Colors That You’re Shining

2007-10-28T23:59:22Z

Hey world! I was online last night Lia sent me a challenge. I had to use colors in a fic about my OTP. So thanks to the following people: <lj user="jestercat">, <lj user="epiks13">, <lj user="checkmatey">, <lj user="_ville_is_god">, <lj user="postergirlniks">, <lj user="mad_wabbit">, <lj user="littlewitch34">, <lj user="dothebullwinkle">. And major thanks to partners in crime <lj user="caramel_maddy"> and <lj user="nicb0723">! Also a big thanks to Casey and Whit thanks for always being there to bounce ideas off of. All these wonderful people also gave me the colors that wrote this fic! I couldn’t see Bam talking about colors so this little drabble is all Ryan.

When I think of you I always think of darkness. Not because you’re dark, but because you’re deep if that makes any sense at all. You’re complex and you’re hard to understand. Someone really has to get to know you before you let them. You kept me at arms length for about a year before you let me in…

When I think of you I think of purple. Not that icky pastel color Ape painted the kitchen in the old house. I think of a deep dark purple. Like the color we painted the walls. I remember the day we painted the downstairs; you wanted to do it your self even though you didn’t want it to look that way for the show. I remember that day like it was yesterday you doing more painting on Raab’s back then the walls, Ape yelling at us because we were getting paint everywhere, and you stealing looks at me every chance you got.

When I think of you I think of black, black t-shirts more than anything else (but) there are other things too. You are always wearing one and each one has memories attached to it. Like the long sleeved one that you wore on the beach that night in Miami. When I think of you I also think of black ink and what you do when I run my tongue around the inked lines of your tattoos. When I think of you I think of black scarves and the contrast of them against your pale wrists tied to a bedpost.

When I think of you, I think of red - deep reds. I think of love, of forever, because without you none of us could go on. There would be a hole that nothing could fill. When I think of you I think of passion, deep kisses, pent up longing that we always have after a long time apart.

When I think of you I think about burgundy, mostly I think of a burgundy blazer. We were on the rocks then. We were spending more time apart and the long distance was kicking our ass. That and Novak had just moved in and that wasn’t helping anybody. We needed to sit down and talk and work the shit out that was giving us problems, but noooo the show came first.

**That drive saved us.**

Sure you almost killed us on the mountain side, though we came out on top. We fixed us.

When I think about you I think about pink, pink skateboards. The first thing I thought when you pulled the God awful pink board out of the box was ‘I wonder if they make a ‘Skate and Fun Skipper’ to go with Barbie’ but I bit my tongue. Just so you know pink is for so very not for punks.

When I think of you I think of blue, blue eyes. I think of drowning and at the same time coming up for air. I think of blue skies and standing under them with you.

I guess everything makes me think of you because you’re everything to me.

dashbord_writer @ 2005-06-17T12:47:00

2005-06-17T17:52:30Z

Hi My name is Audre Parker, I'm a student. I write slash and post it here. I write Dungera with other OTPS coming and going but Dungera is here to stay. Anyway all my fics are saved in the mems. Enjoy!

We belong to the light

Colors That You’re Shining

dashbord_writer @ 2005-06-17T12:47:00