I was going to write a big screed about how great Brendon/Ryan is, but instead I'm letting the pictures speak for themselves. Because you know who thinks Brendon/Ryan is great? Brendon and Ryan. Their love. Let them show you it.
Here's a roughly chronological look at Brendon/Ryan in pictures.
Babygay
Let's start with this first:
Ah yes. The days when they had Livejournals. The beautiful days when one could read back through at Ryan's tiny, adorable emo, and sometimes find stuff like this. You know? I have nothing to add. It stands on its own. This is Brendon and Ryan. Unbelievably, it only gets better and more adorable from here.
Ryan's contented little face!
Brendon and Ryan form a little OTP triangle in the center. What's up, boys? Why so precious? The bad hair! The baby fat! It's okay, someday you'll grow up and be just as gay!
Tiny, poorly dressed, possessive.
What exactly is Ryan going for here?
Ryan's all eyelashes and stupid faces, guitar tech in the middle is fascinated by the Sidekicks, and Brendon is a vision of youthful yearning. Oh honey, it's alright. Someday you'll get to touch him.
What?!
On the follow-up overseas tour, Brendon enters a transitional period. He spends this time on his knees next to Ryan.
The KROQ Weenie Roast is an awkward time for hairstyles, and also the first time Jon Walker plays with the band. Luckily, Ryan and Brendon still have each other.
Summer tour
And then along came the summer 2006 tour. The summer tour started like this:
OTP triangle!
And then this happened.
And then it got better.
I agree, Ryan, I agree.
I have special love in my heart for Ryan's little fits of affection:
Ryan, what are you doing? Brendon, what are you doing in response? The best part of Ryan's random attacks is how Brendon seems completely unable to deal with them. Also that Ryan seems to have no idea what he's trying to grope.
This brings us to meet and greets. How to handle the endless monotony of posing for pictures with groups of people you don't know? Brendon has a few ideas.
Go for Ryan's dick!
Go for Ryan's nipples!
Grind on Ryan's hip!
Pretend you're at the prom!
Pretend you're at his prom!
Pretend you're at his prom while your bandmates laugh at your awesome gayness!
Get some touch! Multi-task and make a stupid face!
Stupid faces all around!
But say a camera is just pointed in your direction - what do you do then?
Oh, of course.
So, say you and your band are nominated for a VMA. Do you tone down the gay a little?
No, silly, you walk down the aisle with your bandmate.
Nothing Rhymes With Circus
The gay is a-okay with Tom Conrad.
Undated gay deserves love too:
Festival gay!
Bottled Brendon gets some comfort, aw.
Now
In case you didn't remember who in the band was totally in love, a helpful hint is provided in the very first frame of the Nine in the After video:
Right, right! Thanks guys. Brendon, cut your hair.
Oh wait, did you forget again in that three minutes it took to watch the video? It's cool, they've got your back:
Sigh.
Coming later: Brendon and Ryan on video! Recs of Brendon/Ryan fanfiction! Hopefully all by midnight, since I thought I still had all of tomorrow for this. /o\
Oh Brendon/Ryan. You're just the ship that keeps on giving. Feel free to discuss their crushing adorableness in comments!