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cookies-and-mirrors · 3 months ago

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Prison of Stone and Flesh

Chapter Twenty One

This is a collaborative fic between @cookiesupplier and @faceless-mirror.

Dividers by @samspenandsword @cafekitsune @saradika-graphics

Authors Note: Angsty SMUT ahead

Pairings: Multi-Pairings, Everybody x Everybody.

Triggerlist: transphobia, homophobia, abuse, SA, dubcon, religious trauma, past suicide attempts, mental health issues, grief, death, violence, (To be added to)

Christopher, Justin, and Ryan are members of the Gargoyle Order, soldiers fighting in the angels war against the demonic supernatural evils of the world to protect human kind. Through the years they lost comrades and now just the three of them remain in their little town.

Now, Ricky and Vinny are moving into their church, stirring up old and new feelings, along with the past, posing the challenge of navigating this new chapter in their lives.

Can they all navigate this path successfully and break free of the prisons that is their lives of both stone and flesh, or will they all be trapped forever in a world that could prove to be a constant misery?

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Chapter Twenty One

Ryan was thankful that he was on patrol with Chris, as much as he loved Justin, he did, he knew that the man wasn’t able to ever keep his mouth shut. He would just jabber on and on all night long. Look at what happened after Chris spent the night with Vinny, he brought him home almost disembowelled by a demon, Ryan didn’t want his insides almost to end up on the ground thank you very much. All because Justin couldn’t keep his mouth shut. No, Chris would be respectful, and hopefully, potentially keep his thoughts to himself.

Though, even if that was asking too much, he’d at least be decent about it, and stop if he asked him to.

Chris, he was just happy to get out of the Church. While he’d gone out the night before and had his little tiff with the hellhound before that, had Jerahmiel called it, Oli? Had shown up, what kind of hellhound had that one been? He’d never seen the likes of one that massive before. It was either old, or a new breed so massive, that hell had specific plans in mind for it. That worried Chris, what did Hell have planned to have sent something that massive out to guard a fallen angel? Jerahmiel had to be a fallen if Gwynn was classed as one, right? Gwynn was a precious being, to be called fallen, Jerahmiel had to be one too.

They were walking in silence, both of them so focused on keeping guard, and their own minds if they were honest. Chris had Chenza back in Vinny, and Ryan… Ryan was not going to talk about it, about any of it. Most of all, though, it was the night after Halloween, and the night after Halloween was just as bad as the night itself. There was no telling how many demons were able to slip through the veil between the realms the night before when it was so thin.

Hearing a scream down an alley down the street, Ryan already had his hammer drawn, extending the handle ready to swing, Chris extracted his daggers from their sheaths immediately, unquestionably. Their steps quickened on the pavement as they broke into a run down the street, following the sounds of the mortal's distress. They rounded the corner of an alley to find a circle of demons surrounding a woman, that was all, a single woman.

“Never change it up, do you boys, always have to gang up on the weak and the helpless.” Ryan’s words came as both gargoyles grew larger, their bodies shifting into their bestial forms, covered in their living stone, wings erupting from their backs as the demons let out vicious shrieks. Scales shed from the beasts before the gargoyles down in the alley, they didn’t even need to run at them. The hoard of hell spawn didn’t have a cell in their collective minds when they decided to come at the immortal warriors, running toward them to their dooms. They intended to guard their prey, but Chris and Ryan weren’t about to let that woman stay in their clutches.

At the church, Gwynn was up and moving best they could, though right now, Gwynn was eating, as Vinny was feeding Honesty and themself as many eggs as possible, along with feeding Justin. Ricky had crashed back to bed as soon as he had come back from the restroom, and was currently still asleep in his room. Vinny had already lured his mate away with cheesy scrambled eggs and fresh bacon and ham steaks with green onions sprinkled over both. Justin had walked out of Ricky’s room, and taken one look at Atsuko with all those plates in front of him, and smiled. He remembered that first morning with Vinny cooking all those different eggs for him, Vinny making all those different types, trying to figure out what he liked to eat, and figuring out… yesss cheesy scrambled eggs. Climbing onto the stool, and devoting his love for Vinny right there, she was perfection.

Gwynn had been dazed, not remembering much but feeling… good and confident. They were eager to see Ryan after patrol, wanting to wrap him up in their arms and wings, but part of them knew better, still fearful of that harsh touch.

Chris and Ryan fought hard through the hoard of demons, and it was a hoard. Turned out there was a small tear in the veil that they used a rune to seal before they could leave. The more they fought, the more demons that kept pushing through, thankfully the woman got away unscathed while they slashed and smashed their way through the gore of the masses. The bodies of the demons bursting into flames and descending back down to hell the moment they were hit with the runed weapons. Once Chris had sealed the tear with his daggers dipped in holy water, they killed the last few of the demons and finally, they could rest… Just a moment… Shit…

Now, now, they could make their way back to the church.

Rather than walk, they took to the skies, knowing they were drenched in blood, and if they were seen, they would raise a few eyebrows… just a few.

A teenager looked out the window to see them and shouted, “DAD. THERE ARE GIANT MONSTERS OUTSIDE-”

A booming voice came from deeper in the home, “Damn it, Will! Did you get into my mushrooms again?”

Chris took in a sharp breath, glancing over at Ryan, they had both heard the kid shout, even from the sky, they could hear, well, everything almost. What were they going to do, usually it was dark enough they could be hidden, and then, before either of them could say anything, the next voice came… The amusement that washed over him was such a shock to his system that he almost forgot how to fly for a second. For a second, he almost fell from the sky, Chris having to grab at him before he got too low... that had his commander smirking and laughing his ass off at him.

“And to think, I didn’t think I’d get a laugh out of tonight.”

Gwynn looked up as the rush of the night air changed, they were back! They moved to greet them freezing seeing Ryan, jaw slack and looking over him, they swallowed, “Hi.” they wanted to reach out and touch him, but something told them not to reach out. A voice. A worry in the back of their mind, itching and angry, snarling in their head.

Landing on the balcony of the rectory, while they had more access than that, they had the different alcoves open, this was the one that they used. There was also the fact that so many of the alcoves used to belong to fallen members of their troupe, and it felt, different, to traipse over them sometimes. They were both so covered in blood, and heaven knows what, they were probably dripping it everywhere…

Chris looked between Gwynn and Ryan, “I'm going to clean up at Vinny’s.” Escaping the rectory before either of them could say a thing, he wasn’t going to deal with that tension right now, not to mention he wanted to be near his mate.

Ryan took in a deep breath, swallowing, there was an adrenaline rush after a fight, but he was covered in blood and the thought of tainting Gwynn, tainting… clearing his throat brokenly… “I’ll just… uh…”

“I could join you- or… I would have but-” Gwynn stopped talking, remembering their leg, and sighed, “Go ahead and clean up. Get some rest if you want… whatever feels right.” they said gently, licking their lips, “If you want to… find me later?” they offered sweetly.

Ryan’s breath caught, if he wanted, what he wanted, the feeling then that gripped him was like Jerahmiel was standing behind him, reaching under his rib cage, and wrapping his fingers around his heart and gripping. A rune on his back glowing, focusing the pain for a moment before fading back and disappearing again, the illusion disappearing with it. Swallowing heavily, his fingers flexing by his sides, “Alright.” Shifting on his feet before making for the bathroom, inching his way around them.

Gwynn took off from the balcony, going up to their old alcove, touching the door before easing in, seeing it covered in dust and dirt. Some birds had once roosted here but no longer… they paused before clapping, and it steadily cleaned itself. Leaving the room spotless, Gwynn sighed and looked around. They upgraded the bed with a simple touch and laid down groaning softly, their body stretched out as their fingers worked their pants out of the way, stroking their fingers over their folds slowly, moaning softly his name.

Listening just inside the door for the sound of them leaving, sighing as Ryan knew he was alone, damn, what was he doing. This morning, this morning, had been so different. He hadn’t even slept properly, in what more than twenty-four hours, he was dead on his feet. Okay, he’d rested some with Gwynn this afternoon, and it had felt so strange, nothing compared to a rejuvenation cycle of stone, but, not the point, he, he didn’t know what the fuck he was thinking right now. Stripping the bloody clothes from his body in the bathroom, discarding them aside, he stepped into the shower, he started it and just began scrubbing, washing every inch of his marred and scarred body.

They weren’t supposed to scar. Gargoyles, with their ability to seal their wounds with one rejuvenation cycle, they were never supposed to form visible scars on their bodies. Even Chris, when he’d taken so long to heal, it had all been internal, his muscles struggling to support his bodies internal functions. How or why they could never explain it, but injuries that they endured always took longer to heal, leaving them to linger in pain.

Once he was clean, that was when Ryan’s fingers were wrapping around his cock. Sighing, thinking about one person, a face, a name he’d once forgotten falling from his lips, that he hadn’t said like this in so long.

Alone, Gwynn was whimpering and mewling in pleasure, legs shaking, as they remembered the feeling of waking up with Ryan. His cock had slid between their clothed cheeks and remembering that, Gwynn stroked faster, teasing the clit that had adapted instead of their cock they still missed. They teased their folds as they melted in delight, trembling with their eyes rolled back.

Ryan braced himself against the wall of the shower with his other hand as he stroked his cock, head hung forward. Hair wet as the scalding hot water running down his body washing away pink with the blood down the drain all evidence of the patrol forgotten now as he moaned out, “Gwynn…” Having his hands on them this morning was too much, and, not enough, more than he’d ever deserve again and he knew it.

Gwynn was moaning fingers working into them as their other hand gripped the sheets beneath them softly, whimpering out Ryan's name, pleadingly. “Ryan- Ryan please-!” They whispered, throbbing as they moved just a bit faster.

Groaning as the warmth of the water was a poor replacement for the press of Gwynn’s body against his, the feel of them wrapped around him, being inside of them, their cock in his hand instead of his own. No… fuck… that could never happen again, could it? He’d never feel their cock in his hand again… not that he had any right to touch them at all again any longer, anyway. Thumb rubbing over the tip, so careful, and it wasn’t even how he liked, it was, he sobbed, they, they had always liked, “Go on baby, cum for me…” Words barely gasped from his lips as his hand works them in his mind, not wanting to let go of this moment. He wasn’t going to get a reality, why couldn’t he have this?

The angel squirmed and gasped, wings fluttering as they fought their orgasm for a minute before crying as they came, imagining Ryan’s frame pressed over theirs as they sobbed out his name cumming hard. They wouldn't get it for a while yet… they would earn it back. The right to touch him.

The feeling of his orgasm ripped through Ryan as he came into his hand with Gwynn’s name on his lips. There was a pain to his pleasure now, and admitting that to anyone never happened, ever, but a sob escaped him, knowing that he couldn’t escape it. Escape the things that he’d done, the horrible monster that he’d become, giving in. He hadn’t just been abused, he’d wanted it, time and time again, just so he could feel anything at all, for centuries. Sure, Ryan had never been wanting for lovers in the troupe, even as their numbers as dwindled, but it had always been different. He was the monster, he was ruined, and he knew it, Jerahmiel always made sure he knew it. He had accused Gwynn… And yet, he was the one that would never deserve them… Ever.

Gwynn stared at the ceiling, tears in their eyes, longing for the gargoyle they loved, wanting to be buried in his arms once more. Wondering if they would ever feel him like that again now that he knew how broken they were. What they had been used for. Then they got up, cleaning up and laid back down curled up ignoring the throbbing in their leg.

Chris had gone to clean up with Vinny, and spend some time with her, coming back from a patrol like that was always a horrific feeling. He had known it would be jarring for her to see him like that, and while he could have cleaned up beforehand, continuing to hide everything, wouldn’t have felt right. What's more, staying around Ryan, and Gwynn, with that tension, he didn’t think anyone in this building wanted that.

Sexual, emotional, it was just all kinds of tragic and passionate and none of them wanted to deal with it.

So after he cleaned up, and spent a rather substantial amount of time wrapped up in bed with his mate, reaffirming her he was alive, and perfectly fine. No more injuries. No demons had gotten a scratch on him… Even though one had almost gutted him just a few weeks ago, yes he understood her upset there, these things happened, he was fine… Chris went looking for Gwynn. Eventually, he went looking for them in their old room. He couldn’t remember if anyone had ever taken up their old alcove they’d once shared with Ryan, or if even Ryan had been able to bring himself to stay in there, after…

Knocking on the doorway, he waited, “Gwynn, Justice?”

“Come in.” Gwynn called, standing up, leaning on their cane as they grunted softly. “I'm good. I'm right here… I figured I should clean up the alcove… since…”

The alcoves tended to appear a lot smaller from the outside of the church than they were on the inside. This was one of the higher ones, and if Chris was honest, he was surprised the magic expanding the inside still worked. Then again, it was connected to Gwynn, so that was why it did. Nodding as he stepped in, “Of course, I just thought, I’d come by, see how you were going, healing, whether physically, or, otherwise?” Chris had gotten used to being the one to watch out for those around him, even if it was technically Gwynn’s job, it didn’t even occur to him to let it go now they had returned to them. Gwynn was still healing, just demanding everything of them would be detrimental anyway.

They smiled at him softly, “I'm okay… I'll be fine… I don't know if Ryan will ever want to move back in here… but…” Gwynn stopped looking over to see the hand carved cradles that Ryan had made for their future babies and their eyes watered. “When I was in heaven, I had dreamed of being here… home with Ryan… I'm fine. I’m fine…” Gwynn said, talking fast enough to distract themself from the cradle haunting them. They had been so excited, remembering when Ryan had shown them the matching set of cradles. Their diamond eyes gleamed in pain and anguish. “... I’m fine, but, but Ryan-”

Chris couldn’t say if Ryan would want back in this particular alcove either, sometimes, the past could weigh on you, such as those cradles. Would Gwynn feel the same about those cradles? So bittersweet with both wonderful and painful feelings, it would bring should anyone suggest using them for any babies the troupe brought into the world, some potentially very soon. By the angel, if Jerahmiel was right, those babies weren’t just going to be half-breeds, and Gwynn had heard everything. They hadn’t blinked. He wasn’t sure how to take that if he was honest.

“Gwynn, breathe, Ryan will be fine.” Chris was worried about them, he knew Ryan, he knew he could handle himself. They would have to figure out how to get him help, but he was more worried about Gwynn right now, with the way they were talking so fast. He reached carefully for their shoulders to gently turn them away from the room to the panel to the outside from the alcove. “We will work it out, you have my oath. I’m more worried about you right now.”

They looked up at Chris, silver eyes glimmering. “… what if he doesn't want me anymore? Am I too broken? I'm not able-bodied anymore. I can't even walk properly-” they whispered, closing their eyes and leaning their head back, staring up at the stone ceiling. “I wouldn't blame him if he hated me for everything… I can’t even fight right now, I’m not strong enough anymore… I don’t know what to do.”

The angel was broken. “And now… knowing because I was gone… Ryan got hurt more than I could have imagined… I hate myself more.”

Chris shook his head slightly, “Vinny told me Ryan’s first reaction upon seeing you, well, aside from confusion, there is no way, in the creator's blessed earth, that gargoyle does not want you anymore.” Sighing, these two, what was he going to do with them. “Besides, sadly, you are not the only one that is broken, able-bodied or not, it's not going to matter to him Gwynn, or any of us… Vin and I care for you too, and I’m sure Justin, and Ricky will love you just the same once they know you.” Provided the nephilim issue doesn’t prove a problem…

Reaching for Gwynn’s hand now, “Gwynn, I’m so sorry, but the truth is this isn’t your fault, the only people at fault were the people who kept you away, the people that tortured you both. Until we can get justice for both of you, all we can do, is do our best to help the two of you deal with this trauma… tell me, please, how can I help you deal with yours?” This wasn’t all about Ryan.

They looked at Chris’ hand holding their own, and they trembled, holding it just a bit tighter, “… Chris… I don’t know… I have no idea what to do… for the first time I’m clueless, and I’m looking for stability… and I can’t find it. Every time I think I have a grip, it's torn away… I felt best being near him. I don’t know what to do… Chris. I just wanted to be close to him, but he didn’t seem to want to be close to me, and I don’t know how to relax around him again. I just want my mate to touch me.” they whispered, chest aching. “Yet I’m terrified of his touch at the same time. What’s wrong with me…? He… I miss him… But… I don’t know what you can do… I’m better from resting with Ryan for a bit… My leg isn’t as sore… but…” they sighed, “If you could get him to come and see me even if I’m asleep… That would help.”

Pausing, Chris couldn’t say on what Ryan wanted, though he did know while he was fighting against being near Vinny, every cell in his being wanted to be right beside her, but he pulled back, so… maybe. The difference was, they were already mates, and for them, it was so much more painful, he knew Ryan had to be feeling this as much as Gwynn, they had both been feeling this pain for the last thousand years. It was a part of the bond. It had been, to put it as kindly as possible, slowly killing them. Nodding slightly, his hand squeezing Gwynn’s gently, “I’ll see what I can do.”

Gwynn nodded slowly, braiding their hair a bit, mostly just to keep it out of the way with how dreadfully long it was now. They would need to cut it soon… Perhaps in the morning. “Thank you- thank you, Chris. I don't quite know what to make of this…”

“None of us do.” His mate had come back from the dead, their handler had come back from heaven, and turned out wasn’t as dead as they had been led to believe. Pausing, “We should get out of the Church for a moment, to breathe… Maybe after we take some time to sleep all of this off tomorrow morning.”

They nodded with a soft smile, sitting back down and crawled under the covers. They were exhausted, but at least it was better.

Chris moved towards their bed, reaching for the covers to pull them tighter over Gwynn and tuck them in, he’d go down to Ryan, and then go talk to the others about what they could do tomorrow. Something they could work out they could do that was relaxing, or at least together. They needed to be able to watch over Gwynn and Atsuko, Atsuko, because it had been so long since he’d been, well, socialized. If Chris was honest, Atsuko had never been that good around mortals, he had a tendency to, well, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut. He loved him, he did, but you try convincing him that lying was the actual virtue when it came to hiding from the mortals what they were. Still, after how long in the catacombs, he deserved out in the world too. Even if they had to duct tape his mouth shut! Gwynn, was healing, Chris wasn’t going to risk them getting traumatized anymore.

“I’ll talk to the others, and figure something out for tomorrow. You rest… And Gwynn,” As he tucked them in, he spoke softly, leaning over, Chris pressed a soft kiss to their cheek, “Ryan isn’t the only one that missed you.” He did. He knew their relationship hadn’t been the best. Chris had been different back then, but he’d trusted Gwynn with his life, more than any other angel, and he’d give his life for them. Having them back meant the world. “Sleep well.” Now, to go kick Ryan’s butt and get him up here.

Gwynn's eyes widened, and they turned, leaning up enough to kiss his cheek in return. “I missed you all as well… sincerely.” they added as they laid back down, curling up once more. With that, they nodded and after a few moments drifted off, savoring the quiet and being home… As much as home was right now.

Their leg was stretched out stiff from earlier but otherwise comfortable on their side of the bed, and that was how Ryan found them when he stepped through the doorway of the alcove. Chris had indeed come down to the rectory. None of the three of them had stayed in any of their alcoves in so long, they hadn’t seen the point, besides, when their beast forms had been moved, they hadn’t really had a choice anymore. Gwynn they actually slept, Ryan he, he remembered now, laying beside Gwynn, wrapped up in their arms, after patrol, waiting for them to wake from their nap.

Chris had argued, that no matter how Ryan felt, that he knew that just being in his presence would aide, Gwynn’s healing. So whether he felt that either of them deserved the other…

“No, no, don’t argue, I don’t care what you think Ryan, I don’t want to hear it. I’ve heard Gwynn’s side, I’ve no doubt yours is probably the exact same on the reverse. You are both going to be a pain in my ass, I can feel it. Just go up there, and lay with them. You and I both know, the mating bond, and touch, helps the healing process. Now march.”

Ryan had felt guilty hearing that, remembering Chris in his delusional state trying to get to Vinny. They all realized later that he had accidentally mated to Vinny already, and if he’d let him go to her, his healing might have been smoother. There would have been a lot more questions, but it would have been smoother. Now he climbed into bed with Gwynn, and sighed softly, wrapping around them, gently, careful of their leg, slowly drifting off to sleep for the rest of the night, and into the next day.

#chris motionless #ryan sitkowski #justin morrow #miw fanfic #vinny mauro #chenzo mauro #ricky olson #ricky horror #chris cerulli #miw band #miw #fanfiction #angels #gargoyles #band fic #monster fic #motionless in white #smut

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lonelychicago · 2 years ago

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wip wednesday

tagged by @bigfootsmom @hippolotamus @dickley-buddie @rogerzsteven @alyxmastershipper @buddierights @loveyourownsmiilee @spotsandsocks @lesbianmaygrant

i'm sooo late but it's still wednesday here!

(also, i haven't been writing a lot buuuut i did start this literally five minutes ago after watching that bts video with oli ryan and peter)

"So, are you just not gonna tell us how this mysterious date of yours went?" "It went well." It's all Buck says, shrugging and avoiding everyone's gazes. "That's it?" Hen raises an eyebrow, while Chim stutters and acts all offended. "I'm sorry but you've told me how long you went without masturbating—" "That was different!" Buck miserably interjects and shoots Eddie a dirty look when the man fails to hide his amused chuckle. "I also knew the first time you had sex with Abby because you called me at 2am to tell me how it went… in detail." Hen emphasizes at the end. "Don't forget when Buck 1.0 hooked up with the snake girl." Chimney leans over the table and raises his eyebrows. "You literally couldn't shut up for a week about how she sucked your—" "Alright! I get it!" Buck protests, his voice sounding shrill even to his own ears. He wonders if anyone would notice if he hid in the showers for the rest of his shift. "I guess I've grown and I'm trying to be a gentleman now, you know? Don't kiss and tell." "Oh, so there was kissing involved?" Chimney is grinning like Christmas just came early. "On the first date? Bold move, Buckley." "This is sexual harassment. Or like, an unsafe work environment." Buck mutters as he feels the heat rushing to his cheeks. He thinks he can even hear Bobby's laughter from the Captain's office. He really hates his family right now. "Eddie, a little help here?" "I don't know, man. I'm curious, too." Eddie smirks, the little bastard. Buck hates him most of all (except he definitely doesn't.) "How did the date go?" He leans in, resting an elbow on the kitchen table and his head on the palm of his hand. "So Eddie doesn't know either?" Hen asks, more surprised than Buck was expecting her to. "Damn, Buckaroo, you're really keeping it close to the chest."

not tagging anyone bc it's so late and I don't want to bother but if you want to share something, consider this your tag! 💗

#wip wednesday #eddie diaz #evan buckley #hen wilson #chimney han #secret relationship #buddie #buddie wip #buddie fic #911 fic #my writing

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valiantcandywizard · 2 months ago

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I want to be considerate to anyone with a sincere heart , however , your denial of responsibilty for the negative and violent things done for any reason dont move me in any way

You say its my ex

But she alreasy knows she lied and wouldnt agress me ,

Infact only the pedophile fred would think to make the accusations youve made

I NEVER once googled anything provacative until the pedo ,

Convinced me if i googled child porn it would gateway to the dark web

Its the only time and oly reason i ever did , my opinion has been steadfast ,

Puberty is natures age of consent however culturally we decided 18 to be OUR arbitrary line so that is all i concern myself with

Yes ive know 13 year old that looked attractive but id never consider disregarding a accepted cultural standard ,

Making EVERY suggestion i might find CP arousing an empty pointless and insulting accusation

Fred ephedrine555 on this platform is a verified pedo who traded cg child porn , got caught and blamed it on me , a guest in his home at the time ,

And he got one or more of hid drug addicted friends to back it up

Its all lies , and the people on ygis site that communicated and supported his effort should know that TUMBLR retains all communications ,and my legal team is currently going through his chatter on this platform , anyone , whether ,manipulated or not that "helped " like solo or toni osso linda, robert ryan rose , anyone we find communicating knowledge and consent , can be considered an accessory , anyone ACTIVELY PARTICIPATING , can be considered AN ACCOMPLICE WHICH CARRIES A 10 YEAR FEDERAL SENTENCE

Yes i AM pursuing the full legal consequence permissible by law

Idc whose idea, fault ,whatever

The FACT of the matter is fred ephedrine555 ,

Called my wife 20 years ago and lied to her that i was violent and unfaithful to convince her to leave me

He then insisted id hurt him if i knew of his betrayal

20years later she confronted him about coming clean , and because he had lied about it all he insisted he was still not safe and talked her into making false Claims of threats ,

Which he doubled down on with allegations of pedophilia to try and run me out of the state .

Everything that has been said is a lie

And ive been defrauded out of almost 1 million dollars thus far so anyone participating will be held legally liable unless you seperate yourself from responsibility by comimg forward

Choice is yours but we have subponeaded his account and any assistance in this plan from anyone

Foe any reason will be held accountable

#sex worker #hotwives #so hot and sexy #ho #meth and fuck #exotic dancer #so hot 🔥🔥🔥#photography

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outrunningthedark · 2 years ago

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The weird Oliver stans make it so I don't follow him at all. Like when people call him Oli and swear it's a nickname. It's creepy!! Makes me always turned away from a fandom.

I've definitely done that because I get lazy when typing (now I just stick to OS), but yeah, when people talk about him or any other actor from the show like they *know* them and take pride in being a "source for all things x"...(What does being known as the go-to blog for anything do for one's ego when "we don't care about followers here" or believe in "influencers", I wonder?) ...it's time to put the phone down or shut the laptop. OS for sure likes that guaranteed income, but it wouldn't at all surprise me if he walked away (in the future) just so the stans lose interest in his every move. (If people made it as far as they did in life without knowing he existed, they can continue on when he disappears. They like who they think Oliver is because he only publicizes the parts of himself he wants us to see. Same with Ryan. Same with anyone reading this, tbh. Social Media Secrets 101.)

#anonymous #tina speaks #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1 #oliver stark

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rydenfanfiction · 2 years ago

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Ryden Recs Part Two

Kidnap The Heart High school. Ryan Ross lives alone, walks the school hallways alone, and does everything else alone. His parents abandoned him in a near deserted small town where the population is minimal. He has no friends, no enemies and barely has himself. But then a new family moves into town right next door, and Ryan finds himself being forced out of his shell.

Kiss And Tell Ryan teaches people how to kiss, including a certain Brendon Urie.

Kiss Like No One’s Watching (Love Like Everyone Is)

Ryan and Brendon have this thing.

Kiss My Ass I Bought A Boat I’m Going Out To Sea Brendon buys a boat.

Kitten “It’s okay, Kitten,” Brendon murmured. “You’ll still be famous. You’ll still be a star.”

Kuuluisa/Famous

You wake up, tied to a chair

Your face covered in a hood

You try to tear off

But the knots are too tight

The silence is broken

by footsteps closing in

You hear the whispered words

’This’ll be the last day of your life…’ And Sequel (yay!): Kauas/Far

Laid Bare For All To See, But Mostly Just For You “Fuck off, Brendon.” “You need to get laid, Ryan.”

Lane Eleven To get over Oli, Brendon’s ex-boyfriend, Spencer and Jon take Brendon bowling.

Last Star Falls End of the world apocalypse fic.

Layla 8 Part series of standalones based on Brendon and Ryan’s relationship and their daughter, Layla. Each part has its own summary.

Le Cheval Recontre L’ours Ryan’s life changes the day he walks into his favorite music store and is greeted by a set of brown eyes.

Le Velo Pour Deux Just sex. Shh.

Learning Curve The one where Ryan is a pretentious graduate student, and Brendon is a middle school teacher who teaches him a thing or two.

Leaving Without Moving Brendon is a vampire and Ryan is his pet. Sort of.

Lessons In Finding Unicorns Borrowers! Where the Panic! boys are tiny little men. Ryan has a deep-seated fear of discovery by the humans and he’s sure that Brendon’s irrepressible adventurous streak will get them all caught.

Let It Unfold (Just Like You’re Told)

Let Me Down, Charlie Brown (Or How Jon Walker Saved Christmas) Christmas time at the mall sucks, especially for those who work there. Brendon has given up on Christmas, Ryan is uptight, and Jon just wants to help.

Let Me Fix You Brendon gets sick and Ryan takes care of him.

Let Me Paint You A Picture Jon works the lights for The Astounding Pete. Brendon and Ryan are part of the stage show. The three of them have hardly ever talked—still, Jon thinks he probably knows their relationship even better than they themselves do.

Let Them Talk

Everything is blurry, his entire body is shaking with endorphins, his thoughts are jumbled together and he’s scared but Ryan Ross wants to fuck him so everything is right with the world.

Let’s Hear It Again For The Wake Up Call

Let’s Get These Teen Hearts Beating Ryan’s mother is a famous writter. Brendon’s father is a preacher. The two boys are thrown into each other’s lives by way of a school project, but they continue to see each other long after the project is done

Let’s Go, Don’t Wait It’s like a really cheesy horror movie, only no one is going to hack Brendon to pieces with a chainsaw. But being locked in an office building during a storm with his boss who happens to hate him might be just as bad. (Technically a sequel to a joncer fic, but you don’t need to read the first one.)

Let’s Start This Off With A Scene

Working late and not seeing each other enough has it’s advantages from time to time.

Let’s Trip the Light Fantastic Ryan goes on a British dancing show.

Let’s Try This Trick And Spin It Pete’s having way too much fun with Brendon’s power.

Library Sex Clues are in the name.

Life’s A Song In which Ryan is a stripper.

Light A Roman Candle With Me where Ryan has a hipster candle.

Like A Magic 8 Ball, But You Can Only Ask One Question Jon has a power, only not really his power kind of sucks. Majorly.

Like A Rainbow One of the things he didn’t foresee doing this morning, however, is standing outside his own bathroom door, forehead leaning against the surface, trying to persuade Brendon to unlock it and let him in.

Like in the Movies Ryan and Brendon get in a huge fight and Brendon’s afraid he’s going to die of a broken heart.

Like Light Ends, With a Z In Mexico, a chinchilla bites Brendon and causes him to get extremely horny.

Like Lightning Brendon has a thing for fireflies and Ryan has a thing for Brendon.

Like You Imagined

Yeah, Ryan’s thought about it.

Like You Mean It The best part of ‘beginning’ is the ‘beg’.

Lines In The Sand (Are Meant To Be Crossed) Ryan meets a Sultan at a Halloween party.

Listerine Brendon always wondered why Ryan wouldn’t let him try Listerine.

Little Blue Fish Ryan finds out about the love potion.

Little Hot Mess At almost every moment of the day he craved cock in any way possible.

Little Red Riding Hood He was told to stay away from the forest, since there were evil creatures hiding in the shadows, waiting for people they could corrupt.

Live In Chicago “Are you scared?” Jon asked, making his way over to join one half of his band. “Scared? That the guy of my dreams will turn me down in front of thousands of people, and won’t want to be with me forever? No. Not at all.”

Lollapalooza 2006 The One Where They Make Ryan Come In His Pants

Ryan’s never been so happy to play guitar in his life. Or that he owns black pants.

Looks Okay On You The first time Ryan tries alcohol, it’s out with his friends, the same ones he’s hung out with since high school. Spencer’s not there, and Brendon’s not there; Jon’s in Chicago, so he’s definitely not there. Later, Brendon will heavily imply that their absence made it practically like Ryan was drinking alone in a dark room listening to Everybody Hurts.

Lose Yourself In Lines Dissecting Love

Brendon pushes close enough that he has to brace himself against the back of Ryan’s chair. “It’s in me. Right. Now,” he whispers, lips brushing against Ryan’s skin, across the sensitive shell of his ear

Lost In The Sound Of ‘You and Me’ A Christmas Fic!

Love In A Letterbox He’s always found a sanctuary in books, a protection almost. A world of your own where no one else can change things that you don’t want to be changed.

Love In Bloom Ryan Ross is a normal boy who struggles with his past. Can one rose seller on the side of the road help Ryan to remember the past while still living in the present? Beautiful perfect and beautiful.

Love is a Battlefield It was 1944 and the war had been raging for a good three years, even more for the European countries. Millions of people had died. Thousands of people had already passed through the sterile white walls of his tent, passed through the blinding white sheets of the cots that stood in rows like mini-coffins, just a tour-stop on the way to death. Dr. Walker’s only hope is that he’ll never see a white gauze bandage ever again.

Love is Spelt like Impossible So, we’ve got a poor boy who’s hot headed, stubborn and proud, on the streets living off of anything he can manage to find, and a slutty though kind and charmin’ young lad who’s rich off his ass and is the heir to the biggest mafia in Nevada. The two meet. Reaction caused by a reaction caused by a reaction. A resulting chain of events. What will happen?

Love Reinvented

Love Triangle, Menage A Trois, And Other Words For Threesome Brendon offers Ryan a proposal. A sexy proposal, that is.

Love, Love, Love Bren really can’t be gay. She’s a cheerleader! So she doesn’t know what she’s doing at this silly camp for homosexuals.

Mad as a Hatter “The city is just a bunch of fucked up people doing fucked up things. I’d like to paint it black.”

Made Of Silver, Not Clay Brendon wakes up to a world devoid of people. At least, most people. Sequel is also worth a read though it’s a lot sadder than the first part Missed Your Skin When You Were East. There’s also a coda After All Is Said And Done. This ‘verse is so perfect it actually hurts, I love it so much.

Madness Alice in Wonderland AU

Mary Ingalls Would Disapprove If She Could See “So now that I admit that I’m gay, you think it’s totally cool if you seduce me?”

Masterpiece Part A/Part B If it were possible to BuildABoyfriend as easily as it is to BuildABear then Ryan is certain that he would have himself a feather-filled fine young gentleman with a heart of gold and a voice capable of melting ice caps.

Maybe Just A Little Lost Ryan Ross is content with the ins-and-outs of his day-to-day life. But one day, a strange boy shows up with a small, multi-coloured cube, and Ryan’s life quickly becomes turned upside-down as the boy unlocks a world of secrets before his very eyes.

Meant It When I Said “The Pleasure Is Mine” If he’s perfectly honest, Brendon knows he doesn’t do this because he’s all that into the act itself. He does it because Ryan is.

Measured Time Brendon climbs the ladder behind Ryan reluctantly, and Ryan would give all his father’s estate to bet that he was already making plans to save him. Or, well, both of them, but mainly Ryan.

Melt My Headaches (I Call You Home) and Sequel: Back to the Street Were We Began (I’m Losing the Feeling of Feeling Complete)

Mercury Everyone has super powers!

Merry Christmas, Darling (Or The One Where Ryan’s Obsessed With Brendon Wearing Christmas Sweaters)

Method Acting It’s not that Brendon ever gave a lot of thought to what his eighteenth birthday would be like, but he never pictured that he’d be spending it alone

Midnight Regulations It didn’t take long to fall in love with Brendon Urie, not long at all. Three weeks? Maybe less, give or take a few days.

Miguel Sanchez’s Grand Slam of Love Ryan Ross, the world’s number one tennis player, 8 time Grand Slam winner whose only true love is tennis, loses to an upcoming talent. What’s worse is that the kid just keeps smiling at him, trying to be Ryan’s new best friend, when all Ryan wants to do is punch him in his rather beautifully shaped face.

Milk Does this need a summary? Sequel is In My Mouth.

Mind Rape Is At Its Best When The Subject Of It Doesn’t Know They’re Being Mentally Fucked Ryan is a spoiled little bitch with a personality disorder. He can manipulate people as easily as he can tie his own shoelaces. Brendon is the only person capable of putting him back in his place.

Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall Brendon just wants to look in the mirror and see beauty.

Missing In Action I couldn’t recommend this fic more if I tried, it’s amazing and long and powerful and at times (lots of times) Brendon is a Prince, Ryan is a spy and maybe they fall in love.

Mistletoe Meme A Christmas show.

Mob in the Panic! Brendon, Spencer, and Jon go golfing and Spencer hits Brendon by accident.

Mojito The boys from Panic! go on vacation, and maybe have one drink too many….

Monsoons Brendon’s scared of monsoons.

Moody When Ryan gets in a bad mood, he takes it out on Brendon. And then Jon watches.

More Than Anything It’s Ryan Ross’ birthday, and he only wants one thing.

Mother, I Have Lost My Way Brendon meets a young hustler he can’t seem to ignore

Mouth To Mouth

When Brendon wakes up he can’t say anything… they only thing he can say is ‘Ryan’.

Movie Night, Starring Brendon Urie Mastermind They have this thing called movie night. Brendon doesn’t know how it started, all he knows is that when they’re recording, it’s a nice break from the bickering. Brendon kind of loves movie night.

Moving to New York When it first happens Ryan manages to pull the string from his lips. It’s a bloody mess and everyone thinks everything is going to be okay but then the string jumps up and wiggles its way back into the open wounds, pulls a little tighter until Ryan can’t breathe properly, until someone is always monitoring him to make sure that they can force air into his lungs through his nose.

Mr. Lifeguard Man Ryan needs swimming lessons, and his instructor is really hot.

Multitude Of Casualties Stubborn journalist Ryan Ross is trying to figure out what the hell Brendon Urie is hiding. Because Ryan isn’t fooled by the innocent smile and snarky comments. Brendon has a dirty little secret, and Ryan needs to find out what it is. Problem is, that secret might end up killing him.

Mumbling Over Headphones The next time Ryan sits down, he sprawls over the couch, back leaning against one of its arms and feet pushing gently against Brendon’s thigh. Just as it seems Ryan’s about to get up for his phone again, Brendon sees his opportunity and lunges forward, pinning Ryan down and glaring at him. “Get off me,” is the first thing Ryan says, and it feels almost like a reflex, and his breath is much too warm against Brendon’s neck, and then Ryan blinks twice and his eyes drop to Brendon’s mouth.

Mushaboom Z and Ryan are pregnant at the same time.

My Beta Made Me Change the Name of This Fic So It Wouldn’t Suck Ryan Ross is a secret agent who has been sent to retrieve Dr. Patrick Stump and his mysterious invention from the clutches of Pete Wentz, head of the terrorist group, Fall Out Boy.

My Body Doesn’t Turn That Way (Right Hand Yellow) So they’re flat broke, eating microwavable pasta, and bored out of their minds…that is until Brendon suggests playing Twister and things get interesting.

My Cock Slut Boyfriend Ryan want’s to suck Brendon off, and Brendon makes him wait until after the show. Sequel: Cross Dressing Is My Kink “Come on, Ry. it’s not that bad.”

My Shiny Teeth and Me Ryan is Brendon’s new dentist.

NaNoRyRo: jzbell

NaNoRyRo: meiloslyther

Nerds In Love “Sorry, man. Maybe you should call Geek Squad.”

Never Gave A Damn About The Weather

Night Be Dark for All of Me Brendon likes wearing dresses. That’s okay, right?

No Big Deal Oh no. Pete’s pregnant.

No Cause For Alarm Spencer turns into a horse.

No Place Like Home Brendon and Ryan move into a new place.

No Sex in the Champagne Room In which Ryan gets dumped by his girlfriend, Jon is most definitely not dating Tom, Spencer is an evil genius and Brendon is not a stripper. For the most part.

No Use Turnin’ On Your Light The neighboring farm got sold to a Mr. Wentz from New York, but Brendon didn’t think twice about it, not even when his fiancée excitedly told him that Ryan Ross, the folk singer, was to stay there. The summer of 1963 was expected to be rainy and hot. They were right.

Nontoxic and Washable Brendon babysits.

Not Like Jason (Despite the Medea) For his Classics course, Ryan Ross is given the assignment to relate the ancient myth Medea to every day life by interviewing one of his fellow classmates who was dumped by her boyfriend for reasons unknown. But what happens when said boyfriend and the boy Ryan’s crushing on turn out to be the same person?

Not the Sin (or, Brendon’s 12 Days of Kinks) Brendon’s exploration of his kinks over the years through various partners, even though there’s only one he really wants.

Nothing to do with you Ryan’s got his own reasons.

Number One Reason Ryan has an eating disorder and wants to be beautiful. Brendon already thinks he’s beautiful.

Odd. Welcome to the world of Odd, where fates and names are chosen at birth and magic and illusion dwell in every nook and cranny. Not everyone, however, is thrilled with the path that has been chosen for them. Some say Odd doesn’t exist, other’s believe it does, while many aren’t even aware of what it is. Between me and you, dear reader, Odd is very real. You’d like to know how to get there? Open your heart, mind, and eyes, and look beyond the mirror’s guise. Amazing!

Of Edges, Torches, and Toothbrushes Ryan had known that Brendon Urie had carried a torch for him on and off since Vegas, since before their first tour when they’d both been kicked our and sharing a shitty mattress in an even shittier hole in the wall off the strip. Sometimes it just takes Ryan a bit longer to figure out what he wants.

Oh Doctor Doctor It was just that on his first day in the oncology department of the hospital six years ago, he’d been introduced to Dr. Ryan Ross, Head Surgeon, and fallen stupidly and irrevocably in love with him, and that, apparently, was that.

Om Nom Nom Sex in the kitchen.

On Directing Ryan is being the typical brooding teenager, and he’s starting to doubt certain decisions in his life. But a visit from Brendon changes his mood, and ultimately, his perspective.

On Display

Ryan is in the middle of the room, on his knees, for everyone to see. It shouldn’t make him moan, but it does.

On Those Lonely Nights (We Can Be Twice As Lonely Together) It felt marginally better now that Brendon had a name to put with him, like it wasn’t as immoral as it felt. Granted, it was still immoral and Brendon was pretty positive that he was going to go straight to Hell, but he liked that Ryan had a name.

On Top of Your Freaking Piano, Urie On a piano.

One Day Robots Will Cry Ryan gets a Valentine’s day present.

One Night Stand Forever It wasn’t Ryan fault he got pregnant. Really, in his defense he was just a innocent virgin infatuated by Brendon.

One Shot of Bourbon Where the quest for one shot of bourbon took him, Ryan couldn’t have imagined.

One Summer Last Fall Fall Out Boy never existed, so life is pretty tough for Ryan Ross and it definitely doesn’t help that his lead singer, Brendon, is a little bit too touchy-feely. In fact, it’s starting to creep Ryan out.

Only Mistletoe Brendon refuses to kiss Ryan until he gets mistletoe.

Operation Chicago Kitty, AKA Chicago Cockblock When Jon joined the band, he was supposed to Join.The.Band. But he apparently didn’t get the memo.

Orange Juice Ryan thinks he’s orange juice. Sequel to Orange Juice. Drugs In My Brain Ryan and Brendon take acid again.

Ordinary Boys Ryan may suddenly have girl parts but he’s still a BOY.

Out of Place Doesn’t Even Begin To Describe It The funny thing, Brendon Urie thought, about the entire completely not humorous situation, was that the day Ryan Ross went missing, no one even knew. And of course, that really wasn’t funny at all.

Over Sleeping Waves When he was fourteen, Ryan was sold to the Athena as a sailor, and for three years he’s worked the dangerous topsails. In a year, he will be a free man, and he lives for that day, until he meets a boy at a port, that is, and everything changes.

Over the Ice, Now Brendon’s little sister Alexa does figure skating. One day Brendon has to go pick her up from practice, and he notices her skating coach, a slim guy in black skates. Too bad the skating coach happens to be straight. But hey, Brendon has to try.

Overreaction Leads To Play Brendon overreacts, and things go a little better than expected.

Painted Skies And Midsummer Sunsets Brendon is quiet, Ryan is quieter than usual but they stumble their way through their first time as the sun sets, and maybe possibly figure out exactly how they feel about each other.

Paper Cut They’re touring and Ryan’s different, making the atmosphere in the band pretty tense. Brendon just tries to fix things.

Paper Jam The one where Ryan’s an accountant and Brendon’s a copy boy.

Papercut They’re touring and Ryan’s different, making the atmosphere in the band pretty tense. Brendon just tries to fix things.

Paranormal Activity Detectives Each year, Paranormal Activity Detectives, a group of young investigators led by Ryan Ross, receives hundreds of calls reporting supernatural occurrences, only responding to the most severe. This is one of those cases.

Paranormal State He was skeptical and didn’t believe in anything he couldn’t see with his own eyes. He was stubborn, but curious about the world around him, and that’s exactly what got him into the mess he’s in.

Part 2 of Valentine’s Day Series Brendon and Ryan celebrate Valentine’s Day. With, uh, toys.

Peengate ‘07

Somehow, pictures of Ryan’s peen got leaked on the internet, and he’s bound and determined to find out who the hell did it.

Perfectly After All Spencer plays a gypsy, Jon plays a pirate and Brendon is Ryan’s arch nemesis, a Spanish ambassador, complete with a bad accent and a stupid outfit.

Perilous He leaves in the middle of the night, two bags stuffed with everything he could think to bring and nothing that’s of real importance. Then Ryan meets a boy on a bus, and wonders when “me” running away became “we.”

Pete Wentz The Drum Major From Hell Brendon comes into English class every day sweaty and gross from band practice.

Phantom Inspired by the song ‘From 24C’ by The Matches.

Pianists Don’t Use Words, They Speak in Black and White When Ryan met Brendon, he trusted him instantly.

Pick Up The Pieces He’d never admit it, but one of Brendon’s most treasured possessions was his coffee mug.

Picking Fights Brendon is Ryan’s problem.

Pink Glitter When Ryan’s dad can’t make it to Ryan’s little sister’s school to do a talk, Ryan fills in. He finds him self liking her teacher a little bit too much. Sequel is Purple Nail Polish.

Pink Sparkly Pants, Ninjas, and Brendon Ryan sparkles and sneezes glitter.

Pit Stop at IHOP

“Do you want me to stop flirting with you?“

Plastic Skies ‘why are you here?’ Ryan writes one day, waiting until Brendon finishes his piece - something very old that makes Ryan’s chest tighten with the feeling of hope - to push it across the top of piano toward him.

Poetry Is A War Ryan’s desperation comes out in screams and fits. Brendon’s desperation comes from Ryan’s.

Poets Come To Life Like Pinocchio with a more reliable nose, Ryan wants nothing more than to be human. The only way he can do that is if he proves that he deserves a heart, by loving.

Pointy Fucking Shoes Ryan likes to be pushed. He knows this. He forces it. And Brendon sees it.

Polar Bears & Pickup Lines Brendon has a content job at the zoo, but he enjoys it and gets to meet new people every day. He may have a bunch of cheesy pick up lines and a uniform, but that will get him farther than he knows.

Portraits of the Past and Future Ryan had a brief photography obsession, and that’s all Brendon really wants to remember.

Posing In A Ballroom They have it all money, fame and a strong foothold in the New York scene of the young and the beautiful. But past the exterior, they are struggling to survive and keep their secrets to themselves as lines between lovers, friends and enemies begin to blur together.

Post-Its and Neon Rope Brendon sends Ryan to WalMart with a list of the most unusual things.

Postsecret #1 Ryan knows Brendon stole his shirt. The pink one. The one that looks great on him, but Brendon hates for some reason. Ryan knows Brendon stole it and now that Brendon’s out picking up the pizza, Ryan’s going to find his shirt. Postsecret #2 You’re right. I lied. I didn’t throw those pictures away.

Pound The Love Outta Me (Beat The Love Outta Me)

Ryan’s been a bad boy, so Brendon has to punish him.

Present Progressive Ryan stops writing in his online journals because he got a real one.

Prince Charmless Ryan always kind of thought people like Brendon were repulsive, yet he finds himself forming a crush on the boy.

Process Ryan can’t write.

Prom Night High School AU. Brendon is popular and Ryan isn’t.

Proportional Response So, yes, okay, he had a public sex kink. He was an attention whore, and besides, everyone had something, right? Still, it was totally unfair of Brendon to use it against him like this.

Purple Is Not A Christmas Color Brendon has a problem with the fact that Santa put Ryan on the Naughty List.

Pushing Into That Empty Space Jon finally understood where it was that Brendon could be himself, where he took comfort in yielding; gained confidence from being told what to do.

Put My Enemies To Sleep “I will get us through this,” he said fiercely. “As I always have. And as always, I will drag you along, kicking and screaming, and in the end, you will thank me.” Retracing the Panic timeline from Summerlin to the Summer Tour.

Quarters Minted Before 1964 Ryan wakes up in a place very different from where he goes to sleep. A little strange and surreal but definitely perfect.

Questionable Moral Authority Spencer and Ryan looked at each other for a moment, and Ryan nodded. (It’s always Ryan’s call; everything about the project has to go through Ryan first because at this point, Ryan basically is the project. His entire life has been leading up to this, he thinks. This is his life.)

Raw In most cases, a smile from Ryan Ross is the kiss of death to any respectable reputation.

Rayston Academy For Boys Ryan is a squeamish gay boy, Brendon is the bored new kid at the private school, Brent is in love with his teacher and Spencer annoys the hell out of everyone. Secrets, love and friendships break.

Re-Enactment Brendon shouldn’t believe everything he reads on the internet, especially when Pete Wentz sends him links to sexy fanfiction starring him and Ryan, Brendon finds that he kind of wants to try it out.

Reacharound “How are Pete and Ryan fucking if Pete won’t touch Ryan’s dick?” Brendon asked.

Red Bull Doesn’t Rhyme with InsertWordHere Crack!fic. The day Brendon woke up as Ryan Ross was a very glorious day indeed.

Regular Decorated Emergency What are we now by voices/who promised each other another life/ neither of us can deliver

Reinvent Love Brendon seduces Ryan with Barry White.

Relief Next To Me Brendon says in an interview that Dallon is better than Ryan. Well, not really, but Ryan read it that way. And man, he’s pissed off. But when he goes to confront his former band mate about it, Ryan finds himself facing a deeply asleep Brendon. Hmm. What to do… what to do…

Remember in the Morning Brendon gets drunk, and Ryan has to take him back to the hotel.

Remember the C Shot Brendon occasionally participates in porn movies for the money. In his biggest production yet, Brendon’s co-actor is Ryan Ross. Ladies and gentlemen, that is the entire plot.

Remember When The Boys Were All Electric

Ryan and Brendon have to sleep with Pete to get on the label.

Retail Jobs and Cracks in the Ceiling Ryan isn’t Brendon’s roommate, really. Not officially anyway. He’s more of a lingering presence in the apartment that never really leaves.

Revival “I can’t help but ruin the best things that happen to me.”

Rock-a-Bye Baby It’s just a normal day in the House of UrieRossSmithWalker, more commonly known as The Bus.

Roll Off Your Tongue

Ryan fucks like it’s an art form, like the steady beat of chords and drums and bassline, and Brendon will never, ever snicker at the first verse of “Lying” again.

Roll Off Your Tongue Brendon Urie is a big damn rock star and plays eight different instruments and cannot for the life of him get this fucking hotel room door open.

Romance in Horror Ryan Ross moves into an allegedly haunted house with his dad, his dad’s girlfriend and her son, after the death of his mother. While dealing with his personal drama, he also tries to solve the murder of an unnaturally alluring ghost named Brendon.

Romantic Rights

Ryan Ross is thirteen years old, and he writes songs about skipping school, being famous and snorting cocaine. He writes about girls that he’s never met, and parties that he’s never been to, and about a popularity that he’s never really had. He writes about bullshit until he’s sixteen, and has a fuckload of new experiences, new bullshit, real bullshit to write about.

Rose is a Four-Lettered Word Ryan’s allergic to roses. Well, maybe “allergic” is the wrong word for it.

Round and Round the Garden Spencer Smith is in for a very enlightening, but boring summer when he switches places with his favorite childhood toy. For the little brown teddy bear called George, however, this summer is going to be an unforgettable adventure.

Rubber Ducky You Are The One Brendon likes adventures, and he likes dragging Ryan along on them with him.

Ruby Red Non-con. Yay!

Rude Awakenings And Sleepless Nights When Ryan finds out, he doesn’t cry. He won’t do that, it’s not worth that.

Rules Are Made To Be Broken

Rules, Rules, Motherfucking Rules

Run Home Slow And then Brendon mentally smacks himself in the forehead. He’s only ten minutes from home. He doesn’t need to get out of the car and jerk off in a Del Taco bathroom. Which is to say, Brendon really enjoys getting tattooed.

Ryan Hearts Vibrator I have syphilis.

Ryan Ross > Ryan Seacrest American Idol. Brendon’s finally gotten his big break, and all he wants is to make it through the next round of the competition, but one particular faux hawked eyeliner-abusing asshole is making it difficult to focus…

Ryan Ross and the Great Bagel Dilemma Ryan has sex with a bagel.

Ryan Ross The Sad Robot Ryan may be a robot, but Spencer is still his best friend.

Ryan Ross Wedding Planner (What We Do is Love) Ryan plans weddings! Just not gay weddings. Ok, maybe just this once.

Ryan the Pampered Chef Hi, I’m Ryan Ross—I live right up the street. We’re having a Pampered Chef party and you’re invited!

Ryan the Robber’s Son The night when Ryan the Robber’s Son is born, a lightning bolt splits the age-old Way fort in two.

Ryan Time Brendon interrupts Ryan “relaxing” on the bus.

Ryan Turns 21 “It’s my birthday and you’re gonna be my fucking present.”

Ryanatee Ryan, an avid manatee lover, moves to a new school. His father abuses him and everything knows he’s gay. He meets Spencer, a fat kid who is always eating and is in a group called Overeaters Anonymous with a guy named Patrick. Then he meets an overly flamboyant gay by the name of William. One day, a little Mormon boy comes to the door to talk Ryan into becoming Mormon. Then shit starts to happen.

S/he Ryan has an imaginary friend. Or imaginary enemy rather. She (or he) wraps his (or her) arms around him and whispers slimy words in his ear, making him do things he doesn’t really want to.

Salvation and Love Brendon is bullied in school but meets an adorable elf named Ryan. So Testosterone Boys or download it here Ryan is popular, funny, hot, and straight, completely straight. Brendon is new and totally smart. No one really knows him, so Ryan finds it’s his job to find out who he is. What will come of their new friendship?

Samskeyti

Save A Drum, Bang A Drum Major Brendon is a dork at bandcamp, basically.

Save A Drum, Bang A Drum Major Spencer’s best friend is falling for the guy they used to refer to as “the annoying kid from AllState”

Scene "And can’t you ever relax and let me blow you in public?”

Scenes From An Italian Love Story Ryan and Brendon fall in love in Italy, it’s really as simple as that.

Scratch My Phosphorus Skin They all did it, once upon a time (last time; no fairy tales ever), side by side, warm skin brushing as they passed the joints back and forth.

Scribbles And Butterflies What lies behind scribbles and layers of ink? Just four letters. For letters that, when written together, represented all that made Brendon happy in the world.

Seasickness Ryan and Spencer are working aboard a cruise ship when they are set to tend to two of the most famous people in America. Spencer gets Jon and Ryan gets Brendon.

Second Sight Radio! After work each day, Brendon goes into Ryan’s office and they listen to Spencer’s show together. Ryan kind of figures that Brendon is a little bit in love with Spencer. Most people who listen to his show on a regular basis are.

Second Skin Brendon and Ryan were inseparable growing up, but one day were forced to say goodbye. As fate would have it, years later they bump into each other in a coffee shop. Without knowing it, they had become each other’s second skin.

Secret Lines (and bound so tight) Ryan is wealthy, bored and prone to landing himself in the gossip pages; his former friend Brendon is an inventor who’s facing a scandal of his own. When their families lose patience, they arrange for Ryan and Brendon to be married.

Secrets And Guys Ryan and Brendon are hiding their relationship from everyone, but maybe they shouldn’t be.

Sense of Touch Brendon and Ryan turn into otters, but that’s just the beginning of the problem.

Serenade In Blue High school. Brendon makes Ryan stupid.

Seven Minutes Ryan suffers from what one could call mild panic attacks, but he insists it’s just too much stress. His midlife crisis, come twenty years early.

Seven times seven equals…? Seven minutes in heaven taken to the next level.

Sex Is The Most Awful, Filthy Thing In The World [Save It For Someone You Love] Brendon’s almost always been the Good Religious Kid from Vegas, but when he’s suddenly pulled into the grimy Chicago underworld of illegal raves and illicit drug taking by the beautiful William Beckett, his life takes an unexpected turn around. Splitting his time between weekends partying with Chicago’s finest fuck ups and weekdays struggling through school and trying to convince his parents that he is merely best friends with Ryan Ross, it’s only a matter of time before all of Brendon’s lies catch up with him…

Sex Scenes Your New Boyfriend’s Too Vanilla To Read About Ryan never knows when he’s going to hear it, whether Spencer is going to give someone the word right away or wait almost the full week before handing it out. He doesn’t know how many people will get it, or who they’ll be, or where they’ll use it. All Ryan knows is that when someone says the word, he drops to his knees and obeys.

Sex Toys

Sexy Little Things Brendon’s managed to keep his little kink private.

Shadow Children There was a law against Brendon. Not specifically him, people like him. Children born after their parents already had two babies. Shadow Children is what the population police called them. Brendon wasn’t sure if there were others like him out there.

Shameless

Ryan groans, seriously, they haven’t left the bed in over two days they’ve been having so much sex…

Sifting Through Fond Memories I only waste my time dreaming about you now. It’s all I can do. Everything leads back to you. Now that I’m here I can painlessly think about you without wondering if I can live through this.

Sight “I wish you could see what I’m seeing.”

Silent Storms

The nights that the power went out were like adventures.

Silly Rabbit Brendon receives a pair of rabbit ears and refuses to take them off. It’s starting to piss Ryan off, so he’s going to do something about it.

Silver Roses Cinderella without the magic. Ryan is an outcast in his own home, demoted to being the gardener and general slave for his evil stepbrothers, Brent and Spencer. Newcomer in town Brendon Urie is throwing a party for all the local boys, but there’s no way Ryan can get there without getting himself into trouble… Or is there?

Sing Like You Think No One’s Listening Brendon is infatuated with the new kid, but neither of them will talk.

Sing Me Something That I Can Understand

It’s Ryan’s choice to leave, really, it is. He just had no idea how bad he’d be at it.

Sing Terribly Afar

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PART 6

July 30 2023*

Olma/Olivia on right thigh (Harry) - Unknown [Harry's 67th tattoo]

Meta: you can read up under this Olma tag or the Harry's thigh tattoos tag, both by the wonderful @twopoppies

18 November 2023

Anarchy sign on right middle finger (Louis) - Ryan Rogers aka. Hellhabits* (Birmingham, Resorts World Arena backstage) [Louis' 45th tattoo]

"We go on go!" on right arm (Louis) - Ryan Rogers aka. Hellhabits* (Birmingham, Resorts World Arena backstage) [Louis' 46th tattoo]

Meta: Oli, Michael and Louis all got tattoos backstage before/after the show (video here). Not sure if they all got that phrase, but it does sound like something you'd say before going on stage. *Ryan Rogers aka. Hellhabits (who sometimes tattooed at The London Social in London as well) stopped tattooing in Sep 2024 and is now a musician. His project is called Saint Michael 1966.

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[last updated: 20 December 2024]

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My (Paz') own thoughts: I'm repeating myself, but I do find it deeply significant that as soon as the hiatus (aka: a potential way into freedom) started, Harry and Louis slowed down to an almost glacier pace when it comes to getting tattoos - compared to the time during the band. Harry got 84% of all his 67 tattoos within 3,5 years in the band. Louis even got 85% of all his 46 tattoos within 3 years in the band. And then he got zero tattoos for 2 years into the hiatus.*

Harry got 56 tattoos between early 2012 and end of 2015. He got 11 tattoos within the next 9 years, until today, Dec 2024.*

Louis got 39 tattoos between late 2012 and end of 2015. He got 7 tattoos within the next 9 years, until today, Dec 2024.* (*that we know of)

It clearly shows what a beautiful and powerful way to express themselves to the world it was for them; as individuals, but also deeply bonded and visually belonging together. a quiet, visual rebellion; their skin constantly speaking the words they couldn't say.

also: Harry's Cover Ups - (here is a post with pictures)

It's noteworthy that Louis has not covered up any tattoo of his. For Harry, it's important not just to note that he covered up 5 of his tattoos, but also which ones and from what year. (standpoint Dec 2024) All 5 of the tattoos Harry had covered up were from 2012 - a time where the iron closet started to have a tight grip on Louis and him. All 5 tattoos were written phrases that could possibly be connected to his sexuality or relationship - a summary: 1) the "LOVE banner" -- covered with 2 swallows that resemble Lou & him 2) "I can't change..." -- covered with an anchor, matching Louis' pre-existing rope 3) "Might as well..." -- covered with laurels; laurels often symbolize victory 4) "Things I can't" -- covered by a Holy Bible (I Can't: Holy Bible?) 5) "Things I can" -- covered by an Eagle (I Can: Freedom?)] Since the start of the band's hiatus, Harry has not covered up a single tattoo in almost 10 years. Harry and Louis have at least 5 beautifully obvious matching tattoos: Oops + Hi Rope + Anchor Ship + Compass Anatomical Heart + Arrow Rose + Dagger

Let's see if this particular list will grow again someday (◡‿◡✿) • For additional resources: @bulletprooflarry's timelines (thank you, darling, for everything) Gina's Harry's Tattoos tag and Louis' Tattoos tag (thank you, @twopoppies) Daisie's Tattoos tag (thank you, @daisiesonafield-blog) Allie's Tattoos tag (thank you, @skepticalarrie) My tattoos tag

TIMELINE: TATTOOS TO DATE

This is organized by date. All tattoos are linked to photos, unless they are major tattoos I want to talk about, in which case I have inserted the photos into the post. (Special thanks to thelegohouselove and their wonderful tattoo masterposts with pictures)

Dates are dates I believe they actually got the tattoos. If I can’t find a date they got the tattoo, I have indicated it with a “*” which is the first date we saw the tattoo.

Before we begin, fun facts that might blow your mind:

Harry has 56 tattoos that we know of.

Louis 38 tattoos that we know of.

Harry got 30 of his 56 tattoos between June and October 2012. That’s, on average, about 8/month.

Louis got 10 of his 37 between October and December 2012. That’s, on average, about 5/month.

The most Harry ever got on one day is 4. He got 13 in a 7 day period in October 2012. The most Louis ever got on one day was 5 on February 25 of 2013.

Artist counts for Harry: Tom Atkins (10); Liam Sparkes (10); Freddy Negrete (8); Kevin Paul (3).

Artist counts for Louis: Skunx (7); Liam Sparkes (4); Freddy Negrete (4).

Some of this stuff isn’t an exact science. Some of it is me making an educated guess, especially involving some of Harry’s tattoos in October and Louis’ “The Rogue” vs. “It is what it is” and Harry’s 3 Nails. So bear that in mind.

Over all, this should give you a good idea of just how much the tattoos seem to be an outlet during highly-closeted and stressful times (Harry’s June-October spree that gave way to the birds, ship & compass and butterfly and Louis’ October-December Haylor spree), not only in date alone, but also in the subject of the tattoo.

Thank you to Kerry, Jess & awesomeanonfriend for the cheerleading and fact-checking and Angela for her insight.

Let’s do this.

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CONFIRMED RYAN CALLS HIM OLI🥹

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[NSB HEADCANONS] - when they do a prank on youtube and call you clingy and actually hurt you

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pov: (this headcanon is long!!) filming a youtube prank for their channel and calling you clingy, the boys didnt know you were going to be angry and upset after these words. the truth is, you had a rough day and all you wanted to do is spend time with them..

warnings: keeping emotions, a bit of angst at the beginning, being called clingy/needy, being laughed at, being tired from school, i think that's all? let me know if there's more!

type: a bit angsty at the beginning when the guy say you're being clingy/needy and all, but otherwise it's pretty much comfort with an happy ending at the end!!

member: all of them!

!! note: i don't think the boys would ever do this, they're all really sweet and caring. so please, do not take this too seriously! :) !!

this one was requested! thank you!! i'm so sorry it took so long!! i've been super busy with my finals exams and i was super stressed- also, i changed social media / situation for each members (some do not have social media's prompt) depending the one they were using the most/ fitted them the most!

likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated :)

oliver:

he woud be gaming with the boys

probably playing smash or something like that

and you just finished a bunch of rough days :/ you were super busy with college stuff and all the studies you had

and of course, you didn't want to tell oli

he was already a bit stressed and working super hard over his music and the videos for the nsb channel

you didn't want to make him more tired and stressed then he already was :(

(the rest of oli's hc and the members' under the cut!!)

to say the truth, all you wanted to do was hearing your boyfriend's voice

so you called him in hope to hear his soft voice

when he heard your call, he sighed

he continued playing like he didn't hear the ringtone.. to which the members were pretty surprised about it..

usually, he's picking up the phone super quick when it comes to you..

so why wasn't he taking his phone?

"your girl is calling you, bro" ryan said while continuing to play

"i know" oliver replied while gaming with his best friends

"did you guys had a fight or smth?" sebastian asked while looking at him "usually, you pick up your phone super quick when it comes to her.."

the oldest moy brother in the group sighed

"yeah, but.. i want to finish beating up regie! i'm this close to have this win!"

a new ringtone could be hear in the room

oliver moy sighed again and gave his joypad to one of the members

he quickly walked of the room while taking his phone

"i'll be right back"

oli walked out of the room and sighed while accepting the call

"hey y/n" oliver said

"hey oli! how are you?" you said

"i'm good, how are you my love?" he said smiling, happy to hear your voice

"i'm tired" you said while sighting

oliver laughed "but you don't seem to be tired of me, huh?"

you laughed a little bit

"what do you mean by that?"

oliver played with his hair anxiously

"i mean.. you always call me and text me.."

you sighed enough for him to hear it

"oh yeah..?"

"yeah"

you sighed again

"y/n, baby, i love you, but please don't say you didn't notice the numbers of call and texts you gave me for the last past weeks.."

"i mean.. can't i call you and texts you?" you asked while yawning from your exhausting day

he sighed

"yes.. i'm not saying you can't, it's just.. you're being clingy a bit.. you're not usually like that.. that's all"

you sighed and felt a pain in your throat

"what do you mean i'm clingy? i'm just asking if we can see each other soon. i just miss you, that's all.."

oliver moy sighed

"you're always asking that, y/n! it's just.. i love you, i really do love you, but.. no need to call me everyday or texts me if i'm being okay and if we can hang out.."

you started to feel tears in your eyes

"fine, i'm sorry then" you said with your voice breaking, making oliver understand he hurt you

"baby, wait, i didn't want to-"

and you hang up

you were just tired of always studying, revising, going to college and still not be able to relax at home. you had work to do nonstop and everytime you thought you were done, your teachers gave you more and more homeworks and studies to do

you just wanted to hang out with your boyfriend to feel more relax, pass time with him and receive his hugs that always made you feel better

and still, you couldn't even have that

you started tearing up until you heard a knock on your door

you knew it was him.

you texted oliver and sighed

"what do you want?"

"i just want to talk, okay? please, i hate when i see or hear you crying. as soon as we're done talking, i'll leave you alone if you wan to, i promise. i just want to talk. i'm really sorry, y/n."

"fine"

you opened the door and immediatly felt two pairs or arms around you and his head on yours

"i'm really sorry, y/n. i really am. i didn't know it was going to make you cry. if i would have known, i wouldn't have do this. i hate seeing you sad, even more when i'm the cause of your tear on your face.."

he hugged you tighter, your arms were wrapped around him

"i'm sorry if i was obsessive with the numbers of calls and texts. i just had a rough week, but today was the worst. i have a ton of exams and studies to do and it seems like it never ends. i should have just tell you how i felt. i just didn't want to make you worry since you already have a lot of stress and things to work out right now.." you said

without moving, oliver said softly:

"no, don't apologize. it's not your fault. it's mine. i shouldn't have called you like that, i'm sorry. i should have accepted your love and appreciation. i don't care if you call me. i love you and if you want to call me, then do it."

he kissed the top of your head and looked at you with teary eyes

"i hate seeing you like this, y/n. i know college isn't easy and i should have known that you were tired too. you're working so hard, my angel. i'm sorry, y/n."

you hugged him and sighed

"if you want to call me, do it. you don't need a reason to call me. i love you and as a boyfriend, i should be here with you. next time, please tell me how you feel, okay?" he wipe your tear of your face and smiled a little bit

"i want to take care of you, y/n.."

seb:

he was in his parents' kitchen, facetiming you and making his breakfast

he was pretty happy to finally be able to talk to you

he was smiling so hard

"did you eat your breakfast today, baby?" he asked you while looking at the screen

you smiled

"i did."

he smiled even more

"glad to hear that."

he smiled and cracked an egg in the stove

"do you want to crash at my place, tonight?" you asked seb

seb smiled and looked at you in the screen while laughing

"why? we saw each other yesterday.. are you that obsess with me?"

he wanted to tease you

you laughed and rolled your eyes

"you wish"

he laughed and continued to cook his breakfast

"so.. can you? i miss you and i would love to have some of your hugs tonight!"

he smiled

"what's up with the cuddly thing? are you missing me that much so we have to see each other everyday?"

you frowned, losing your smile

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, we facetime pretty much everyday and.. i think that's enough? we don't need to see each other every night, do we?"

"i've just missed you that's all.. i've been pretty stressed for the latest days"

he laughed

"you are so clingy i swear to god... but okay! I'll come to 6, is that okay?"

you quickly hang up

you didn't know why you were that affected by that

it was only the word "clingy"

but still..

you missed his hugs and his presence, his spicy cologne he was wearing only for you, his sweet and warm kisses he was giving you..

when seb noticed the call was done, he didn't though much about it

but when he tried to text you and saw that you were lefting him on read, he started to understand a little bit

maybe he did hurt you with his word..

"seb, guess what y/n did?!" matteo said while smiling and showing him a picture of your recent work that you spent at least 30 hours on it for the latest weeks and months

"what's that?" seb asked smiling

"y/n's project! she texted me yesterday that she finally was done with it.. it must have been stressful for her.. look at all the details!! soooo cool!"

then it hit seb

you were stressed

and anxious

all you wanted his hugs and his kisses after working for so long

and still

you couldn't.

he felt so bad 😭

so he immediatly tried to call you and text you like "i'm so sorry, i didn't know, i'm so stupid"

since you were going to college today, he couldn't just go there like that

so he bought you your favorite candy, your favorite snacks and drinks

and since he knew when you finished school or when you had breaks, he was trying to text you once in a while, hoping you'll answer

"i'm so sorry, y/n. i should have know. i'm really sorry to have calling you like that when all you wanted to do was relaxing and passing times with me"

he would greet you with hugs and promise himself to never make the same mistake again

he hate seeing you sad and if he can avoid it, he'll 100% do it

ryan:

damn

that boy

he was playing videogames and was playing with the boys online

when he saw you entering his bedroom, he quickly smiled

"hey babe." he softly said

"hey" you said while (trying) giving him a side hug

"someone's in the mood for hug, huh?" he laughed

"i love your hugs, what can i say?"

he kissed the top of your head and smiled

"alright shorty. imma continue to play, stay here if you want"

after like 30 minutes of playing, you gave him a kiss and played with his hair

"someone's touchy today... you're usually not like that.."

"boy, stop lying, i know you like my hugs"

he laughed

"hahaha you wish"

you looked at him, still kissing his head and admiring his beauty, while he was continuing to play with the boys

"you are so needy sometimes, y/n, it's funny"

you stopped kissing him and looked at him

"you think it's.. funny?" you asked in confusion

"i mean, yeah.. you're like super introverted and hate physical touch.. so it's kinda funny to see you like this"

you quickly walked away from him and sighed before going on his bed

"sorry, just tired"

he looked at you and laughed before talking into his mic

"guys, i think we found the missing piece!!! go, go, go!!"

you sighed again

"ryan, could we cuddle, please.."

he looked at you and frowned

"maybe later, baby? i'm playing a game, right now. but you can continue to hug me if you want to.. i won't just be able to hug you back"

you sighed

"please, ryan.. for like 10 minutes at least?"

he sighed

"babe, i promise i'll cuddle you right after the game. we have one left"

you frowned

"can't the guys do it without you or like something like that? i mean.. we're rarely had the time to see each other this week and i thought you would want to pass some quality time with me.. we're both pretty busy an it's rare to have both day off.."

he sighed, while smiling

"you're so clingy for me.."

he looked at you and saw the expression on your face and frowned

"you okay, hun..?"

"whatever, i'll go take my shower"

he knew something was wrong

he looked back at his computer's and saw the little calendar standing there, on his left, saying"Y/N'S FINALS!!!!" encercled in red ink

hahaha.

he understood really quick.

"fuck"

"humm guys, i need to go, i'll be right back maybe later. bye" he said not letting them reply

he quickly went to his bathroom and knocked on the door

"baby?"

ofc you didn't respond

you just wanted comfort.. and your boyfriend couldn't even give you that to you

"i'm so sorry. i forgot that your finals were today. how did it went?"

you sighed

"leave me alone, ryan. i want to take my shower. go back to your game"

he sighed and knocked back on the door

"please, y/n. i'll let you alone right after this, but we both know we need to have this lil' talk right now. i hate when we're mad at each other"

you opened the door and instantly received a hug

"i shouldn't have called you clingy. i'm really sorry, i didn't meant to hurt you."

you hugged him back and sighed

"i accept your sorry. i was just super stressed and tired and i'm sorry if i was sounding like i was depending on you or some stuff like that"

he frowned

"never. i should be the one saying that. i shouldn't have said that and.. even though i love gaming, i should have understood your feelings."

he kissed your forehead

"let's just forget this and cuddle, okay? we can talk about those finals if you want to."

you quickly nodded

"right after my shower."

jp:

i feel like it would be in texts

"i miss you :(" you texted

"hope ur taking care of u and not negligating ur health"

"bc u often do that lol"

"EAT"

"AND"

"DRINK WATER PLS THJANK YJOU"

"damn i can't write correctly"

"fuck english grammars, i rather fuck you instead ;)"

"how do i delete this message"

"wait i think i found it"

"idk if it will only be deleted for me orrrr"

"i did it, can you see the message?????"

"anyways"

"i saw a tiktok and it made me thought about you lol"

"anyways, today a random girl went to me"

"smh she just asked me for ur number -_-"

"i thought we were pretty evidate"

"like kissing and holding hands"

"sometimes making out.."

"I MEAN I HOPE PEOPLE DIDNT SEE US MAKING OUT BC OTHERWISE IT'LL BE WEIRD AF"

when justin saw his phone notifications, he didn't thought he'll have that many messages of you

you and him usually don't send a lot of message during the day

and when he saw the notifications, he quickly thought something was wrong

"is everything okay? and no i cannot see the message, what were u saying"

"NOTHING- and yeah i'm ok, y?"

"idk, you texted me like 20 times. that's like a lot"

"ah"

"i thought u were in danger"

"i am not, i just missing you"

"no shit you're missing me, did you see the numbers of messages you sent me 🤣"

"sorry i guess"

justin sighed

"im working on a song, i cannot talk rn, but what did you want to tell me?"

"nothing. like i said, i was just missing u"

justin sighed again

see, justin is like an independant guy

he wouldn't send too much messages at the same time just to say "hey i miss you"

he would rather send you messages like "hey cutie, i miss you"

or like "hey" "baby" "my loveee" "i miss you!! <33"

but nothing like you did

"i miss you too, but i have to work so i'll ttyl, ok my love?"

"r u mad or smth"

"ain't"

justin continued to work on his song with oli

his concentration stopped at the vibration of his phone in his pocket meaning he had received another message from you

"what do you want, y/n, i have to work, i cannot text you rn"

"sorry i was just sending you the tiktok"

"it's giving clingy vibes lmao"

"the tiktok?"

"no, you. it's giving clingy vibes when you spam me like this 🤐"

"is it a bad thing that ur gf want to text you"

"no but it's clingy"

"ah"

you didn't really know what to say

it was making you hurt a bit

"im sorry ig"

"clingy y/n 🙄 am i right? <3" he texted you while joking, thinking you'll get the joke and the sarcasm

in reality he didn't mind having spam of you

he thought you knew he was only kidding

so when you stopped texting him

and lefting him on read..!

he knew something was wrong :(

"baby, are u mad? 😟"

"i'm sorry i called you like that"

"i didn't mean it. i was only kidding, i didn't know why i said that and thought that it'll be funny."

"i'm sorry. pls resply to my texts. i hate when we fight"

you continued to left him on read

you didn't know why it was making you so mad

and so disapointed

you just wanted to text your bf and have quality time with him

you knew he was working but you loved texting him

"y/n, please"

"don't u have a song to work on???"

"i do, but i want us to talk. i wont b able to concentrate after that"

you sighed

"i'm sorry if i was sounding like a clingy person, i had a rough week and i only wanted to text you and to have some of ur attention. i know you're working and can't leave to see me, but i thought we'll be able to text for a bit today"

"i'm sorry, i should have told you i had a rough day, but i didn't think you would mind it or that we'll have a small fight about it"

justin sighed.

he felt so bad

"don't say sorry. i'm the idiot for calling you like that. i know it can hurt and i should have been more careful with my words. i'm sorry, so sorry and pls next time, let me know. again, im so sorry y/n"

"i'll stop working and go to ur dorm. i don't mind if i dont work on the song 4 now, ty won't fire me or smth, plus seb's not here either so.. we cannot even do videos or tiktoks to promote our songs"

"fine, but only if you bring ur hoodies and ur switch"

"4sure. as again im sorry and will think more before acting or speaking."

kane:

so it happenned in the anime store..

*sigh*

so you were choosing anime figurine and felt kane's hand on yours who were on the figurine

"nice figurine!"

"yeah, i think i'm going to buy it for my room!"

"you should! It'll look super great!" he said

you smiled and took his hand

"hey, check the shirts! we could match, what do you think?"

"yeah, maybe.. we could.."

he checked other figurine and smiled

"god this store is one of my favorite! check this figurine!! so amazing, isn't it?"

you smiled and kissed his cheek

"you're too cute when you're smiling and having fun. i love you"

he smiled

"thank you"

he continued shopping like nothing happened

"i love you, kane"

"me too babe-HEY IS THAT AN AOT HOODIE THAT I SEE?? OMG!!!!"

he walked away from you and your hand while you checked the clothes based on one of his fav anime

"i love you, pls say it back. for real this time."

"i love you? you happy?"

you sighed and played with his fingers while he looked at you

"god, you want attention this afternoon.." he said while laughing

"i thought it was going to be a fun afternoon with you.."

he frowned

"wdym? i'm with you! we're having fun, aren't we?"

he frowned

"everytime i'm want to hold your hand or something, you just do the opposite. is everything okay?"

he sighed while having a smile on his mouth

"baby, y/n, i'm fine, don't worry!"

after a few seconds, he finally said

"god, i didn't know that you, not holding my hand would make you clingy.."

at first, he didn't know how hurtful the word "clingy" was

it's only when you frowned and stopped talking when he knew something was up

"is everything okay? why are you mad?"

"i'm not mad."

"you are, i know you! what's up, y/n? did i say something bad?"

you looked at him in the eyes

"i just had a rough week of studying, i had my final this morning and all i wanted was being with you and you call me clingy..?"

it hit him

he felt so bad

like so bad :/

"y/n, i'm so sorry. i didn't know it would make you hurt. if i would have known, i would never have told you that. i'm sorry. i didn't think before speaking"

"i don't know why i thought it was going to be funny. i'm sorry. i really don't mind if you want to hold my hand or give me hugs or even kisses.. i don't mind at all. i like it. no.. I love it!"

"as again, i'm super sorry, y/n. Please, never feel like you're my second priority.. because you're actually my first."

dar':

no because this man give me cooking vibes???

like- omg

so i HAD to write one with like cooking and all

anyways-

i'm already losing tracks, let's gaur >v<

anyways, so like i was saying, i think darren's one would be about cooking!!

cooking together and all, something like that? i don't think it'll be on social media because i don't think darren would say it over the phone or smth like that

like he's more a direct person

so let's set the background :)

he was cooking rice and ramen

and the boys were next to him

and let's say, you had a rough week, a lot of exams and stress

you missed him

like a lot

not only because it's been like two, almost three, weeks you guys haven't see each other except on facetime and on call

but also because you were so stressed and you knew how comforting he was when you had days like these

his hugs and kisses always made you feel better when you had rough days

it's been a while since you guys had see each other so.. of course, he was happy to see you when you walked in the kitchen where the others boys were

"hey y/n!! baby! i missed you!" he said

you gently hugged him and felt his hand coming up and down your back

"someone wanted a hug, huh..." he said laughing

you rolled your eyes, ignoring what he had just said and waved your hand to the others members to say hi

"what're you cooking, dar?"

"rice with ramen"

"oooh" you said smiling "smell good!"

"yeah, i'm also making your favorite with some rice on the side. i thought it could be good. and i wanted to make you something nice"

you smiled while tooking his hand

"i missed youuu"

"i missed you too, y/n"

some minutes later, you hugged him and smiled even more

"ah it smells so good, you're a real chef!"

"thank you babyy"

darren isn't really a pda guy.. i mean he doesn't really mind, he's just a bit more comfortable and lovey dovey when he's alone with you

and just a reminder that you were in front of the others boys

they were trying their best to not make fun of darren and how he couldn't handle your love and all

they thought you both looked so good together

"i missed you" you said with your head on his back while back-hugging him

"i know, you said it earlier"

you smiled and started to kiss his neck (don't worry, it won't turn into a smut) and went to the sink to wash your hands

"can i help you?"

"nah, i'm good. just sit at the table and stay here, i'm almost done, anyways"

"c'mon, you forgot the main ingredient! let me help you with that, at least."

he sighed

"y/n, i'm okay, don't worry! i can handle it alone, trust me! just go sit somewhere and i'll bring you a plate of it, okay? i don't want you to do anything for the moment, just go relax, okay baby?"

"you didn't even started to cook the main ingredient. at least, let me help you with that so we can eat sooner"

he sighed again

you guys knows what's coming...

"why do you want to help me so bad?? i'm good, i told you!"

"aw jeez, i just wanted to help you, that's all. i just missed you, i'm sorry"

he sighed again for the 4758585 time already (yes he sigh a lot in this hc)

"why're you acting like that??"

"like what? i'm not doing anything!"

"no, you're all clingy and all needy!"

then it hits you

damn bro

you don't know what was the most painful: your irrevalant stress you had for like two weeks straights because of your exam or the fact that your boyfriend called you clingy just because you missed him

you knew it was only a word, but still.. it still hurt you know?

"wdym i'm clingy? i'm just hanging out with you, that's all. i missed you"

"i know, but you're acting like that.. anyways, if you really want to help, then could you pass me a fork? i think the rice's boiling or smth, idk"

you just walked away

the rest of the members were like 🤨

"you good, bro?" they said

"yeah...? why?"

"idk, you just called your girl clingy.." justin replied

"and..? what is the problem? she was just a bit.. overwhelming.."

"boy, you're stupid af" regie said while rolling his eyes "you know that clingy and needy aren't just words, right? just.. ah fuck off man, what the fuck is going on in your head, bruh.."

"darren doesn't know how to treat a girl or what?" sebastian laughed while walking in the room

"stfu sebastian, you're not even in the problem, you didn't even know what happened!"

with that, he walked away and went to his room

where you were

"y/n? can i come in?"

after a few seconds of not you answering, he decide to open the door and saw you all sad on his bed :(

it broke his heart

he didn't know the words clingy or needy could hurt you

and if he would have knew, he would have never said that

"y/n.. i'm so sorry.."

we know how darren isn't really good with expressing his feelings because he's more a show guy than a talkative guy if i can say it like that, like he won't say it how he feel but he'll show it to you

so i guess he'll do smth like that haha

"i'm so sorry, y/n. i truly mean it. i didn't know it would make you sad."

"i love the attention you gave me, i don't know why i said that"

he sighed again

"i know you're stressed and i feel super bad to not have noticed your feelings and your stress building up to you"

darren would try his best to show you how he cares about you :(

he won't say sorry a lot

but when he do, know he mean it.

he won't ever say "sorry" just because he need to or have to say it

he'll say sorry because he mean it.

"i promise i'll be more careful with my actions and my words for now on, at least, i'll try my best to do it so"

reg:

this man is nonchalant

we know him..

he just wanted to watch some tiktoks by himself..

listen, everyone have rough days

and it was one for regie :(

he was a bit stressed with the work and the job the boys and him had to do

filming tiktoks, filming youtube videos.. work on music video and on different music.. write music, edit their videos and do some meetings..

that was only a lil' part of regie's everyday life

he knew you had finals and exams too and that you were also a bit stressed

but let's say the stress make us forget things..?

when you came to his room and quickly went to his arms, he smiled

"hey pretty girl"

"hey" you said tiring

he kissed the top of your head and smiled

"you missed my arms, huh?"

"yeah"

you could feel and hear his smile literally???? like i know when you smile it doesn't have a sound, but to me, i think regie have some type of smile that we can know if he's smiling or not

when you took his hand and kissed it (no because i feel regie's type of relationship is simply super pure and cute like?? idk he just give me a vibe of like sweet dom boyfie or smth), his heart >>

he smiled even more

"something's up, babe?"

"nah, just tired"

"cuddle into me, if you want.. i don't mind"

he continued to watch tiktoks

until he felt your lips on his neck

were you in the mood or what????

nah bc neck kisses for regie is NOT something to ignore

like bye, we're talking about regie macalino here

if you know the meaning, you know the meaning 😏

he sighed at the affection you were giving him

"yeah, just tired, i told you"

"you okay, bubs?"

"whatcha have today, jeez? do you need some hugs or attention?"

he nodded and when you started to hug him and hold his hand.. damn this boy was a bit annoyed 😭

he really love them at little parts and not too much

so when it's becoming too much, he'll tell you

regie didn't mean it in a mean or a bad way

he was just.. curious? he normally don't get that much attention usually

"i mean.. we usually don't have that much kind of attention to each other... is everything okay?"

you just nodded and sighed

"i'm just tired of all my studies, that's all."

he nodded without really listening since he was watching a tiktok that caught his attention

you played with his fingers and kissed them slowly when regie looked at you and started laughing

"you're such a clingy girl, omg"

he said it in a teasing tone of voice and with his smile

he though you knew that he was only teasing you and trying to make you smile or laugh

but indeed, he made you sad :(

your smile quickly fade

ofc he didn't notice

after a few minutes of you not talking and not really moving because of your thoughts, he quickly saw how it affected you

you were lost in your thoughts

were you really that clingy?

was he angry because of all the affection you gave him?

what if he really thought you were super clingy?

he quickly took your hands and put yours in his' and sighed

"i'm sorry."

you looked into his eyes and shruged

"i'm sorry, y/n. i really am."

he sighed again

"i was only trying to make you smile, but indeed, i didn't. i don't know why i thought it could be funny"

you looked at him without saying a word, feeling tears in your eyes

"i know we're both stressed right now, but it still doesn't give me a reason to joke with the meaning of these words.. i'm sorry again, y/n."

he'll try to comfort you as much as he can

"i know i'm an idiot sometimes, but i truly care about you and i love every affection you give me.. i know i don't say it enough, but i do loves you and cares about you. i truly do."

he's so so sweet :(

our regie nonchalant boy haha

anyways, that's the end of the headcanon since i'm running out of ideas, i'm sorry 😭

that's it!!! i really hope you guys liked it, i think it took me like 5 hours to write this thing 😭😂 i couldn't think of differents ways with the apologies and all, so sorry if it's a bit repetitive, but i did try my best to do some differencies with the context, the situation and the different ways to tell them :) i also did some researches (like i usually do when i'm not 100% sure about the subject) so i hope those were rights and not stuff that isn't relatable or something like that!

thank you for the request again, and i'm sorry it took me so long :(

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