ryan was an electric violet. cold and elegant, with poetic words and a brash and ugly drunk. his kisses tasted of weed and cheap whiskey. his sickly sweet rock star body perfumed with flowers and alcohol and tacky cologne. his fashion sense indie and thrifted, beautiful and old.
brendon was a sunset yellow, almost orange. warm and friendly, with kind speak and adoring puppy dog eyes. his kisses tasted like cigarettes and oranges, his scent a smoky grey and beer.
together they were ying and yang, day and night, sun and moon. they coexisted, they depended on the other for survival. their kisses melted together, swirling the sky. they were gods that would never die as long as they had each other. their bodies fitting like a key in a whole. their sex was warm and cold and art, it was the only thing that mattered in this vast universe. they were eternal.
//ill write more ACTUAL parody smut later bye fuckers
