Fiiiiiinally taking pictures again!!


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Basically the same pictures as on my DoA post (here: http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?557902) so if you've seen those, you can skip this post. XD Feel free to comment either place ( Read more... )

Connor and Ty and Implosions ( Read more... )

Reading back through some of my stories (I wrote a lot about Ty/Con... o_O) and I was reminded of a scene that came to me years ago back when I was still writing Ty with myarmcanfly's Rom. They were at the lake, and Ty... alluded to it, but I don't think ever went into detail, if memory serves. And yet the thought... the memory if you will allow me the use of ( Read more... )

So sometimes I imagine Ty just has to rant about stuff. I mean he's obviously narcissistic and where's the fun in being awesome if you can't tell anyone about it. But he'd never do it publicly, or under his own name, of course. He'd have his own little anonymous blog out there in the web-verse where he could boast and still keep his name pure.

( And I imagine it would go something like this... )

"Somewhere in the universe there is a little corner of it where everything makes sense; that's why I follow you... because wherever you are, that's where it is." Words spoken on a moonless night, under the covers, into the ear of someone fast asleep. It is the only way he feels safe exposing so much of himself. Need makes you weak. Longing, stupid ( Read more... )

More Con/Ty stuff... from Ty's POV this time. Kind of sad... T_T

I wonder if anyone else cares... Ah, well. XD

A Chilly Sunday MorningThe air is starting to get a bit chilly these days and as they near the fifth mile of their run it starts to burn a little in his lungs. He doesn't mind, though; the view is worth it. And he's not thinking about ( Read more... )

Still here. Still alive ( Read more... )

In direct response to myarmcanfly's post (I'm sure she could have seen this coming...), here: Television Rules the Nation"Liar, liar." The irritated strain of Ty's voice preceeds the soft click of the tiny television set in the corner of Con's cramped apartment. He doesn't know who the man in the Ferrari is... but he's pretty sure it wasn't a scene Rom was ( Read more... )

It's always a little astounding to him... how innocent Ty can seem when he's asleep, his composed features relaxed and the ever-present, alert tension of his body melted into a boneless ease. He lies beside him in his folded-down futon, one arm propping up his head a little, while the other curls over Ty's back, fingers brushing the short bristle ( Read more... )