Ryan Jacob Ross is born on August 30, 1986; 2 minutes and 13 seconds after his brother George Ryan Ross III.
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Mr. DeLonge thinks they could be great together, though Ryan doesn’t realize it until Brendon invites him for a college party his geeky friends are throwing. Brendon is really gorgeous, but he would never be with a boy, though that’s not a problem, because Ryan doesn’t really like him. Meanwhile, Jon and Spencer act like a couple, but they’re not one, unless if couples break into each other’s house late at night to play video games.
Brendon’s plan for impressing the boy however, oh so slightly backfired on him.Beach Boy - as he was christened - had decided Brendon wasn’t good enough for him and was ignoring him at all costs.
Brendon is hopelessly in love with Ryan, Ryan’s clueless about his own feelings, and Spencer threatens to burn a couch. Isn’t that how all friends with benefits stories go?
Waking up when it’s not dark isn’t that bad. Waking up to an odd world where time doesn’t exist and the real world is painstakingly close but still so far, well, that’s another matter…
Ryan is a stuck-up artist who lives by his routines and never steps out of his familiar patterns. Then as he gets to know Brendon who doesn’t give a shit about rules or routines, or well, anything, it’s a collision of two worlds. Surprisingly, an odd friendship springs up from their acquaintance, but then the shadows of the past begin to unveil and soon they find themselves in a huge mess, one that neither of them is going to walk out of unharmed…
When Brendon Urie connects a series of apparently unrelated murders and is handed the investigation, he decides to call in a consultant on fey magic. And who better than Ryan Ross, who’s already collaborated with the human world’s police force? Personal preferences has nothing to do with it.
Different moments in the lives of two boys, trying to deal while trying to figure it all out.
The dancing flames in the fireplace seemed to echo Spencer’s delighted chuckle. “Ryan thinks you’re magic.”
It’s August 30th, 2006 - Ryan’s already been here once, and this isn’t how it goes. Bruised, confused and in the wrong year, Ryan struggles to make it through the Nothing Rhymes With Circus tour (for the second time) and reconnect with a band that’s grown apart, while desperately grasping onto the future he knows he’s already lived.
