Picspam Part 6
So this is a continuation of a Picspam I started a while back.
Brace yourselves for a lot of accidental picture repeats, and pictures with Keltie in them, which I realize might be awkward, but I uploaded these before all this drama ensued, so try to just look at Ryan, mmmkay?
You can continue the Picspam by starting here, or you can go back to part 1 and start from the beginning.
Back to part 1!
Back to part 5!
Those fingers in that pocket, I swear to god. Just, GUH.
Ryan is a rosy-cheeked girl, and Brendon is a slut.
Oh, Brendon.
He looks like miniature BB!Brendon!
See?
BUNKS.
Hello, Brendon's hip.
BRB, nibbling his collarbones.
I HAS NO WORDS.
HOT like BURNING.
Beachball of GLEE.
SNORT.
Harry Potter is a REAL BOY!
This red shirt, which is sexy as hell on Ryan, is going to be making a lot of appearances.
Why HELLO, Mr. Smith
What a coincidence! I like you being naked too! LMAO. They make the fic so easy.
Eyes.
I don't know what this expression is, but I like it.
How is he so pretty?
I'm giving my first born to whoever took this picture.
BB!Brent and BB!Ryho.
His mouth.
Jon looks like he just left Home Depot, and I kind of love it.
*Squishes them*
I love his attempts at growing facial hair.
Two of my favorite things! Panic, and Red Jumpsuit!
Feathery hair, nose, freckles, neck, stubble, WANT.
Chest and hands and fingers and PETER PAN HAIR!
I love his chicken arms \o/
Now when I see this, I just get sad : (
Those piano hands! GUH!
Rysky Bizness. WHAT.
He's Ryan the sailor man, TOOT TOOT!
I love him in this shirt.
One day, Jon Walker is going to be the best dad EVER.
Seriously.
He has tickets to the gun show.
OMG he was such a prissy bitch-facing diva!
*chokes* Um, what was I saying?
Hands, and quirky smile, and eyes, and BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN SHIRT.
Jon lives a double life as a cuddle monster.
JWalk moving in for the kill!
I am endlessly amused by Ryan's shirt.
I LOVE this hair!
Is anyone else seeing double?
Tis a HOTEL.
Orlando House Of Blues FTW! (Ack ack ack I totally fangirled outside their autograph signing,*outside, because CLASS ruined my life and I didn't get there early enough*, and then to make matters worse, I had to wait until BAMBOOZLE and NYC to actually see the tour! My life, so hard.)
OM NOM NOM.
*sigh*
I did not know until recently that Spencer's chest hair was the Kryptonite to my Superman. Seriously. HOT.
BB!Spencer didn't have any chest hair. It was kind of sad.
Hetero!Brendon!
Ross, your fingers. Jon, your face. Brendon probably would have bought the alphabet blanket/carpet/thing if he was there.
Chest hair, and sex hair, and just, NGH.
This might be a repeat, but I don't care. I have been in that hallway!
Bony elbows!
Jon, just, what? And Ryan, did you just walk out of a porno?
Jon will always be faithful to hoodies and jeans.
The sweaty hair is HOT.
In my head, Jon is wearing Spencer's shirt.
Excuse me while I go mop up my brain.
Eye-trickery, or are they holding hands?
BFFS
HANDS.
Note the smokin' hot red shirt again.
Am I delusional, or is this The Social?
NINJA.
Seriously, to do anything with eye makeup, one must have their mouth open.
Brendon's shirt has inspired many piano fantasies.
I kind of really want Brendon's shirt.
I am trying to resist, but failing very hard, at not singing "I'm On A Boat" right now.
Is that an Arma Angelus shirt?!?!
The Cab, The Higher, and Panic get together for groping.
Spencer Smith The Fifth.
Contemplative Ryan is contemplative.
We can never let him cut his hair again, you guys. It must grow out!
Singer?
I'm willing to bet someone got mooned during that game.
So much awesome.
Ryan's arm is molesting Brendon in SO many ways.
If you're new to the picspam, or you've forgotten, I kinda sorta have a thing for Ryan's hair.
Said thing also applies to Brendon's freckles.
So now whenever I see this picture I automatically think of the Pride and Prejudice AU. WHAT.
Hi, girls!
I want them to be this happy forever. That's the look Jon gets when he talks about Chicago.
HELLO AGAIN, RED SHIRT.
Onward to part 7!