE GOES



"You should take off your pants."

Ryan looks up from his magazine, looks around the empty room, and frowns. "What?"

"You could blow me."

Ryan squints at him. "Are you high right now?"

"No," says Brendon.

Ryan frowns again.

"Sort of."

"Right," says Ryan, going back to his reading. "That's nice."

"I'd let you fuck me," Brendon offers. Ryan ignores him.

Sighing, Brendon takes out his phone. Drastic measures, he writes. Operation 682 is go. He hits send.

Later, when Ryan has fallen asleep with his face plastered against the arm of the couch, and Brendon is nowhere near getting in his pants, the phone chimes.

I got the handcuffs, texts Spencer. Bitches love handcuffs. :D

Brendon sighs in relief. You are a good friend.




IDEK.

[chrysanthemums.livejournal.com]

SHRIEKS LMFAO SPENCER AT THE END


I'M LAUGHING SO HARD hfgkdjfh


THANK YOU