Bandslash Fic Rec
Yeah, okay, it was written for me. And yes, fine, the author manages to push all my buttons because by now she probably knows them better than I do myself.
BUT OMG GUYS, ALEX/RYLAND!!!
*flails forever and a day*
Fic: No Party in a Sad, Sad City
Author:
razorxrosary
Why you should drop everything and read it right now: Let me repeat myself: ALEX/RYLAND. There is not enough fic for this pairing in the world. (MY IGNORED BANDOM OTP, LET ME MAKE YOU LOVE THEM LIKE I DO) Other reasons: best friends falling in love, little every day moments that shine like diamonds, Truth or Dare, Tequila, kissing, background Gabe/William, writing that will make you ache and fall in love.
"Hey," Alex says. "Let's get a photo together. To, you know, commemorate this momentous occasion. And to make Gabe jealous."
"Sure," Ryland says, always agreeable. He motions Alex over, his other hand holding his camera at arm's length. Alex goes easily, fits himself against Ryland's shoulder and grins at the unblinking black eye of the camera. It's so familiar, from years of being on the road with Ivy League, from years of being friends. They've got pictures of them like this in every state and every bar. Alex wraps his fingers around Ryland's neck and pulls the most absurd face he can think of, knowing without looking that Ryland is doing the same.
Click.