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Favorite music genre?

Sat, 12 May 2012 22:41:52 -0400

If Vance were a music genre, that’s what it would be.

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Sat, 12 May 2012 22:41:02 -0400

the-pursuit-of-josh: You’re too young to let the world break...

Tue, 01 May 2012 16:54:55 -0400

the-pursuit-of-josh:

You’re too young to let the world break you.

Whoa, is all that ink real?!

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:40:23 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance smiles a bit, keeping an arm around Owen’s waist as he hugged him sideways, turning to look into his face curiously, “S’because I’m naturally quiet.” He said playfully, somehow relieved that it wasn’t a problem for Owen, knowing that sometimes he wasn’t very chatty or the best sort of company when he couldn’t come up with good conversational pieces, and explaining all the reasons he was just naturally quiet seemed silly, so he left it at that, “Uhm.” He started, thinking, “Do you have a roommate? I wanna see your room sometime, but… not if there’s a roommate involved tonight.” He knew they weren’t likely to get into anything physical, but he still wanted the privacy.

“No roommate,” Owen divulged, because while he was generally a people person, living with someone who would at least start off as a stranger and possibly remain that way wasn’t high on his list of life goals. “And my room’s… a lot closer, so we… you come home with me, baby,” he said a little more seriously than intended, steering Vance toward his building and sliding a hand into Vance’s back pocket, body thrumming with need he had to figure out a way to supress, knowing that fucking Vance right now would change things, and not sure if he was ready to let that happen.

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:33:35 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:27:05 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

owenredford:

“Mine’s only fragmentally better,” Owen promised, leaning into Vance a little and letting them have a moment of intimacy with it. “You’re not a bad singer, by the way! I can’t believe you did that with me. When we first met, you were so quiet,” he remembered, chuckling. “Adorable! But quiet.”

“It’ll come back.” He promised softly, shrugging his shoulder, “Being quiet, I mean.” It was the truth. He knew he’d have periods where’d likely be more quiet than others. And it was good that Owen had a knack for getting Vance to lighten up, because the evening had been awesome. “You’re not a bad singer yourself. Next time, YOU get to be the girl.” He conditioned, turning dark eyes to Owen and letting his body lean back, enjoying the closeness while he could, not sure when Owen would take it away.

“I like you quiet,” Owen sighed wistfully. “I mean! Not that I don’t like it when you talk,” he laughed, “Just, quiet seems a little more naturally you, and I like you being… you,” he explained, wrapping both arms around the man’s waist sideways, walking a little crooked, but dealing with it until the extra pressure put a strain on his leg and forced him to let go to stand up straight again. “Am I going home with you, or are you coming home with me?” He questioned, in case Vance’s mess angst was for real.

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:18:15 -0400

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:16:19 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:12:56 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance let Owen push him out the door, watching him closely and curious, wondering what it was that had Owen so suddenly frazzled, knowing that there was an intense moment back there and wondering if Owen had felt it too. “Oh, thanks, forgot about the shirts.” He huffed, watching Owen as he came back, glad for the boy’s arm, letting his body relax as they headed out, “I should have cleaned my room…” He realized sheepishly as they headed into the dark streets and back towards the campus.

“Mine’s only fragmentally better,” Owen promised, leaning into Vance a little and letting them have a moment of intimacy with it. “You’re not a bad singer, by the way! I can’t believe you did that with me. When we first met, you were so quiet,” he remembered, chuckling. “Adorable! But quiet.”

#OWEN’S FACE

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:09:11 -0400

#OWEN’S FACE

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 03:04:15 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance licked his lips slowly, a gesture he’d seemed to have picked up when he was thinking a little too hard, his eyes holding Owen’s rather intense gaze. He nodded politely to the girls, offering Taylee a small smile, knowing that social situations generally required that before letting Owen’s warm hands push him back off the stage, letting his feet hit the ground and watching Owen, “That was fun…” He started, slipping an arm around his waist to keep him close as he maneuvered them away from the stage, stopping once they were a good ways away, “You… wanna head back now? To my room?”

Owen nodded, staying close to Vance and pushing him out the door, his heart flipping a little despite knowing that they both understood pretty well that they had limits. It wasn’t going back to Vance’s room that had him a little nervous, it was wondering what it meant that he wanted to so badly. “Yes, I do want to go home with you,” he confirmed, stopping in his tracks. “Gah. Our shirts. On the chairs,” he sighed, heading back in quickly to grab them both off the chairs at the bar, feeling eyes on him and dashing back out quickly, finding Vance and hooking his arm around him.

OOC; Laughing so hard that you tagged this with...

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:59:10 -0400

OOC; Laughing so hard that you tagged this with “#Vance’s FACE”!!!!

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:53:06 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance caught Owen’s eyes over the microphone, the action making his chest feel a little unusual, a cage to an overactive heart. He decided he was a big fan of it as he noted the colouring of Owen’s cheeks, almost ridiculously endeared as he leaned in to draw out the last lines, belting them out with relish as he clutched Owen’s hand in his own, unable to remember the last time he actually held another person’s hand that wasn’t a younger sibling. He kept the smile on his face as he let his voice fade out, sucking in a breath of much needed air.

Owen looked at Vance intently, the girls behind them making him a little uncomfortable as he realized things he didn’t know he had in him to realize, and he pasted on a smile as he turned to the brunette behind him. “No! That was awesome!” He cheered, reaching out again to rest a hand on Skylar’s arm. “Hey, you! Happy you made it out! Thanks for the help! But, uh… this is coming home with me,” He said privately, far from the microphone in case it was still on, looking up at Vance and pressing his hands to his chest, trying to get him to back off the stage, eyes burning into him. “See you girls later!”

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:50:18 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:30:13 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

owenredford:

Owen laughed, throwing his head back, unable to contain it as two unknowns joined them on stage, the beauty of being in a bar where no one worried about reputation. He looked back at their faces and felt his eyebrows raise high and happy as he reached back to put a friendly hand on Skylar’s shoulder, glad to see she’d made it, and laughing as she and her friend worked out the ‘Tell me more’s. “Summer sun, something’s begun, but, oh! Oh, those summer nights,” He sang with Vance, nearly hanging off the boy with an arm tight around his waist.

Vance blinked in surprise at the girls joining them on the stage squinting at the waving at him for a second before his eyes widened, realizing that he recognized her face from his dorms and giving her a wave that was rather cheery, the situational happiness contagious and bright. He leaned into Owen easily, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice as he sang along with him to their joined verses.

Owen kept his eyes on Vance, feeling incredibly attracted to him despite his goofy motions, though that shouldn’t have been surprising, since Vance had been causing his heart to skip beats since they’d met. “Oh…” He sang softly, reaching for Vance’s hand and feeling a little bashful, reminded of Vance asking him if he was capable of blushing and smiling as he realized the boy was getting his answer. “Those su-hum-er…. Niiii-hiiiights!” He sang loud and high, drawing out the note as long as he could, lungs aching but he didn’t care, he felt happy and free, and nothing could compare to that.

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:21:47 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:06:32 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance bit back a yelp of surprise and a laugh, bringing his mic back to his lips to sing the next words, “Met a boy, cute as can be.” He sang, voice falsely high as he batted his eyelashes dramatically at Owen. And maybe he wouldn’t have normally sung karaoke until he was three sheets to the wind, but he was thinking Owen definitely had the right idea when he’d said alcohol was unnecessary to fun, because despite knowing he was being an utter dork, Vance was feeling awesome.

Owen laughed, throwing his head back, unable to contain it as two unknowns joined them on stage, the beauty of being in a bar where no one worried about reputation. He looked back at their faces and felt his eyebrows raise high and happy as he reached back to put a friendly hand on Skylar’s shoulder, glad to see she’d made it, and laughing as she and her friend worked out the ‘Tell me more’s. “Summer sun, something’s begun, but, oh! Oh, those summer nights,” He sang with Vance, nearly hanging off the boy with an arm tight around his waist.

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 01:48:18 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance huffed out an almost sheepish breath, used to girls hanging on him and even boys on occasion, but none quite so sweet and loveable as his friend, and it was safe to say that he was actually grinning as the music started, feeling awesome to have gotten to boy close, and feeling a little ridiculous to be on stage, even worse to be the girl. But theatrics was something Vance could do, and he planned on milking that for all it was worth. Bringing the microphone to his lips, he gave Owen a waggle of his eyebrows before singing out the next line, sidling up to his friend, “Summer lovin’ happened so faaaast.”

Owen snapped his fingers at his sides in a Grease cliche, tapping his heel in time. “I met a girl, crazy for meeee,” he sang, pressing up against Vance and sliding his hand down his back to grab at his ass in a way that was lewd and tactless, not something he’d usually do if he wasn’t putting on some kind of show at the moment.

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 01:43:24 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 01:33:12 -0400

Mr. Right Now: Party Hard || Vance & Owen:

alltheseconsequences:

Vance bit the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from saying something entirely too dirty or provacative, knowing that the chances of Owen getting naked in front of him were slim to none, but silently zoning out for a second to think about it before snapping back to action, grinning darkly, “You’re fun.” He informed Owen vaguely, enjoying the boy’s company a painful amount as he climbed the stairs to the stage, wracking his brain quickly at Owen’s decision, “Okay, deal.” He agreed, flipping through a mental playlist of the musical, “Summer Nights.” He decided, wanting to laugh at the idea of the sound, but positive that watching Owen sing it would be more than worth it.

“Yes,” he confirmed, sliding his hand down Vance’s arm and recieving a couple of catcalls in response to it, making him laugh and stick his tongue out at the crowd. “But you’re Sandy! I’ll buy you a drink after,” he promised, cuddling into the boy for a second before distancing to get ready as the music started and he grinned like a loon. “Summer lovin’, had me a blast,” he started, feeling free to amp up the dramatics.