#ryan ross x reader

[slut4ryanross]

Enemy! Ryan Ross x Fem Reader

Warnings: Slight degradation, smut, hate sex

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You absolutely hated Ryan. You hated every single thing about him. From the way he talked, to the way he presented himself. You couldn't stand it. Not one bit. And there was no doubt that he felt the same way about you.

But somehow the two of you always found yourselves in the same exact situation. Him on top of you, fucking you roughly while you both pretend to hate every second of it.

Your back was pressed against the backseat of his car and your hands threaded through his hair, gripping it firmly. "Make it work." You hissed through your teeth, tugging on his hair to make him speed things up.

You arched your hips up, grinding into his causing him to groan, his cock hardening even more. "Just hurry up and fuck me." You mumbled, his hands shaking slightly in anticipation as they moved back to your hips, gripping them even tighter than before, this time leaving bruises that would probably last for weeks.

As much as Ryan wanted to rip off your panties and fuck you right then and there he held back, wanting to make you suffer as much as possible. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" His breath hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "So fucking dirty..." He mumbled against your skin

He knew how much you wanted it, and he hated the fact that he would give it to you. He didn't do this for you and he wanted you to know that. The only reason he ever fucked you was solely for his own pleasure. He took what he wanted when he wanted it and you knew it. You wanted to hate him for that, you wanted to call him out for his selfish behavior but in reality you were the exact same. You couldn't care less if he felt good or not, it only ever mattered how you felt. That's the way it always was and most likely always be.

You knew exactly what Ryan was doing, you weren't stupid. But you knew he wouldn't be able to keep this up for long, you just needed to break him. "Fuck... yes, I would. I'd love for you to fuck me senseless..." you teased, grinding your hips against his harder, his cock throbbing in his pants. "Want you to cum inside me."

Ryan groaned, barely able to contain himself. "Fuck..." He growled against your neck, letting go of your hips and unbuttoning his pants, tugging on the zipper before sliding them off and tossing them in the front seat with your pants.

"Don't think I'm doing this for you." Ryan said in a low, husky tone. His body now fully pressed against yours as he straddled you, the thin layers of yours and his underwear being the only thing separating you both. His cock throbbed painfully, pre-cum already leaking from the tip.

"Don't think I'm doing this for you either." You mumbled, your arousal clear in your voice as your grip on his hair loosened.

Ryan grumbled something inaudible under his breath before running his hand down into your panties. His fingertips grazed your heat, your wetness coating his fingers, making him groan. "Look at you, you're fucking soaked." He panted. "You want me to fuck you? Fuck you hard?" Ryan withdrew his hand from inside your panties, his hands moving back to your hips. "Yeah, you do. I can tell." Ryan said, his voice filled with arousal as he rubbed his clothed cock against your swollen clit causing you to moan. your underwear soaked.

"Fuck! Enough with the teasing, just do it already!" You said, your tone desperate and your need growing stronger and stronger with each passing second. Your grip on his hair tightened again, pulling on it roughly causing him to moan.

Ryan couldn't take it anymore. After a moment of hesitation he tore off your panties. Sliding them down your legs quickly and talk them off, throwing them across the car, not caring where they ended up. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard baby." Ryan whispered against your neck. "And you're gonna take every inch of my cock, understand?" Ryan added, sliding off his own underwear quickly, rubbing his cock against your wet cunt, causing him to groan.

Usually you would come up with a snarky remark, but this time you needed it too bad. You let out a shaky moan as you nodded your head. "I understand." You breathed out, your breaths coming in heavy pants.

Ryan smirked slightly. "Good girl." He whispered against your shoulder, positioning his cock to your entrance, without giving you a second to react he pushed into you fully, making him groan and you yelp in pleasure and pain.

"Fuck!" You whined, your head thrown back against the seat as he gave you a moment to adjust to his size.

It had been weeks since you two had last fucked, making you both more needy than usual.

"Jesus... You're so tight." Ryan groaned as he slowly began to slide his cock out of you before sliding it back in, his thrusts maintaining a slow, steady pace.

You let out a moan, your hands tugging on Ryan's hair, making the experience even more intense for him. "What do you expect? You haven't fucked me in weeks." You panted, your hips arching into his.

"Fuck... Just shut up and take it." Ryan mumbled, letting out another groan as his thrusts quickened, his hands gripping your hips and keeping you steady. "Yeah... Just like that... take my cock. All of it." Ryan growled, his breath hot against your shoulder.

You let out a louder moan, your whole body nearly shaking with need. "Deeper..." was all you managed to choke out, your voice raspy and desperate.

"You want it deeper? Fine." Ryan growled, his hand finding its way to the back of your head and pulled it closer to him, his face inches from yours. "Fucking. Take. It." He emphasized each word with a thrust upwards, hitting your cervix, making you moan loudly in pain and pleasure.

Your hips rocked back and forth, forcing yourself to take him as deep as possible. "Ryan..." you moaned his name, your face now buried into his neck, trying to muffle your moans and whimpers.

His thrusts faltered for a moment, his eye's widening slightly when you moaned his name. Out of the many times you two had fucked, you had never done that. And fuck, it was hot. Ryan let out a groan, his hips bucking upwards as he resumed his original pace, his cock thrusting in and out of you fast and hard, desperate for release.

“You like that? You like when I fuck you like the dirty girl you are?" Ryan's hand found its way to your cunt, his thumb pressing down on your clit as he fucked you.

The moment you felt his thumb on your clit, you knew you couldn't hold back anymore. Your eyes rolling back slightly as you let out a shaky moan, muffling it by biting his neck. "I'm gonna.. I'm gonna cum." You warned him, feeling the familiar feeling in your stomach.

"Jesus... Me too..." Ryan grunted, his thumb rubbing your clit in tight, fast circles as his cock thrusted into you faster. "Look at me when you cum. I want to see you fall apart in my hands." Ryan groaned, keeping a steady pace as his hand gripped your hair, pulling it to make you look at him, your head in front of his. His eyes locked onto yours, not letting go on his grip on your hair.

You nodded frantically, focusing on your release rather than his words, your eyes barely open and your hips rocking against his faster.

"Cum for me." Ryan growled, growing impatient. "Cum on my cock." He groaned, his lips capturing yours in a deep, almost aggressive kiss.

It didn't take much longer for you to cum, your orgasm hitting you hard as you let out a high pitched moan, your head tilting back but you still kept eye contact with Ryan making him groan in contentment.

Your cunt clenched around his cock, pushing him over the edge. With a groan his eyes rolled back slightly and he emptied himself into you, your name falling off his tongue as he came.

"Fuck!" Ryan grunted as he rode out his orgasm, his cock throbbing inside of you. He slowly pulled out of you, his cock leaving a trail of cum on your thigh making him groan at the sight.

You two remained silent for a moment, heavy breathing filling the car as you both recovered from the intense orgasm. Without saying a word, Ryan ran his fingers down your dripping cunt, yours and his cum coating his fingers. He brought his fingers up to your mouth and gently pushed them in, allowing you to suck on his fingers, which you gladly did. Tasting the mixture of yours and his cum.

"Good girl." He mumbled, pulling you down for a kiss.

[cr33p-a-z01d]

ryan ross x reader <3

NOW REUPLOADED ON AO3!!! MY USER IS @/tboymikeyway!!!

ryan ross x gn!reader!! ☆ ryan gets tired after a show and you and him cuddle about it <3 (fever era)

an: hi!! this is my first fic on here so sorry if it sucks :,) constructive critiscm is always welcome. reblogs are always appreciated <3 hope you like it! x3 warnings: none!

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you lay on the backstage dressing room fold-out couch as you hear the music out on stage die down. As the guitars die down and the cheering gets quieter you hear footsteps sdown the hallway and jolt up. The door opens with a click and your boyfriend, Ryan, walks in looking sweaty and tired.

"Hey baby," you say, as you stand up and walk over to Ryan, hugging him softly and kissing him a kiss on the check, "how was the show?" Ryan smiles softly and sits down in the chair next to the vanity before saying anything.

"Yeah, it was okay," He says with a yawn, stretching his arms over his head before grabbing a makeup rag and rubbing his eyeliner off. "I'm just tired, you know how I get after these things." The makeup remover revealed that Ryan had very dark eyebags from not sleeping well the past few nights. The shows always went super late into the night and the band usually had something to do early in the morning so it was no wonder he wasn't sleeping well, but it had always made you feel bad considering how hard he worked and how tired he was all the time.

"Come lay down." You say as you lean against the vanity. Ryan gives a questioning look before you continue talking, "Yeah, I'll turn the lights off and we can just lay down a sleep for a bit, you obviously need it" You say with a light chuckle. Ryan murmurs a word of agreement before pushing the chair out and walking over to the fold out couch and laying down.

You walk over to the light switch and flip the lights off, engulfing the room in darkness except for the small light bulbs around the mirror of the dresser.

You make your way over to the couch and lay down next to your boyfriend and wrap your arms around his small waist. You tuck your head into the crook of his neck and kiss him, "You did really good tonight." You say while smiling.

Ryan laughs quietly before talking Ina very quiet voice, "Be quiet, you said I could sleep" He says with a small chuckle. You couldn't see it but you could tell his face was getting red from the compliment.

"Yeah, whatever" You say before planting a small kiss into the back of his hair, you pull Ryan in closer to you and you both end up falling asleep together before doing the same thing over again tomorrow.

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hii!! hope you enjoyed :D this is my first fic on here so I hope it doesn't suck a lot LOL. this wasn't proofread or anything so there's probably some mistakes but just shhhh. anyways I hope u liked it :3 if you're one of my mutuals pls tell me if this sucks or not LMAO

[camjsad0]

Birthday wish ‧₊˚✩彡

- Ryan ross x reader oneshot !! got bored and js wrote this lol. this is my first oneshot so expect to see a few mistakes sorry😞💪💔

- Fluff <3

- WC: 741

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It was 6:30pm on a tuesday, just a few days after ryan’s birthday. I was laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about random stuff while listening to my favorite band. This was usually what i did everyday.

My thoughts were quickly cut off when i felt my phone vibrate.

I lazily grabbed my phone and saw that ryan had sent me a text. I instantly checked what the message said.

“Hey, can i come over??”

I nervously typed on my phone and sent him back a text,

“yeah sure, what time r u coming over?”

“ill be there in 10 mins :)” he replied.

I sent him a like and got off my bed, making my way to the vanity.

I didn’t know why i was so nervous, it was normal for ryan to come over. However, i never really cared about what i looked like. But for some reason i’ve been developing feelings for ryan—— although i keep trying to be indenial about it because i knew that telling him how i felt can result into having my long-time friendship with ryan ruined. I knew for a fact that ryan viewed me only as his friend, nothing else.

I pushed away my thoughts and quickly started to brush my hair, put a decent amount of lipstick; just making myself look like i totally haven’t been rotting in my bed for days.

A few minutes have passed, and i heard a knock at my door. My mom probably had already let him in, I opened the door to see ryan’s surprised look on his face. “What got you all dressed up?” in a teasing manner. “I went out earlier.” clearly i was lying, unfortunately ryan picked up from my weird tone and replied “You’re totally dressing up for me, aren’t you?” smirking as the words flew off his mouth. “Oh shut up” trying to hide my flushed face, quickly turning around and making my way to my bed as i sat down on it.

“Wanna watch a movie?” looking up at him as i asked. “Yeah sure, how about this one?” he said as he picked up a CD from the small shelf. He comfortably sat down on my bed as i set it up and hurriedly sat down beside him.

30 minutes in, and i sensed that ryan was getting bored of the movie, and honestly so did i, it was just your typical horror movie. He yawned and placed his head on your shoulder. You awkwardly sat there until you finally felt comfortable enough to lean your head on top of his.

“You’ve been acting weird lately, what’s wrong?” he randomly blurted out. I didn’t know how to reply and froze for a few minutes before i finally replied, “It’s nothing.” I stuttered out before getting up and rushing to my bathroom. My heart beating fast, as if it was about to fly out of my chest.

Why were you feeling this way towards ryan? Your bestfriend for years?

You stood there for a few minutes and realized that you had probably left ryan startled. You hesitantly pushed the door knob open.

Ryan was holding your journal in his hands, casually flipping through the pages. Reading it with a smile on his face, I don’t even think he noticed you.

You almost fled there to snatch your journal back, although you knew that ryan had probably already read enough to know how you felt towards him.

“Why did you never tell me how you felt?”

“I’m sorry, but i knew that you only viewed me as your friend-“ you were cut off. “Why would you assume that? What if i liked you too?” He admitted. I couldn’t believe what i just heard. I never even noticed that he had feelings for me too. “What do you mean?”

“God, you’re so oblivious (y/n). I’ve liked you for years. But you were always busy being with some guy that didn’t even treat you right. It crushed me to see you being treated that way. I never had the chance to tell you how i felt-“ you immediately cut him off by placing a soft kiss on his lips. Leaving a faint pink kiss mark on his lips, making you giggle. He leaned forward to kiss you again, this time being more passionate. He pulled off and reached a hand to your cheek.

“I guess my birthday wish came true.”

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[vampynights]

:D HIHIIII i'm back w another ryan rq LOLL can u write any sort of hcs about cuddling or physical affection w him please ^_^ !!!!!!! sorry if this is too vague, just lmk if it is!!!! 💘 (:

✰a/n: HELLO AGAIN ANON!! wonderful to hear from u and get another request!! I completely understand what you want, and since you so politely asked, you shall receive! this is so random but the song i had on repeat while writing this was ‘kiss me’ by sixpence none the richer and i feel like it really just adds to the overall vibe so i highly suggest listening while reading !!! hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day<33

✰RYAN ROSS — physical affection with ryan headcanons 

✰warnings: none tbh!! just pure fluff

(i love this gif sm.)

–ryan is definitely a lot more reserved when it comes to physical affection in the beginning of your relationship

–he’s pretty reserved overall tbh at first, it takes a bit to get him out of his shell

–in the beginning you’d probably have to initiate somethings or hint to him that you’d like to do certain things

–for example, if you wanted him to grab your hand you’d probably have to do that cliche ‘putting your hand super close to him till your pinky’s are touching’ thing to make him notice

–this is probably weird and stupid but i feel like he has like sweaty palms LOL (i do too, i understand the pain.)

–like, you hold his hand for too long and all of a sudden it’s like holding hands with someone who’s sprinkled a shit ton of water onto their hands

–he gets super embarrassed abt it too and you kinda just have to laugh it off and like tell him it’s okay without making a big deal out of it either…?

–once he gets into the habit though his hands are like ALWAYS on yours. 

–underneath tables, while you two are walking, if you’re sitting next to each other, when i saw always I MEAN ALWAYS 

–now moving on from the hand holding, cuddling is a little easier for him to get used to, funnily enough

–his excuse is probably that cuddling is done mostly in private meanwhile hand holding is public a lot of the time and he gets kinda shy

–he is like the perfect mix of little spoon and big spoon

–like he really does not mind being either tbh, he’ll only have a preference if he’s in a REALLY bad mood (in which case he’ll probably wanna be little spoon) but generally, he doesn’t care, as long as he’s holding you he’s chill.

–he’s got a fucking GRIP

–cuddling with him is like signing away your life tbh, once you go into his arms he will not let you out for almost ANYTHING

–this mf definitely is the type to hug you from behind when you’re doing literally anything 

–don’t cook in front of him unless you want your mobility to be restricted because he won’t let go of you

–ok im sorry for saying this but hear me out ok, he’s a “where’s my hug at?” guy

–BUT NOT IN THE WEIRD WAY I MUST EMPHASIZE 

–if you come home the first thing he does is playfully ask you “where’s my hug at?” and opens his arm wide

–when you guys are cuddling on the couch he loves to have your legs over his lap and your head on his shoulder

–if you guys are in public however it’s a little harder to get him to cuddle

–the best you’ll get is him wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close, but he wouldn’t have you on his lap or anything 

–he’s so clingy when he’s drunk

–he comes homes after drinking and the first thing he is doing is latching onto you (keep an eye on him at all times or he might vomit on you. gross.) 

–if you wear his favorite perfume he will purposefully cuddle you A LOT just to smell it

–like you’ll be chilling with him and then literally feel AND hear him sniffing and you’re just like 

–”did you just sniff me?”

–”no?”

–he gaslights you about it cause he get’s embarrassed but you both know the truth

–in summary, he’s clingy as shit and wants to hold you more than anything in the world but also chill out in public otherwise he’ll die 

[mellow-killjoy]

Backstage Cuddles

Ryan Ross x Reader - Fluff

Ryan needs some post-show attention (I apologise if this is cringe, this is my first time writing Rpf and I'm not the best writer. It's very short and it kind of sucks, you've been warned)

I was buzzing with excitement as I made my way backstage, I quickly walked through the halls towards the green room. Raising my fist to knock against the door, I was practically bouncing with joy. As the door swung open I was greeted by Spencer, his face perking up as he saw me “Hey! You guys were awesome tonight” I say to him as he lets me in “well that's just because we had our number one fan in the crowd” he teases ruffling my hair as I walk past.

I look around at the other boys as they greet me, Jon and Brendon were lounging on a couch that was pushed up against the wall. Ryan stood up to greet me, pulling me into a tight hug. I could feel how exhausted he was by the way his body slumped against mine, his head leaning against my shoulder “hi baby, I'm glad you liked the show” his voice was a bit rough from singing all night. I wrapped one arm around his waist, the other coming to rest on the back of his neck “I always love watching you perform” I place a soft kiss to the side of his head.

“Eugh get a room” Brendons tired voice pulls my attention away from Ryan. I barely catch the small whine from him as I pull away from the hug. “Ignore him, he's just jealous” Ryan says, cutting me off before I could even respond to Brendon, as he pulls me towards one of the couches, seemingly desperate to get my attention back on him. I let him manhandle me onto the couch, and I can't help but smile as he lays down, resting his head on my lap.

My heart flutters as he stares up at me with a tired smile, he finally seems content, with my full attention back on him as my hands card through his soft hair. The rise and fall of his chest evens out and I can practically feel the tension leaving him as he doses off. My smile grows slightly wider as a thought passes through my mind, comparing him to a cat, knowing he'd be purring right now if he could. I let myself relax against the couch, soon falling asleep with Ryan, knowing the others would wake us when it was time to leave.

[barringtonishigh]

hiii could i request like highschool best friends to lovers ryan hcs!! ive been thinking about it for ages omg 😭 thank you smm ❤️

OH ABSOLUTELY I LOVE YOU FOR THIS ANON THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE FOR RYAN CONTENT

Ryan Ross x BSF to Lovers!Reader || Headcanons

TW// None.

Silly little headcannons about being friends with Ryan in high school and growing up :))

You met in high school, freshman year. You bonded over a love of similar music.

You had the same friend group, and slowly started hanging out alone together.

He was the only friend with the same lunch period as you sophomore year.

So naturally you guys hung out together during lunch.

You guys left for lunch and usually went to your house.

You'd sit together in your room and listen to music.

You both forgot what time it was and ended up being late for class a lot.

You started asking him to hang out after school, and he almost always agreed to it.

You guys were best friends all through the rest of high school.

When he started Panic!, you guys kind of grew apart

It upset you so much, but you were so glad to see him and his music get big.

You still talked to each other quite a bit, and hung out every so often, but nothing like you used too.

When Panic! split, you were one of the first people he told, though.

When he started doing stuff with The Young Veins, he invited you to one of their concerts.

Obviously, you went.

You visited him backstage.

"We need to hang out more!" You said, hugging him.

"We do. I'll be here the rest of the week."

"There's a carnival in town, do you want to go with me?" You asked.

"Sure!"

You guys went to the carnival.

You spent the night playing carnival games and riding rides.

The final ride you rode was the ferris wheel.

As you guys reached the top of the ride, he grabbed your hands and kissed you.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He muttered.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you to do that." You blushed.

"I think we should hang out like this more."

"I agree."

[saturnplaza]

𝐌𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 // 𝓐 𝓡𝔂𝓪𝓷 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓧 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽

I've finnally finished and posted the Ryan fic I've been working on! I really like this one and I enjoyed writing it, hopefully all who read enjoy it aswell.

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This is set in 2009, in a universe where Panic! At The Disco never existed.

It also follows a first-person perspective.

I also did a diary entry thing, hopefully, that part is easy to follow, I captioned them with a date so hopefully that helps differentiate them from regular text.

!!WARNINGS!!

In this fic, there is a lot of talk on mental health. Specifically the reader//Main character's health. What they are diagnosed with is not specified.

They do spiral slowly throughout the story and go through a lot most of which is due to their self-sabotaging behaviors.

What the Reader//Main character is going through in the beginning is based on personal experience (but a little dramatized for effect.)

I apologize if the part when they get help is off, I don't have experience with it so it's a little harder for me to go off of normally I wouldn't apologize for such a thing but since it's a heavy topic I feel like I should.

CW: Alcohol, Self Deprivation, Cheating.

To all those who dislike Brendon Urie, he is in this fic, playing the role of best friend, so I apologize if you don't like him. Hopefully, that doesn't stop you from reading it or ruin it for you.

Also sadly no Spencer cause I couldn't find where to work him into the plot.

Word Count: 7,060

With all that being said, I present to you:

Kudos and Comments are greatly appreciated <33

[thisisthereallea]

It's fine

Ryan Ross x Reader

Slight hurt/comfort (mostly fluff)

TW: swearing, alcohol, very, very slight nsfw

[HII!!! THAT WAS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC, SO I'M SORRY IF IT'S NOT GOOD!! You can tell me what I should improve, and I'll work on it!!! Hope you'll have fun!! ;P

XO Lea ☆]

*Y/N's POV*

It was a rainy day and I was lying in my bed with my friend Ryan by my side. Yes, Ryan Ross, known as Ryan Ross from Panic! at the disco. Cool, I know. We were friends since 8th grade, when he and his parents moved to our town. Since then we were friends and blah blah blah... As you can guess, I might kinda have a littlest crush on him, but hey.... who wouldn't, right? Anyway, I know it might sound cringe, but I'm 100% sure he doesn't feel the same, cause he can get literally every girl he wants, so I see no point why would he choose me. Anyway! I was scrolling through Instagram, when Ryan sighed and tapped at my shoulder.

— Brendon invited us to some party this weekend. He said that it's a Halloween party, so we should wear some costumes, you down? - he looked at me with pleading eyes.

— Well, if you're going then why not? - I smiled to him and he returned it.

— Good! I'd rather not go to Brendon's alone. - he sighed dramatically and I chuckled.

— Uh-huh, so if we're going, should we have matching costumes? Maybe mummies? [Everybody scream it's almost Halloween!!]

— Dude, I was thinking about the same thing, we totally should! - Ryan said excited. I knew he loves mummies, that's why I picked them, cause.... be fucking for real, who would want to go to party as a mummy. I could've been some Frankenstein [Iero] or dead bride. But I knew it'd make him happy, so whatever.

— Great! Well, we don't have much time, let's go shopping for some paints and bandages! - I said, and we went to store, to buy everything we needed.

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Rest of the week wasn't so entertaining, we were just basically going to school and completing our costumes.

I had the worst luck in the day of the party. First, I spilled my coffee all over myself in the morning, so I had to change my clothes, but then I didn't have anything clean, so I had to wear some of my old clothes, which were too small for me. Then, I slipped on the spilled coffee and not only did I cut my knee on the floor, but my bracelet from Ryan fell under the kitchen cabinet so far that I practically had to climb under it to get it out. And when I had it, I also got a huge, DISGUSTING spider out of it. Yeah, I hope that was everything for today.

Ryan came over to my house, so I could do our matching makeup and that was so far, the only good thing that happened this day.

I was sitting on Ryan's lap, doing his makeup and his hands slipped on my waist. I blushed as crazy, cause what the fuck was he doing... He just grinned with his eyes closed as I was doing his eyeliner. That bitch... My poor heart was about to blow up, so I just tried to ignore it, which was difficult, cause I HAD A CRUSH ON HIM, AND HE HAD HIS HANDS ON MY WAIST!!! WHAT THE HELL.

I calmed myself and focused on finishing his makeup, and when I was done, I stood up and he went to the mirror to see my work.

— Is it good? - I asked him, still feeling a bit of warmth on my cheeks.

— Bro, it's beautiful! Thank you, Y/N, you're so good at this, damn.... - I chuckled at him and blushed slightly.

— Jeez, stop, you're making me blush! - I said jokingly and he smirked.

— Well, I saw how you blushed when I put my hands on your waist, you liked it so much? - I turned away so he couldn't see my red face, so I could finally do my makeup.

As I was finishing my eyeliner, my hand slipped and I stared at my fucking relfection in the mirror trying not to cry, cause I was almost finished. I groaned loudly and frustrated. Ryan came to me and looked at my fucked up eyeliner.

— Ehh... don't worry, you look great anyway - he smiled warmly and put his hand on my shoulder - You can always say that it's a part of your costume, right? - he rubbed my shoulder and I smiled at him. He's so cute and good to me.... You get why I love him.

I sighed, and after a while of getting our things, we went to Brendon's house.

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[Sorry if it's boring...]

When we got there, Brendon opened the door with some girl Sarah beside him and they greeted us.

— Dude, you know who's coming today? - Brendon said to Ryan - Juliet! - he said and grinned at Ryan. Who? I was so confused. I knew it couldn't possibly be Ryan's girlfriend, cause I'd know if he had one, but... I've never heard of anyone named Juliet from him. He side-eyed me and I shot him a confused look.

— That's um... great. - Ryan said embarrassed and Brendon just shook his head.

As the sun went down and everyone was tipsy or just drunk, I was talking to Frank and Andy, cause Ryan went to grab some drinks for us. I realised it was a while ago, but I thought that maybe he met Jon or Z on the way. But after some more time, I was getting worried.

— Uh, guys, I'll go check on Ryan, you wanna stay or go with me? - I asked them and they looked at each other.

— I'll go with you! - Andy shot me one of his stunning smiles. Don't get me wrong, I love Ryan, but Andy is so cute! And he's more like a brother to me anyway.

Frank said he'll stay and went to talk to Pete and Gee.

As we were going and talking with Andy, I spotted Brendon grinning and giggling, while looking at something in the kitchen. Andy said he's probably so drunk, that he's hallucinating, so I brushed this off and then we get there.

Ryan was kissing with some blond girl. She was almost fucking eating him alive and he held her so tightly... I was stunned and I could tell Andy was too. We were standing there for like 15 seconds, which felt like hours and then Andy grabbed my arm and started walking off to the doors. Last thing I saw, was Ryan's shocked face, when he caught a glimpse of us walking off.

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I was crying into Andy's shoulder, when alcohol and the whole Ryan-situation caught up with me. I'm not really blaming him for kissing that girl. She was pretty and in his type. I knew I wasn't that pretty, but she looked nothing like me and this broke me even more. I was kinda angry that he didn't told me about having girlfriend or even a crush.... I thought we were friends.

I heard someone opening the door, and Andy turned around.

— Um...hey, could you leave us alone? Please... - great. Well, who would've thought that it was Ryan. I hung my head low as Andy backed off a little.

— Sure, but don't worsen her state, cause I swear to god... - Andy looked at him with his brows knitted. He was such a good friend. As he was leaving, I heard him whispering "She loved you, bro" to Ryan. Damn, could it get worse? I sniffed and Ryan came to me.

— I'm sorry, Y/N... - he said. I started to feel bad, was I a bad friend and person?

— No, Ryan, it's fine! I just... I thought you'd tell me if you had a girlfriend... But it's okay, really. - I tried to smile at him, but my words were just worsening my ability to speak and hold back tears, so my voice and smile were cracking as fuck. Ryan sighed.

— It's not okay, Y/N and... she's not my girlfriend, I 'd tell you. I'm sorry, fuck, she's just an old friend of mine and... God, I'm sorry, she kissed me and I wasn't really thinking straight after alcohol, so I just went with it. And... you were all over Frank tonight, I just couldn't take it. - my eyes widened at his words.

— What? Ryan, what are you talking about? Frank and I are just friends, besides, Frank have a girlfriend, don't you remember...? - I looked at him in disbelief. He met Jamia, I didn't know what he was thinking anymore... He looked me in the eyes and his cheeks went slightly red. He said a little "Oh..." and I smiled lightly.

— So... that girl isn't your girlfriend, right...? - I asked shyly, cause I still was confused about all of this.

— No, I... - he sighed - I love only you, I couldn't look at you being so close with Frank, I just... I don't even know what I was thinking. I'm sorry Y/N, I get it if you don't want to be with me or you need a break I..- he didn't get to finish the sentence, cause I bring him down and kissed him quickly. We both melted into the kiss and his hands went to my waist, while mine rested on his shoulder and at the back of his head. We broke off after some time and just smiled at ourselves and he kissed me again, this time much softer, without any hesitations and fears of rejection, just pure love and happiness. Soon I deepened the kiss and it got pretty heated. My back collided with the wall and Ryan's hands were roaming on my body. But then someone opened the door and we broke off again. We were panting heavily, and Jon walked through the door. He looked at us, panting and blushing and he started laughing.

— Having fun? Don't get too fucking freaky when everyone can walk on you and get flashed. - he said and we looked at each other and smiled.

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Soon, we got back to my bedroom and as the sun went up we ended up on a ground. I smiled into the kiss and felt Ryan smiling too. He then backed off a little and looked me in the eyes.

— I'm sorry for tonight. I never thought you'd like me like that... I really love you Y/N, really, you're my everything. - he said and kissed my cheek, I felt like crying again.

— I love you too, Ryan! I thought YOU wouldn't like me like that. I guess we're just two idiots. - we chuckled and I hugged Ryan tightly.

I guess that day wasn't so unlucky, after all...

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[kerosene-saint]

imagine: Your boyfriend, Ryan, sits down at the piano. You wonder what he is going to play and you hear him say, "I have a special gift for you." He smiles softly and moves his hands to keys. in a moment of abject horror your hear the G note. HE'S FUCKING PLAYING WELCOME TO BLACK PARADE THAT EMO MOTHER FUC-

[bookdaddysworld]

Reader x Ryan Ross(protective)

*writing for a friend enjoy*

"Alright cut! That's lunch!" called the director.

The music in the background stopped and the lights went down as everyone stopped what they were doing to go and eat.

You walked away from your fellow performers to see your boyfriend Ryan waiting off to the side with a smile.

"Hey babe" He said.

"Hey!" You said as you greeted him with a hug.

You two walked and talked as you headed to the makeshift cafeteria that had been built on set. The music video for "I write sins not tragedies" was being filmed and you were lucky enough to not only be a dancer on the set but the girlfriend of one of the members, Ryan Ross.

"What do you wanna eat?" he asked.

"I trust your opinion."

"You sure about that?" he replied quirking his brow.

You laughed "Yes I'm sure".

"Okay, I'll be right back" he chirped as he walked away to the line.

While you waited you kicked your feet up on to a bench and put in your earbuds to listen to some music on your iPod. You weren't paying much attention so when you felt a tap on your solider you didn't expect to see someone other than Ryan. Instead it was a fellow performer who you had briefly been introduced to when filming started. You remembered his name was Tom.

"Hey Y/n" he said tapping your shoulder to get your attention.

"Oh um hey Tom, what's up?"

"Ya know just tryna find someone cool to hang out with".

"oh okay" you laughed.

You tried to go back to listening to your music but he persisted with his attempt to converse with you. Seeing as Ryan was taking forever you humored him and had a casual conversation. But you kept looking around wondering where Ryan was and Tom noticed.

"Who are you looking for" he questioned.

"Oh no one there's just so many people it's crazy."

"Oh yeah there really is but you're pretty easy to pick out"

"Oh?"

You laughed awkwardly but grew a little uncomfortable as you tried to figure out if he was trying to hit on you. You continued to carry on the light conversation but it was hard when he kept getting bolder.

"So what are you doing after this?"He asked.

"um probably hanging out with some friends" you say trying to be vague on purpose.

"Anything set or.."

"um kinda"

"Well maybe you should ditch your friends and come hang out with me" he said getting closer to you on the bench.

"I have a boyfriend you know"

"I don't see him" he said putting his hand on your knee.

Okay so he was a creep, great. You went to push him away and tell him to get lost when somebody from behind pulled him away. It was Ryan.

"Excuse me why are you touching my girlfriend?" Ryan said with a hard stare.

Tom eyes practically bugged out of his head as he stuttered out a response that required one braincell.

"Oh this is you're girlfriend?! I'm sorry I had no id-"

"No" Ryan cut him off "She told you she did and you still tried to come on to her.

Tom stumbled as he got off the bench I was sitting on. Attempting and failing to look cool as he bullshitted a response to my very angry boyfriend.

"listen dude you gotta understand man to man, you gotta shoot your shot when you can."

What a piece of work.

"Well dude you gotta understand that when someone tells you they have a boyfriend that you need to fuck off."

"why so serious it's not like she a 10 out 10 why are you so angry."

"The fuck did you just say." Ryan said quietly.

Ryan looked like he was about to lose his shit, which as hot as he looked was not what needed to happen right now. So you tried to interject.

"Alright that's enough, Tom you need to leave you're making a fool out of yourself"

People had started to notice the scene that was unfolding and you could see a security guard a ways away starting to notice the situation. Tom failing to hide his embarrassment turned on you.

"You need to learn when to shut up bitch!" Tom pushed you away and you hit the ground.

Before you knew it Tom was on the ground too and Ryan was seemingly hell bent on beating his face in.

You wanted to tell him to stop but was torn between that and letting that asshole get what he deserved.

Before you could make up your mine the security guard you had seen was tearing a slightly disheveled Ryan off of a bloodied Tom.

Ryan was breathing heavily and his hair was ruffled. He had a slight bloody nose and his knuckles were bruised but was otherwise unharmed.

The same could not be said for Tom

I looked at the security guard and saw a name tag that said "Mike".

He looked at me and asked "I saw what happened are you okay?"

I could only nod because my attention was on Ryan who was now in front of me helping off the ground.

"Are you okay" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, you're bleeding"

"I'm fine and you're lying your hands are all scraped up"

"I honestly think that's the least of my worries right now"

He chuckled and rolled his eyes

" Come on let's get you cleaned up" I said grabbing his hand and leading him away from the screaming shitbag flopping around on the ground as Mike tried to restrain him.

I managed to find a first aid kit and lead him to a family restroom. I washed my hands off while Ryan waited patiently. He went and sat on the counter while I opened the kit and stood between his legs to begin cleaning and wrapping up his hands.

"You know" he said in a quiet tone "I should be cleaning your hands".

I scoffed "I washed them I'm fine, you are the one who needs first-aid".

"Well still you shouldn't have to do thi-"

"Oh my god", I stopped cleaning to look at him in the eye, "enough just let me help you".

"Okay" he said dropping the subject as I finished wrapping his hands and went to wipe the blood off his face.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that asshole" he said breaking the silence again.

"You have nothing to be sorry about". I paused then laughed before saying "plus you did one hell of a job at getting him to leave me alone".

We both laughed as I finished wiping his face and put down the wipe. When we stopped we just stared at each other in a silence that was steadily filling the room with tension.

He really did look good. His hair was still ruffled and he was so pretty you couldn't stand it.

"You know I'll always try my best to be there for you right?" he said grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him.

I smiled as my stomach filled with butterflies "yeah".

He looked at my lips then back at my eyes then smiled.

"Good" he said leaning in a closing the gap between our lips.

A warmth starting at my lips radiated throughout my body as our lips slowly moved to together. I slowly brought my hands up his back and tangled them in his hair as he deepened the kiss, thoroughly taking my breath away. My mind became hazy as he became more passionate pulling me flush against him and running his hand up and down my body. I had forgotten where I was and was well on my way to forgetting who I was when there was a knock on the door.

I pulled away quickly, breathing heavily, as I said "occupied" while signaling to Ryan to be quiet.

He just looked amused. Well actually he looked far more than amused, he looked hot as hell with his hair messy and lips swollen, but I was too distracted by whoever was currently banging on the door.

After I was sure they walked away I turned back to Ryan.

"We should probably go."

"Already?" he said with a sad and stupid pout that made me laugh.

"Yea but" I said pulling him close to me again by the collar of his shirt "we can finish this later".

He smiled and looked me up and down

"Can't wait."

The End

*Did y'all get the five nights at freddies reference with mike the security guard or are you lame. Anyways y'all like it?*

[rdiowx]

alright let's see here... how about we combine some monster fucking with Ryan? Vampire boy because I love them very much

maybe Ryan is just. too nervous to drink from you, scared that he'll take too much or it'll hurt you. but you end up convincing him to drink from you and that's how you find out that you really really like vampire bites and blood. thigh humping and frotting ensues of course

YAY VAMPIRE RYAN

Sitting in his lap while he drinks from you and you start grinding against him so ofc he cant help but buck his hips into you :3.

By the time you’re rubbing your cocks together his teeth are still in but he’s too distracted to actually drink from you and his moans are vibrating against your throat while his teeth are still in you.

[slut4ryanross]

2007 Headband Era Ryan Ross x Fem Reader

Warnings: Heavy-ish?? degradation , Choking

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

    It had been a hard couple of days at the recording studio for Ryan, all the stress to drop a new album piling up on him making him more tense than usual.

He hated everything he was writing and recording. So much so that the band had already scrapped an album they were almost finished with for a new start, but still, nothing was coming together.

As much as you cared about Ryan, you couldn't deny the fact that some sick part of you liked when he was mad. Not because you liked seeing him upset, but because of how rough he would fuck you when he was frustrated.

"Are you sure we have enough time?" You asked hesitantly, your eyes scanning the recording studio before glancing at the closed door. Your fingers fumbling with the buttons of Ryan's shirt, hurriedly unbuttoning it before slipping it off.

"Quit thinking about that. We'll be fine." Ryan mumbled, a slight hint of annoyance and impatience in his voice as his hands ran up your back, underneath your shirt making you shiver.

"Besides, the doors locked anyway." Ryan continued, not giving you time to respond before slipping your shirt off over your head, allowing it to fall to the ground along with his.

His hand trailed up your bare back before reaching your hair, his fingers threading through the strands as he yanked it roughly, forcing you to turn your head just enough so he could whisper into your ear.

"Just don't make too much noise and we'll be fine."

His breath was warm against your neck, contrasting the cold studio room making you shudder.

You hadn't seen him this stressed in ages. Maybe it was all the interviews he had lined up for the week, or his inability to come up with lyrics. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. All that mattered to you was helping him relax.

"You want it, don't you?" Ryan mumbled against your neck, pressing a kiss against it before sucking harshly and biting it, his tongue flicking out and running over the bite to soothe it, causing your body tense under his touch.

As Ryan spoke, his hand found its way to yours, guiding your hand to his hardened cock which strained painfully against the zipper of his pants, allowing you to feel how hard he was.

You let out a shaky exhale of approval, your hand lightly palming his erection mindlessly, causing him to suck in a sharp breath. "Tell me you fucking need it. Beg for me to fuck you."

Your breath caught in your throat as you tried your best not to let out a needy moan at his words. "Fuck, Ryan.. Please. I need it, so fucking bad." You begged pathetically, your hands weaving through his wavy brown hair, tugging on it gently.

You knew better than to pull too hard, last time you had made that mistake he fucked you so hard you weren't able to walk straight for days.

"You're such a needy little slut for me aren't you?" Ryan mumbled. His hand released yours before hooking his fingers underneath the waistband of your skirt, tugging at it before sliding it off, allowing it to fall to your ankles. "Begging for me to fill you with my cock."

His mouth returned to your neck, placing more kisses and marks along your collarbone, causing you to involuntarily pull on his hair harder, making him groan.

"Fuck. I cant wait any longer." Ryan growled, allowing his hand to slide into your underwear. His fingertips lightly ran up and down over your swollen clit, teasing you. The movements smooth and slick thanks to how wet you where for him.

"Ryan.." You gasped, your voice cracking from desperation, a shaky, pathetic moan escaping your lips as your fingers dug into his scalp, resisting the urge to yank on his hair. "please.."

"Please? Really? Is that all you have to say?" Ryan teased, his lips hovering over your neck as he whispered. His hand removed itself from your underwear, moving to your hip as he squeezed it hardly, his fingernails leaving indents in your skin.

"I know you can do batter than that." He continued, licking your neck before trailing open mouthed kisses down it to your collar bone. His grip tightened on your hip as his other hand untangled itself from your now messy hair, moving to your hips and gripping them firmly.

Your head tilted back slightly, giving Ryan more access to your full neck. Soft, quiet moans escaped your lips as your hips grinded into his, making him groan.

"Such a good little slut for me." Ryan murmured quietly under his breath, almost as if he was talking to himself.

Before you could respond with another quiet moan, you felt his hands push up back, guiding you by your hips.

Your back hit the table, Ryan's hands releasing your hips as he moved them to the back of your thighs, giving them a light tap, signaling for you to sit on the table, his hands helping you onto it carefully.

"Are you sure we won't get caught? I mean-"

Before you could finish your sentence you felt his teeth sink into your neck once again, causing you to gasp, yanking his hair.

"I already fucking told you, we'll be fine as long as you just shut up." Ryan grumbled through his teeth, his voice filled with impatience and eagerness. The pleasure and pain from you pulling his hair making him groan.

"Just," Ryan paused, his fingers hooking underneath the waist band of your underwear, tugging at them before pulling them down, sliding them down your legs, allowing them to fall to the ground.

"Just be a good girl for me and don't make too much noise, okay?" Ryan continued, his hand moving up to your neck, wrapping his fingers around it lightly as his thumb ran over the hickeys he had left behind.

You swallowed thickly, giving Ryan a slight nod as your grip on his hair loosened.

"Yeah, alright." You mumbled, trying your best not to squirm under his touch.

With a hum of approval, Ryan released his gentle grip on your neck, allowing his hand to slide down your body slowly, his hand finding its way back down to your wetness.

"Please hurry." Your hips bucked forward against Ryan's hand, desperate for his touch. "I can't wait any longer." You pleaded, your legs instinctively wrapping around Ryan's waist.

"So needy." Ryan teased, his thumb starting to rub loose circles around your clit, causing you to whimper softly, your hips jerking upwards as he teased you.

Without warning, Ryan pulled his hand away again, leaving you panting.

"Fuck! Ryan-" You began to protest, before you stopped yourself, not wanting to upset him further.

Your reaction caused Ryan to let out a shaky laugh, his hands moving to the buttons of his pants, his fingers fumbling to unbutton them before hurriedly sliding them down to his knees along with his underwear, not bothering to take them off fully.

"Look at you," He whispered, beads of precum coating the tip of his cock. "begging for my cock, like a dirty little whore." He continued, his hands reaching behind you and unclasping your bra before tugging it off, tossing it across the room not caring where it ended up.

"But you're my dirty little whore, aren't you?" He added, his hand returning to your cunt, his middle and ring finger rubbing your clit in medium paced circles, causing your hips to buck forward.

"Fuck!" You whined, your hands moving to the edge of the table, gripping it firmly as you resisted the urge to jerk your hips forward again.

"You're already so wet, aren't you? Like you've been waiting for this all day." Ryan murmured against your neck, his free hand moving to your cunt as well, his middle finger rubbing circles around your entrance all while continuing to run your swollen clit.

Your hands released the table and returned to his hair, pulling lightly as you bit your lip, suppressing a needy moan.

"But you haven't though, have you? You've been waiting for me to fuck you for days now." He hissed, not giving you time to reply before his finger slipped inside you fully, moving in and out slowly, mimicking the action fucking.

You let out a sharp gasp that turned into a desperate moan, his fingers working faster on your clit. "Ryan-"

"You're so loud aren't you? Surprised they haven't caught us yet..." He growled, cutting you off before biting your neck, his fingers maintaining a steady pace. "Bet you'd want that it huh? Want them to see how much of a needy slut you are for me." He finished, removing his finger from your cunt causing you to groan in disappointment.

"Too bad, we can't have that. I have a reputation that can't be tainted by a whore like you." He teased, his hand moving up to his forehead, his fingers slipping underneath his headband as he slipped it off, balling it in his hand.

"Open.." He mumbled, his other hand moving to your jaw, his thumb running over your bottom lip.

With a timid nod you parted your lips slightly, looking up at him, your eyes meeting his for a split second.

Carefully, Ryan brought his other hand to your mouth, forcing the fabric of his headband in as he held onto your jaw firmly with his other.

"Good girl." He praised, his hand releasing your jaw as both of them moved back down to your hips, gripping them firmly.

With a shaky hand, Ryan's right hand moved down to his cock, running his thumb over the tip, precum leaking from it.

As you watched Ryan stroke his cock a few times, as if preparing it, your legs tightened around his waist, urging him to continue.

With a shaky breath, Ryan guided his cock to your cunt, the tip rubbing up and down your clit causing you to moan into the makeshift headband gag, your hands pulling on his hair roughly causing him to groan.

"Fuck, I could cum just from this." Ryan groaned, his lips grazing your neck.

As much as Ryan enjoyed seeing you writhe in desperation under him, and as much as he enjoyed teasing you, he couldn't hold back much longer.

With a shaky inhale Ryan guided his cock to your entrance, slowly pushing in inch my inch till he filled you fully, a groan escaping his lips.

Your hips arched into his, pulling him closer as you tightened your legs around his waist, moaning loudly into the fabric.

"So fucking tight for me, what a good slut." Ryan groaned against your neck, allowing you time to adjust to his size before he began rocking his hips, his cock sliding into you in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

"Ryan, please." At least, thats what you tried to say; what came out was more of a muffled whimper than a sentence. But nonetheless, Ryan somehow managed to understand.

"Don't fucking say my name, slut." Ryan growled, his thrusts slow and shallow as he started to properly fuck you on the recording studio table.

"Just take it, be a good little whore and take my cock like the dirty little bitch you are." Ryan hissed, his hand moving back to your cunt, his thrusts quickening as his thumb rubbed circles on and around your clit.

With a sharp inhale you nodded, moaning again into the fabric in your mouth, his finger on your clit and his cock thrusting in and out of you making your mind go blank.

Ryan's free hand moved from your hip to your throat swiftly, his thumb tilting your head back as he squeezed your throat, cutting off air to your lungs but not enough to make you pass out, just enough to make you focus on the pleasure he was providing.

"Don't even fucking think about cumming until I tell you to." Ryan growled, his head moving back from your neck to admire the work he was doing on your cunt, his voice filled with lust and desperation.

"You want me to fuck you harder don't you? You want me to fuck you like the slut you are?" Ryan confirmed, his hips picking up the pace, each thrust deeper and harder than the last

His voice grew slightly louder, groaning with each thrust. "Bet you want to come, don't you?" He teased, as if reading your mind, his thumb working faster on your clit, maintaining the pace of his thrusts.

"Cum for me, fucking whore." Ryan groaned, maintaining his pace as he held back his orgasm, desperately wanting you to cum first.

As badly as you wanted this to continue, your release was inevitable, threatening to crash over you any second, and with Ryan's spoken permission you knew you couldn't hold back any longer.

With a shaky muffled moan, your body tensed under his, your hands tangled in his hair as you pulled it roughly, your orgasm hitting you hard as your hips bucked against his.

Ryan's hand squeezed your throat harder, his thrusts growing more erratic, his hips bucking desperately as his orgasm hit him, causing it to let out a groan mixed with a gasp, his warm cum filling you, his hand releasing your neck as his body twitched.

"Fuck..." Ryan whimpered, his voice shaky and his legs close to giving out. With a shaky breath, Ryan's hand lightly gripped your jaw, urging it further open as his other hand moved to your mouth, removing the headband before tossing it onto the table, his arms wrapping around your waist as he leaned in and kissed your neck, still buried inside you.

After a moment of silence, Ryan pulled back before pressing a light kiss against your forehead. "I'm sorry baby. I love you." He mumbled against your forehead, his breathing slowling down.

"I love you too."

[lunarwritesthings]

Finding Myself Again

Paring: Ryan Ross x Gn!Reader

Fandom: Idek honestly

Request: Yes, by anon

Summary: After a heartbreaking break-up, Ryan struggles to find himself again, only his friend steps up to help him through it. Only for Ryan to finally realizes his true feelings.

Ryan's heart was broken. He thought he had found his true love, but she ended up leaving him. It was a difficult time for Ryan, but his friend was there to help him through it.

Ryan was completely blindsided by the break up. One minute he thought everything was going well in his relationship, and the next minute he found himself alone.

It took him some time to process what had happened and come to terms with his new reality. As it sank in, Ryan tried to push his emotions down and pretend like everything was okay, however he felt completely lost and alone.

There was one bright light in the darkness for Ryan. That light was his best friend. They stood by Ryan side always refusing to give up on him. Regardless of the situation together, they always follow a way forward.

Having his best friend by his side was a blessing in disguise. They were always there to listen to him rant, offer advice, and take Ryan out and help him have fun to remind him that there was more to life.

Ryan's rants could last of hour as he'd get everything of his chest. Sometimes the rants were about the break up, other times his rants would be about how he didn't feel like enough.

When it came time to take Ryan's mind off the break up, the two would go to movies, concerts, restaurants and cafes, and they would have heart-to-heart conversations over lunch, dinner, and even just a drink. However know Ryan as long as they did they knew how to have fun and keep the mood light.

It was a slow recovery, but eventually Ryan healed with the help of his best friend. It was bittersweet, but at least Ryan had finally found himself again. And perhaps along the way, he'd found love in the form of a friendship after all, or maybe there was something blooming.

[prettyseaveins]

Lover Boy, Lover Girl - R.R.

Ryan Ross x female!reader one shot

SFW / No warnings 

word count: 748

Summary: a small snippet into a random morning with Ryan Ross

“Ryan, did you hear what the fuck is going on with the government?” you asked, your body leaning against an arm of their shared couch as you held a cup of coffee. A look of disbelief was on your face as your boyfriend sat down beside you, letting his eyes fall on the screen you stared at. “This literally means that the government is gonna start controlling our brains or some shit because they want to block the media we consume—which is complete and utter bullshit! What the fuck? Does this mean I am no longer going to be able to sing about socialism and shit?”

“I think you’ll be able to sing about your idealistic world of anti-capitalism and love for me no matter what the government says,” he smiled comfortingly at you and let a hand rub your thigh soothingly. “This probably won’t even pass. Do you even hear how dumb they sound? She asked him if some dumb meme caused kids to become communists. I think we’ll be fine.”

“I guess you’re right, but also, who said I sang about loving you? For all you know, I could be singing about my love for Pedro Pascal or another celebrity crush that is ranking high on the list. Who knows, it could even be one of your friends from a different band. What was that bassist that took over Jon’s spot? Austin, was it? Or maybe his name was Antonio?” You put a finger up to your chin, tapping it as you faked your pondering. “Oh, I remember! Dallon is his name! Isn’t he a part of some big and famous band now? Supposedly even better than that band you used to be in?” Before you could utter another word, Ryan grabbed the coffee out of your hands and pushed his free hand into your side, starting to tickle you.

“You better plead for mercy,” he said, continuing to tickle you as you giggled and thrashed around. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You were right! All my songs are about you and not some stupidly gorgeous hunk!” Another fit of giggles and laughter left your lips as he continued to harass your side with wiggling fingers. “I said you were right! Please, have mercy on my soul!” After a couple more seconds of tickling, Ryan stopped and let you be free of the punishment.

“Thank you for admitting I was right,” he took a quick sip out of your mug, grimacing at the taste. “You put way too much creamer in here.”

“Yeah, well it wasn’t for you, it was for me,” you sat up and grabbed the mug from him before taking a sip of your own coffee. “I could make you a cup if you want. One that has less sugar for your poor old soul.”

“You can’t be mean to me anymore. I have fingers of steel that could tickle you for eons to come,” he wiggled his fingers to try and prove just how serious he was, but it only resulted in a cringe from you.

“Okay, lover boy. I’m gonna make you a cup of coffee so I can hopefully get that image out of my head,” you stood up and started walking to the kitchen, setting down your own mug to start making Ryan’s. “And can you please change the channel? I would love to stop thinking about how the world is coming to an end for one second.”

“As you wish,” he picked up the remote and flicked it to a different channel, letting a random episode of Friends play as you made him coffee. “Make sure to use the mushroom house mug.”

“You mean the only mug you ever use? Technically, it isn’t even your mug, I’m the one that bought it,” you countered, finishing making his coffee before walking back to the living room and passing the mug to him. “I made sure to keep it extra disgusting.”

“Just because I like my coffee actually tasting like coffee doesn’t mean it’s disgusting. Also, I will forever be denying the fact that this was ever your mug. They are forever mine,” you rolled your eyes at his statement and grabbed your own mug, it coincidentally originally owned by your boyfriend, before taking your own sip.

“Whatever you say, nerd,” you giggled and let yourself sink next to Ryan, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I love you too, lover girl,” he said softly, peacefully watching the television with you.

~

A/N: I just wanted to create more ryan ross content so i wrote this lol. i’m gonna write more so drop suggestions if u want to ! thank you :)

[vampynights]

HIII!!! i'm so glad to see someone who writes for ryro😭💘 could u do ryan ross x reader hcs in which the reader is likeee anxious or in a bad mood or something & ryan comforts her?? ^_^ something sweet n fluffy please!!

✰a/n: HI ANON !!! thank u for being my first request!!! sorry if it isn’t exactly what you wanted, it’s my first time doing headcanons for him and I wanted it to be somewhat realistic. this one came at the right time tbh, i’ve been very stressed and anxious about college applications and shit so this was definitely needed. I love ryro and understand the struggle of not seeing enough people write for him, haha. hope u have a good day !!!

✰RYAN ROSS — headcanons for ryan with an anxious s/o !!!

✰warnings: mentions of anxiety, panic attacks, and just overall being stressed or having bad days. dont worry though, there’s comfort and lots of fluff!! 

— i honestly feel like despite being an amazing lyricist, ryan probably struggles with actually saying things to comfort someone or talk to them. 

— he’s probably dealt with how own anxiety and knows how it can hit randomly or what can bring it on and he knows how to deal with it

— that being said, he definitely doesn’t like to see his own s/o suffer from it as well. 

— if you’re expecting to have a bad day at work he’ll send you a message before you leave to cheer you up

— probably something simple like “have a good day at work, you got this :) -ryan” 

— he definitely will play you a song on the guitar if you ask him to, though he’s a little shy about it. 

— he sings super quiet at first but gets louder when he notices that you calmed down after hearing his voice.

— if you’re a dog person he let’s you play with dottie and cuddle her !!!

— if you get home from a really bad day you don’t even have to speak, he just sees it on your face and gives you a hug without saying anything. 

— once or if you start crying he’ll rub your back and just whisper in your ear to let it out :(( 

— if you need to rant he is an AMAZING listener. he may not contribute much to the conversation but he’ll listen and give advice if you ask.

— y’know that lyric ‘melt your headaches call it home”? 

— yeah he emphasizes the FUCK out of that lyric when he sings that song to you if you’re having a bad day. 

— i feel like he’d have a thing for playing with your hair to get you to fall asleep if you’re struggling. like he’ll have you lay your head on his lap and he’ll absentmindedly run his hands through your hair and scratch your scalp while reading or something

— now if your anxiety is REALLY bad to the point where you have a panic attack he is so quick to action

— he knows better than to just tell you to ‘breathe’, he’ll actually guide you to breathe with him and then make you do grounding techniques to calm down

— he doesn’t like to hold you too tightly when you’re having them because he doesn’t want to suffocate you, so he’ll lightly wrap his arms around you from behind and rest your back on his chest

— once it’s over he’ll tighten his grip a little more and try to talk to you about what happened, though dosn’t push you too hard if you don’t want to talk about it. 

— he probably cooks your favorite meals if you’re having a bad day and just wanna eat your comfort foods, like he’ll have like recipes and stuff written down in a little book or in his notes app and look at them whenever he notices you aren’t feeling well.

— if he notices you’re stressed with something he’ll offer to help you finish it or will do it for you

— nighttime is always the best time for the two of you. he’ll sing you to sleep if you’re really tired and upset and then will stay up for a while later to make sure you’re alright

— if you aren’t as tired or have too much on your mind he’ll talk to you about anything and everything until you eventually fall asleep. like, the two of you will have conversations debating children's show for HOURS if it means getting your mind off of whatever is bothering you

— overall he’s a very attentive and caring bf who may not have a lot to say but he will go far and beyond to make sure you’re ok !!!

[mellow-killjoy]

ok so I'm gonna write a fic in my spare time, just for fun, I'll be posting it on both tumblr and ao3. It's gonna be a P!atd Highschool - college au

and yes I mean an actual love triangle, where they all have feelings for each other

And no matter the results it will be full of angst because I can't help myself