Oh, BOYS!

I love the metaphors for Ryan and Jon, and Panic's past, and I love boy's grabbing hands and walking off together all strong and independent (except for one another), but mostly I'm annoyed, because now I want to write some trippy, magical realism Brencer in this 'verse, but I'm owrried it would be just epic, because I've already got thoughts about scenes from their life among the circus folk cut with scenes from their continued adventures outside, ending with them finally finding a place that's theirs. And of course, realising how desperately in love they are, along the way...

Oh boys. I already have big ~plans for a potential BBB or two. I do *not* need more ideas!