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Marks and Rec: Misc #2564
Excited about Puppet History~ (Dialogue from tumblr.)
#puppet history#the professor#ryan bergara#watcher#incorrect quotes#marks and rec misc#source: tumblr#it's dangerous to go alone#vid: the dreadful demise of the dinosaurs - puppet history
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some books with nonbinary major characters to read for international nonbinary people’s day!
Tell me how it ends - nonbinary major character. Fantasy. Reworking of Tangled, main character leaves her home (and abusive family) to try and use tarot magic to help save someone’s friend in a heist.
Running close to the wind - nonbinary love interest. Comedic fantasy where the main character accidentally commits treason and runs away on a pirate ship.
Baker Thief - genderfluid main character. Fantasy where magic-users are being used as batteries and the main character has to stop that and save her sibling.
The heart-break bakery - agender main character. YA magical realism. After a breakup, the main character accidentally makes brownies that cause future breakups and has to try and get the couples back together.
Dear wendy - main character questioning their gender. NA contemporary where the two main characters end up in a social media feud while becoming friends IRL
All systems red - agender main character. Sci-fi about a robot who broke free of its controlling module and has to keep humans safe.
The honeys - genderfluid main character. YA horror where the main character goes to a camp to investigate his sister’s death and finds that things are weirder than he’d thought.
#tell me how it ends#running close to the wind#baker thief#the heartbreak bakery#dear wendy#all systems red#the honeys#quinton li#alexandra rowland#claudie arseneault#a.r. capetta#ann zhao#martha wells#ryan la sala#book recs#nonbinary#agender#genderfluid#booklr#bookblr
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hi! any buddie meet cute fic recs?
hiya! ask and ye shall receive! <3
i think if you're lucky by @colonoscopys
of waterfalls by @standback
home is just another word for you by @bi-buckrights
the dominoes cascaded in a line by forgetmyname
leaf day by @transboybuckley
let's build this house (into a home, baby) by @chronicowboy
more bang for your buck by @prettyboybuckley
between who you are and who you could be by @shyaudacity
you make the world taste better by @doeeyeseddie
keep the evenings long by @littlespoonevan
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I feel like we’re not fully comprehending how iconic and out of pocket it is that Ryan and Oliver read fanfics about buddie
#sirs what do you mean you read fics and feel Extremely Impressed#not them sending ao3 links back and fourth ajjsjsjs#@ me if you need recs guys#911#ryan guzman#oliver stark#buddie#911 abc
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The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl by Ryan North and Erica Henderson is such an amazing comic. It’s so fucking funny. There’s great queer rep, Doreen is noticeably curvier when compared to Marvel’s other superheroes, and there’s some great action and plenty of heartwarming moments! It’s my comfort comic. There’s also Squirrel Galactus, Loki with a cat head, and Ghost Rider rides a Ghost triceratops.
#squirrel girl#unbeatable squirrel girl#the unbeatable squirrel girl#ryan north#erica henderson#marvel#marvel comics#marvel 616#comics#comic#comic books#superhero#comedy#lgbt#lgbtq#bito's comic rec month
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If Ryan and Oliver need fanfiction recommendations, I have some...
or rather...
I have over 400...
If you want to use this, please read the section that says "important things" so you will understand how the document works.
#911 abc#911#911 tv show#911 show#buddie 911#911 buddie#911 buck#911 eddie#911 evan buckley#911 fox#911 fandom#911 fic#911 fanfic#edmundo eddie diaz#eddie diaz#evan buckey x eddie diaz#evan buck buckely#evan buckley#oliver stark#ryan guzman#fanfic rec#fanfics#fanfiction#fanfic
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@vanshoundd Vanssssssssss! I finally got home from my long trip and the two books were here waiting for me! I was amazed by the intricate backstory you provided for how omegas and alphas came to be (I really like a dose of pseudorealism with my sci-fi). Is it bad that I want to know more about Tracer now? 😅
And the Ryan vlogging book was sooo cute. A great funny superdomestic counterpoint to the serious drama of the first book. I died of lol when he wondered whether him folding clothes while packing counts as ASMR. I loved both books very much! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰
How are you so prolific too?? The pages aren’t even numbered, as if to hide just how many pages— let alone panels— you drew! Mind boggling.
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Hi this is my first post I really liked this fic and I hope you do too it’s a little sad but it has a happy ending
#911 abc#911 show#buddie#ao3 fanfic#evan buckley#ryan guzman#oliver stark#eddie diaz#fanfic#fanfic rec#buck x eddie#911 fanfic#fanfiction
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Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. Chapter 22 of Right Where You Left Me is up!
Lord. The past two months have been something. I've had a lot of life stuff happen, including a death in the family and a funeral for said death. Still I think grief and mental illness are uniquely complex yet universal experiences, and things that should be normalised. Life goes on and we have to take it one day at a time.
On a more positive note, we've reached the long awaited POV shift, and as you can probably guess, this is Eddie's time in the limelight. Chapter 22 is a 170-page document on Google Docs and is roughly 56k. It's absurd. Truly unhinged when I think of the start of this story.
Moreover, to me it's an exercise in endurance, a character study, too, because we've stayed in Buck's head all this time, and Eddie's perspective is challenging, refreshingly new, and overall an interesting place to be. Given how isolated Buck has been in his declining mental health, delving into Eddie's world means we get to spend more time with the other members of the 118 too.
I hope you enjoy this chapter, and as always I dearly appreciate your engagement. Writing is a solitary endeavour and receiving your support, your encouragement truly keeps me going. It means more than I can say.
Also happy season 7 premiere! 🚒🍿
With the generous BTS and PR material from ABC, I think we'll have a lot to look forward to each week. 🥂🧀
Happy reading and take care. 💜
#buddie#buddie fic#buddie fanfic#buddie fanfiction#buddie fic rec#buck x eddie#eddie x buck#buddie 911#911 buddie#evan buckley#eddie diaz#christopher diaz#buckley diaz family#bobby nash#firefam#118 firefam#911 abc#911 fanfic#buddie ao3#buddie wip#station 118#9-1-1#911 firefam#911 fic#right where you left me#right where you left me buddie#right where you left me 9-1-1#ryan guzman#oliver stark#911 fox
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#gay#shipping#jack whitehall#boys#fandom#fan fiction#fanfiction#fanfic#fic rec#fic recs#fan art#fanart#art#artists on tumblr#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#deadpool#deadpool 3#wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#hugh jackman#ryan reynolds#steddie#joseph quinn#joe quinn#joe keery#robin buckley#op#my gif
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Marks and Rec: Misc #2572
They'd be in cahoots; they're always in cahoots. (Dialogue from AIapalucci on twitter.)
#ghoul boys#shane madej#ryan bergara#incorrect quotes#watcher#mystery files#marks and rec misc#source: twitter#vid: db tuber mystery files debrief
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You were never really mine.
He hates Eddie. Fiercely, deeply. But God, buried deep inside, just as visceral, is the truth—he loves him in equal measure.
could go to hell (but we'll probably be fine) — peaxhgray (on Ao3)
buck/eddie | alternative universe - high school | teen and up | 5.5k words
#* mine#ao3#fanfic#fanfiction#911 on abc#911 show#911 abc#911 fanfic#evan buck buckely#evan buckley#buck x eddie#bi buck#eddie diaz#gay eddie diaz#ao3 fanfic#ryan guzman#oliver stark#911 fandom#buddie fanfic#fanfic edit#freak4freak#alternative universe#au high school#buddie fic#buck x eddie fanfics#buddie fic rec#buddie fics recs
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Can you rec fics that's got like very sweet intimacy? Like with the intimacy buddie had in your most recent fic. One where you can feel the love they have for each other...like intimate and connected. Elevensorceress is also very good with this. Don't know if you understand what I mean? Like I want to read a fic and understand that these two people love each other very much and get warm feelings over it
firstly im so glad you liked my fic 🥹 the intimacy between these two is my most favorite thing so i understand what you mean! (and yes @elvensorceress is so good at it and is one of the people who inspired me to start writing, ily jen)
here's some of my faves that i think might have what you're looking for
baby, can i hold you? by @shitouttabuck
skin/heat/hair in your mouth by @shitouttabuck
pick a star on the dark horizon (follow the light) by @bi-buckrights
love you in my sleep by @chronicowboy
kisses and embraces by @tawaifeddiediaz
never wished for you to go by @shyaudacity
t-rex kisses by @lemonzestywrites
hands that map a communion by @buckttommy
clothes thief eddie my beloved by @renecdote
the side effects of eating too many clementines by @sunshinediaz
baby, how'd we end up here? by @chronicowboy
we're falling like stars by @prettyboybuckley
#ive definitely got more but i hope this satisfies!#intimacy rec anon#buddie fic recs#ryan gets mail
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Champagne Coast
1.1 Pilot
Seth Cohen x Hailey Atwood (oc)
A/N: hehehehe I just loooovvveeee my stiles stilinski variants. this is an oc and she is ryans sister- twins! at least, same ages. I'm gonna try not to have too many physical descriptors of her, for all we know she could be adopted. hope you enjoy!
"Trey, what if we get caught?" Ryan was always so quick to assume the worst.
"Ryan," I started, "We won't get caught, but you might if you keep overthinking things."
"Hailey, this is grand theft auto. Real-life fucking grand theft auto, not the video game. Something seriously could go wrong." I just rolled my eyes in response. We had done this several times by now, jacking cars for parts. We needed the money, and of course driving around random cars was always fun. A way to blow off steam from the stress of everyday life.
Catching on to my facial expression, Trey slung his arm around my shoulder, "There's the spirit, Bambi." That was my designated nickname. It was a running joke, at first glance everyone assumed I was just an innocent little thing. It helped me get out of sticky situations. More than enough.
"Come on Ryan. Are you in? Or are you out?" Aforementioned boy sent a glare in my direction, willing me to change my mind. I just shook my head with a smile. No way out of this one.
One of Ryan's best qualities was his inability to say no to me. I was always dragging him into my messes, and thankfully he would always arrive with a mop in hand. Ready to clean up the disasters left in my wake. I could feel sorry for him, if I thought about it enough. But that's just it, I didn't.
If it weren't for me, we might be stuck living at this house, for the rest of our lives. No stories to tell, no anything, really. I can't live like this. And he shouldn't have to. Ryan was one of the good ones. And if I could find a way to get him out of here, he could establish himself, and pull me from these ashes.
"Fine. But," Here comes the ultimatum, "Hailey, you stay as far away as possible. You aren't getting thrown in a cell again." Oh, but it's fine if he does it?
All three of us had terrible track records. From fights to breaking and entering, the cops were our biggest fans around Chino. But now we had to be more careful than ever. Trey wasn't a minor anymore. While Ryan and I were each one way from juvie. Ryan had been on the fence for three months now. While I got my final warning just last week, for punching a guy in the nose. He had been trying to grind up against one of my friends, and she had repeatedly told him to fuck off. But to no avail. Ryan tried to hold me back, but I had slipped easily from his grasp, hitting my target so forcefully that his head snapped back and his nose was left bleeding and crooked.
****
Our target was a shiny, souped-out black sports car. I wanted her. I debated trying to convince Trey to let us keep it for a few days.
Ryan was still wary so Trey began to speak, "I'm your big brother. If I don't teach you this, then who will?" Then he smashed the window open. So much for keeping it for a little.
"I don't know Trey-"
"Hailey, get Ryan to get in the car or I will leave his ass for dead." Could have just told him that yourself. I wasn't Trey's biggest fan, but he got shit done. I admired that. Very resilient, the lot of us.
Ryan climbed into the passenger seat, while I took up the back. Situating myself in the middle, I had the perfect view and the empty streets we were about to race. Trey hotwired the car like it was nothing and we were on our way.
Except we didn't get very far before sirens started following us. Fuck.
"Trey pull over."
"Ryan- fuck off man no way."
I tried, "Trey, please. Maybe we can make a run for it."
Trey turned around to spat something at me, but swerved the wheel on accident, causing the car to smash into the building adjacent.
Kids, always wear your seatbelt. Especially if the driver is a fucking idiot. I flew from my seat, but Ryan's arm caught me and pushed me back. My head bounced off the seats. My ears started ringing, and I swear my neck almost snapped from the force.
Someone was talking, but I couldn't make out the words. Or the voice for that matter. But the flashing lights told me enough. I watched Ryan put his hands up, and look at me. He jerked his arms up a little and I got the memo.
With raised arms and my head spinning, I tried to prepare myself for the jail cell.
****
My neck hurt like no other when I awoke. One of the guards had been knocking against the bars, guess I hadn't heard him. He looked pissed. "Get up kid, Someone is here to see you." Who the fuck could that be?
With bleary eyes, I forced myself into a standing position. I held my wrists out so he could slap the cuffs on them before he led me to the visitation room.
Walking in, I spotted Ryan instantly. He was sitting with some older man, who had papers out in front of him.
Like he had some type of sixth sense, Ryan turned his head to face my direction, giving me a soft smile, happy I was alright. He was always the more worried one during this type of thing. He had a point though, girls are never treated the same.
Sitting down, he was quick to assure, "Bambi- you alright?"
I nodded, my throat feeling scratchy. He looked at me with concern, "How's your neck? The crash probably affected you more."
"I'm fine Ryan. Just a little banged up" I replied, voice sounding like hell.
I turned to face the newbie, who was watching our interaction like a hawk.
"Hailey, it's nice to meet you. My name is Sandy Cohen, and I have been appointed as your guy's public defender."
Having already thought about my fate all night, I wasn't feeling too hopeful. I just stared at him, with no expression. He didn't care if I rotted in prison for the rest of my life. No one did. Besides Ryan, but because of me, we would rot together.
Ryan asked about Trey, and that made me pay more attention. Was it bad, that I had forgotten about him? During my all-night freakout session, I hadn't once thought about how this would affect him. The only things on my mind had been about Ryan and I.
"Well, Trey is over eighteen. Trey stole a car, had a gun in his pants, an ounce of pot, and a couple of priors," He had a gun? "Trey is looking at anywhere from three to five years."
The man, Sandy, continued, "I'm not here for Trey. I'm here for you two. Ryan, your grades? Why is a smart kid like you in here right now?" Because of me. "And Hailey, you have community service written every which way. What, steal a car to help out the neighborhood?"
I couldn't help myself, "Something like that."
"She speaks." He laughed a little. I just stared at him. "Hailey, fighting? That doesn't seem like you. Ryan, truancy charges? Come on guys, why are you doing this to yourselves?"
Not receiving any answers, he trudged on, "What is your guys' plan for the future? College? Trade School? Anything?" This guy was trying so hard to remain hopeful for us. What a joke.
But- if we're really being honest, his questioning was making me a little sad. I had no future. Never really did. But Ryan? God, Ryan could do so much. I think I might be sick.
I guess my face cracked, losing it's blank expression in exchange for desperate eyes. If you looked extra close, my lip was sure to be quivering. If Trey were here, he would have laughed at me. He didn't take too kindly to emotions. Ryan learned that quicker than I did growing up, which is why his expression never faltered.
"Mr. Cohen, with all due respect, modern medicine is advancing to the point where the average human life expectancy will be one hundred. But I read this article that said social security was bound to run out by the year of 2025. Which means people are going to have to stay in their jobs until they're eighty. So, we don't want to commit to anything too soon."
Sandy laughed, but persisted, "Look, I can plead this down to a misdemeanor. Petty fine, probation. But seriously guys, stealing a car because your big brother wanted you to it's stupid and weak. Two things, neither of you can afford to be right now." Well, actually we can't afford to be anything right now- fancy lawyer ass. "We three are cut from the same cloth. I know it may not look like it right now, but I was once in your position."
I cut him off, done with whatever this was supposed to be, "And look at you now, hot shot." He hadn't expected that. Just a minute ago I looked ready to crumble, but now I was turning my desperation into anger. I just wanted this to be over.
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Mr. Cohen managed to get us out, shortly after. Now the sun was blaring down on us. I had Ryan on one side, and Mr. Cohen on the other.
"My office will be in contact to remind you of your court date."
"Got it," Ryan answered, as our mother's car screeched up to us.
She stumbled out and thrust her poorly manicured finger into my face. "Unbelievable! This is the kind of family I got. Pathetic!"
Mr. Cohen looked like he was the one getting publically berated. "Ms. Atwood? My name is Sandy Cohen. I am Ryan and Hailey's attorney."
"You should have let them rot in there. Just like their daddy. Just like their stupid brother." Then she grabbed my wrist, pulling me to the car, "Let's go! Now!"
I was already buckled in, not wanting a re-run of last night, before Ryan got in. His hand reached back, and I took the tiny card from him.
It was Mr. Cohen's card.
****
Once back at the house, a pit of dread formed in my gut.
Mom had already poured herself another drink, before she turned her attention onto us, "I can't do this anymore."
"I'm sorry Mom," I answered almost immediately. I was always the one apologizing first. I hated myself for it, yet every time I couldn't help myself. The Bambi nickname was more accurate than most people knew. Deep down, I desperately craved some sort of parental figure's love. Dad left, and Mom only cared when it benefited her.
"I want you out! Both of you."
"What?" I stuttered, tears springing to my eyes immediately. Hearing my wavering voice, Ryan was quick to grasp my hand, assuring me we would be fine. She didn't mean it. She never meant it. But the what-ifs always pestered me.
"Come on Mom, where do you expect us to go?"
Her boyfriend answered for her, "You heard her. Out! Now!"
Ryan was pissed, all of mom's boyfriend always treated us like shit. "This isn't your house, man."
"Oh, you think you're a tough guy, huh?"
Ryan's grasp on my hand tightened, and then he dropped it.
"Both of you, stop it." Mom tried, weakly.
But Ryan couldn't help himself, "Why don't you get the fuck out and stop freeloading off our mom."
The guy punched Ryan square in the nose, so hard that my brother stumbled back into me. I saw red.
I stepped out from behind Ryan and went to make my mark, but the guy was quick. He caught my fist in the air, twirling my arm around behind my back, then shoved me to the ground. My lip caught the corner of the side table, and I felt blood start to fill my mouth.
I felt someone lift me from the floor, knowing Ryan was the only one who would touch me after that. If I thought my head hurt before, then this was hell on earth.
We were out the door in minutes. Making quick to get the hell out of dodge.
****
No one wanted to house us. Ryan tried everyone we knew. I tried everyone and their mothers, and yet all we got was rejection. I had one last try, and my money dried up. Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out the card we received just hours beforehand.
How did it get this fucked, so fast?
I showed the card to Ryan who just nodded, what other choice did we have. Sure the park benches were always an option, but after last time? No way.
Mr. Cohen was the only one to pick up.
****
The house we pulled up to was something straight out of a movie. I didn't even realize people actually lived like this. Talk about growing up on the wrong side of the tracks.
We were just about to go inside before Mr. Cohen stopped us and told us to wait just a little.
Not having any other options we nodded our heads.
Ryan started walking down the driveway, pulling his pack of cigs from his jeans pockets. I followed him down, waiting for him to finish lighting up.
Once he took his first puff, he looked down at my puppy dog eyes. He smoked but hated it when I did it. But I guess he was feeling sorry for me because he handed me his pack.
He turned his gaze ahead of him, so I took one out. Then after a second thought, I took a few more out, hiding them in my jacket pocket.
"Put them back." He chided.
Damn, I thought I was safe. I put most of them back, keeping an extra one. He turned and gave me a look, not having my antics.
"Please, Ryan. Just this once."
"You're getting your once right now," He said, sneaking his hand into the pocket to retrieve his stolen goods. Then he offered me the light and allowed me a taste of heaven.
Looking up, I spotted a girl across us. She was staring at Ryan. Of course, she was staring at Ryan.
Feeling a little out of place, I made my way up the driveway again. These rich people need to lock up their homes more carefully.
I made my way through the backyard, careful not to fall into the gigantic fucking pool in the middle. If I had a house like this, I would swim every night.
I continued snooping around and noticed the back door to the house was also unlocked. I stubbed out the rest of my cigarette and made my way inside.
Making my way around the corner, I was caught by the owners. And Ryan.
"There she is, girl of the hour. Thank you for gracing us with your presence." Mr. Cohen joked, while his wife looked like her head might pop off at any minute.
Sheepishly, I waved my hand and made my way to stand next to Ryan.
"You must be Hailey," the woman said, offering her hand. I shook it while nodding my head. "Great, well, you two will be staying in the pool house. Which I'm sure you have already found." Touche.
"Thank you, Mrs. Cohen." Ryan and I said in unison like the Shinning Twins.
The rest of the night was spent in said pool house. I had wanted to keep wandering, but Ryan wouldn't allow it. So instead we both tried sleeping, tried being the keyword.
****
I woke before Ryan did. Odd, because normally it was the other way around.
Tip-toeing around his sleeping form, I successfully exited the pool house.
I wasn't alone for long before, I heard a slight shriek. Looking inside the house, I saw two doe eyes staring back at me. Then I let out my own shriek. Who the hell is that?
He was clearly younger than Mr. Cohen, but I wasn't aware they had a kid. Unless they didn't, and this was some sort of looter.
Sliding open the door that separated us, the boy stepped outside, ready to question me. But I beat him to it, "Who the hell are you?"
"Huh- Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you? Why are you in my backyard?"
"Wait, you live here?" So not a looter, my first theory was proving to be more accurate.
"Yes!" He exclaimed, "But you don't live here. And you're pretty, but with the cut on your lip, I'm assuming you aren't here to befriend me. So please leave before I get my lawyer dad to throw your ass in jail."
"Well your lawyer dad, just helped get my ass out of jail. So I feel pretty good about my standing with him right now."
This made him falter, "Wait, aren't you supposed to be a boy?"
I just raised my eyebrow at him.
"Sorry, my mistake. I must have heard wrong last night," then to save his ass, he extended his hand, "Truce?"
"Sure, spaz." and I put my hand in his. We awkwardly shook hands for longer than necessary, before I pulled away.
"Seth, but close enough. Wanna play video games?"
****
We played on his living room floor for about thirty minutes before Ryan caught us.
"What the hell Hailey, you left?" Seth swerved his head toward the intruder so fast, that I was worried he was gonna get whiplash.
Answering the question I knew was on the brunette's lips, I said, "Technically Ryan, I didn't leave. I relocated."
I looked to Seth, with his big questioning eyes, "Seth, meet Ryan. Ryan meets Seth. You two are like opposite sides of a coin." Then I smiled at Ryan, mouthing "sorry".
"Hi, Ryan. I wasn't aware there were two of you." That last bit was directed to me. I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, you want to play?"
****
In the next few hours, I received a lot of information. Seth was in love with Summer, a girl, not the season. Ryan was in love with Marissa, the girl from last night. But most importantly, Kirsten, the woman from last night, was in love with playing dress up.
We were currently residing in her room after she insisted that Ryan and I should attend the fashion show later that night. She had heard that Ryan was invited and thought that meant I would want to go too.
Don't get me wrong, in another life, I would eat this up. But, I didn't have high hopes for trying to fit into this richy rich society.
Kirsten had loaned me a dress, light pink silk that dropped down to my knees, with an asymmetrical hem at the bottom.
"That looks great" she smiled. Catching her gaze in the mirror, I tried to smile, but it looked more like I was in pain. She wasn't wrong, it did look great. Probably the greatest I have and would ever look. But I just felt so empty.
No empty was the wrong word. I felt too much, like one wrong breeze and I would fall off the cliff I was on.
"Thank you for the dress. And for your hospitality."
She made her way behind me, patting my back gently, "Come on sweetheart, the boys are probably waiting."
****
"Welcome to the dark side." Seth introduced. We had arrived at the function, and I was trying to stay mindful of why I was invited.
The show started soon after we took our seats. Ryan's Barbie doll, the model-faced girlfriend came out first. Then a slightly shorter brunette bounced out after, and Seth turned to whisper in my ear, "That's Summer." Of course, it was.
He tilted his head slightly to look at me, waiting for my approval. I gave him a thumbs up, then brought my lips up to the shell of his ear, "She's really pretty Cohen. Watch out, I might just steal her from you."
Pulling back, I looked at him and we erupted into giggles.
Once we turned our attention back to the show, I noticed that Summer had already gone back. So much for Seth's five-second glance at her.
I turned back to him one last time, ready to mouth "sorry", but he was already looking at me. I proceeded anyway, but with my cheeks heating up. He just shrugged his shoulders, then reached out to turn my head back.
After the show, Seth and I managed to be separated from the rest of the group. After failing to find our group, we lingered off to the side.
"You know, you could have been up there tonight." he started.
I looked up at him and gave him a smile, "Really? I was thinking the same about you. I could totally see you swinging your hips to be beat up there."
His cheeks turned red, but before he could come up with another witty comeback, Ryan found us. "Guys, we should go to that girl Holly's house. She's throwing a party."
"A party? No- no I'm good actually. I like my house."
Never one to back down from a party I said, "Come on Cohen, what if Summer is there."
That got his attention, cheeks turning brighter by the second.
"Come on!" A girl from the back of the car ahead called out.
Looking at Seth one more time, I wiggled my eyebrows and started walking back. "Come on Seth, you heard the girl." Then I turned on my heel and got into the car.
Looking around, I noticed a certain brunette bombshell was sitting right next to me. She offered me her hand and I accepted, "I'm Summer. You're Ryan's sister right?"
"That's so close, you almost knew my name!" She looked embarrassed and I felt guilty. "I'm Hailey, and yes, I am Ryan's sister."
"Awesome!"
****
I had been at the party for about an hour now, and still no sign of the boys. Not that I had searched too hard for them. Instead, my eyes had spotted the booze fairly quickly, and that ended up with me dancing with some guy. He was cute, but not cute enough for me to stop thinking about Seth. I hoped he actually came out. He needs to experience life a little.
Parting ways with the guy, I motioned to the drinks and he followed suit.
Then I spotted just who I was looking for. "Seth!" I stumbled over to him.
He turned around fairly fast and caught me as I thrust myself into him, going for a hug but failing. He laughed and held me up, hands on my waist. "Hailey!"
"You have a boyfriend?" A voice interrupted.
"Boy-boyfriend, no, no I'm sorry," Seth said to my former dance partner. Who ignored the boy, looking at me instead.
I was bored of him so I just nodded my head and then turned to ignore him.
He must have left as I made my way to get another drink because Seth came to stand right next to me. "How much have you had to drink?" He asked.
"How much have you had to drink?" I tried to counter. He just laughed at me, before a commotion erupted outside.
Noticing Ryan wasn't near us, I had a sneaking suspicion that he might be involved in whatever was transpiring outside. I tried getting through the crowded kitchen, but between being slightly more than drunk and being shoved back by unsuspecting elbows, I wasn't making it very far.
Seth, noticing I hadn't made it as far as he had, turned back to grasp my hand, and then pulled me through.
Once we got outside, I watched Ryan get knocked in the face by some blonde douchebag who shouted, "Welcome to the O.C. bitch!"
What the fuck is happening?
****
We left the party quickly after.
Coming out of the bathroom, I felt refreshed after being able to take a hot shower. Ryan and Seth were sat on the couch by the bed, talking about the night.
When I came out, both boys looked at me and then held up snacks.
We talked and giggled for a while until each one of us had our eyes closing by themselves. Seth had been curled up on one side of the couch for a while now. Any minute and he would be out like a light.
I excused myself to use the bathroom one last time, as Ryan went out for another smoke.
When I came out, albeit I took a little longer than anticipated Ryan and his Barbie doll were curled up on the bed. Damn. That was my spot.
My only other option was the floor, or the side of the couch that Cohen fist rested on. I made my way to the couch, gently pushing his legs to the side, trying to get the pillow that he rested on. I figured the floor was a safer place than being kicked in the head in the middle of the night.
I was trying to be subtle, not wake the sleeping boy, but he foiled my plans. "What are you doing?" he whispered soft, voice clogged with drowsiness.
"Nothing, go back to bed."
He sat up, rubbing at his eyes the way a small child would, "Seriously, Hailey, are you sleeping on the floor?" he questioned.
He made a move to get up, but I placed my hands on his shoulders pushing down slightly. "Seriously, I'm not letting you take the floor. If you're going to be so stubborn, just sleep on the couch with me."
"Cohen, I don't want your freakishly long legs to kick me."
"They won't. Just come on," he said, removing my hands from his shoulders so he could scoot over. "See, enough room for two."
I debated it for a second, I had never slept in the same spot as a boy. But Cohen took my silence as rejection and immediately moved to stand. "I'm sorry, I- I should take the floor."
"No!" I was quick to interject.
"No?"
"No- just lay down again."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive Cohen."
And with that, he laid back down and opened up his arms. I crawled next to him, my back to his chest. He encircled by frame, "Is this okay?" I nodded in response, feeling the sleep hit almost immediately.
****
"Look, Ryan, Hailey, I'm sorry. I don't mean to play bad cop, It's nothing personal," Kirsten started.
Just minutes ago she had burst into the pool house, furious in only a way a mother can be. She didn't even question the fact that I was in her sons arms, only glaring at him and pointing behind her.
Seth got the hint and removed himself from me, following his mom back into the house like a scolded puppy.
Ryan and I made our way in shortly after, headed for the kitchen for one last meal before we were inevitably kicked out.
"I'm sorry, you two seem like such nice kids."
"It's okay, we get it," Ryan answered.
She was nice enough to allow us to stay by the Seth, so we made the trek upstairs.
Knocking on the door, I entered first. "We have to go," I told him.
"You're leaving?" he questioned, clearly sad.
Ryan spoke up, "We have to take care of some things back home."
Seth got up and shook Ryans out stretched hand. They did a typical boy handshake, before turning to me.
Seth and I looked at each other, unsure of what to do. I made the first move, going in to wrap my arms around his waist. I felt him stiffen at first, and then he reciprocated my motion.
When we pulled away he said, "Well, I can't wait to come visit you guys down in Chino. You can show me your world."
****
Our world no longer existed.
Once we pulled up to the house, Ryan and I were met with the shell of our home. Abandoned with a single poorly written letter.
Awesome.
"Come on." Mr. Cohen, our savior, to the rescue once again.
Back to exploring Seth's world instead.
****
A/N: holy fuck this took so long to write. but- yipee!! thank you for reading <3
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bottom ryan ross fic recs =D
this post is what it says on the tin! mostly ryden, i'll indicate if otherwise. fics w ☆ means they're my FAVES. will update as i find more, so check it every so often and there Might be a new fic listed heh ^_^
fics on livejournal! (most of these are written by the same writer?!)
☆ Rose Is a Four-Letter Word *sort of gsf (but mostly ryden), summary: Ryan's allergic to roses. Well, maybe "allergic" is the wrong word for it. my absolute FAVOURITE fic. ever.
☆ There's No 'I' In Ryan Ross *gsf, summary: Jon Walker attempts the impossible: to make the gayest band on the planet even gayer
hormones in key *panic! gsf + pete wentz on the phone
The Taste of Red *summary: It would seem absurdly ordinary, Ryan waking up next to another body like this, except for the fact that Brendon's not breathing. vampire brendon!
We Were Dreamers Not So Long Ago *rywalk, summary: Set about ten years in the future in a cabin in the woods, Jon and Ryan go to unwind before they start up again. Ryan's less than pleased, but that changes quickly.
We Were Heading For The Sea *summary: "Across the kitchen table, I fired several rounds, but you were still sitting there when the smoke cleared." – Ani Difranco post-split ANGST ANGST
☆ and set this cruise control for crash *rycer, summary: We had to, Ryan says, for the band. my notes for this fic was "CDSZZYYFUCKING FIC IM LOSING ITTTTT"
☆ Crush (With Eyeliner) *gsf, summary: Yeah, honestly, Jon Walker totally is that kind of guy. He just doesn't know it yet. anything written in jon's pov is automatically a 10/10 fic
Broken Glass and Rusty Nails *summary: When Ryan gets the tattoo, he bears it casually, sprawled out in the chair and smiling at Brendon's chatter as the needle traces over his skin. ryan has a freaky pain kink
Here Be Dragons * no summary but here's the main gist: time travel fic, ryan wants to be the one to take brendon's virginity underaged brendon but not by a lot
A Little Less Sixteen Candles A Little More Schoolboy Crush *rywentzden or whatever the shipname for ryan/brendon/pete is, double penetration, summary: What if Ryan can have them both?
The Pros and Cons of Group Sex With Your Bandmates *gsf + pete again! that man is always in patd's business
☆ That First Inconveivable Touch *summary: Ryan never gets what he wants like this. It's just not how his life works. dirty sex in a bathroom!
Like a Game *sequel to That First Inconceivable Touch summary: Boys are only after one thing, Ryan is. Ryan doesn't know what he's after, but he hopes to find that only one thing one of these days so he can stop looking.
This Is Screaming 'Photo Op' *summary: Brendon thinks Ryan is totally sexy. brendon finds pics of ryan naked
☆ laid bare for all to see, but mostly just for you *no summary but here's the gist: ryan is a slut and brendon fucks him against a window (its REALLY hot)
☆ NaNoRyRo *a compilation of ryden smutshots over 30 days. literally felt like i struck gold finding this
Bets Off * summary: "I know you guys are taking bets on me and Brendon," Ryan said, "and I want in." kinda sad since we’re actually in the future now and… they didn’t last forever
you’ll be platinum *summary: Brendon's sex tape gets mixed reviews. i honestly love the way this fic went from brendons sex tape is leaked to ryan has an existential crisis
after i have dreamed *summary: Brendon’s eyes are huge and brown and his lashes are approximately as thick as trees, and yeah, their noses are brushing because Brendon has just leaned in closer. He’s thumbing Ryan’s arm carefully, blinking, and Ryan swallows and squeezes his eyes shut, suppressing the urge to bite his lip. such a beautiful fic, chockfull of wonderful imagery
In The Sound *was deleted off lj but luckily someone saved this on the wayback machine! so that’s the link i put here, summary: How could you walk away from it? Why are you still walking away? this fic. wow. ok it doesn’t count as bottom ryan bc theres no explicit sex, but its just such a good story so i wanted to recommend it! its a ‘what if’ brendon left the band scenario n yeah its heartbreaking but its a happy ending!!!
Take Center Stage And Step Up To Save The Last Dance (He Was A Sk8er Boi) *ryden switch! ryan tops first then brendon, if udm!! summary: They come from two different worlds. a fic inspired by Sk8er Boi by avril lavigne! ryans a skater and brendon does dance
like you imagined *summary: Yeah, Ryan's thought about it. ryden’s first time! sooo hot
Spin Cycle *ryan has a dirty stinky tshirt kink, doesn’t technically bottom cs he just sucks brendon off but its really hot!
To A Man’s Heart *side couples jon/joe and spencer/patrick summary: Desperate to escape an arranged marriage, Charleston belle Ryan Ross heads to Denver and takes his chances as a mail-order bride. When he arrives, he discovers that handsome rancher Brendon Urie has absolutely no desire to marry--until Ryan charms him with his sweet nature and even sweeter kisses.
One Summer Last Fall *summary: Fall Out Boy never existed, so life is pretty tough for Ryan Ross. no actual fucking in this one but its such a hilarious read!
In Medias Res *summary: One minute they were watching tv and Brendon was groping Ryan good-naturedly, and the next...
The Ones You Can Count On *ryan/william beckett/mike carden no summary but basically ryan is sad bc he cant have brendon so bill and mike carden of tai… fuck him! really hot and really good
☆ Four Men And A Little Cabin *gsf, Unrelated, non-linear scenes from a recording cabin
The Hand That Feeds *summary: It's always easy enough for Ryan to come to him after the fact, after ignoring Brendon all night, after being with her; easy enough for Brendon to give in.
☆ That’s What He Said *gsf, idk how to tag this but everyone fucks everyone, its hot, summary: Truckstops and Statelines and boyfriends, etc.
Sweeter Than Candy, Better Than Cake *gsf, summary: It's really no big deal that their male guitarist smells fruity and has unnecessarily glossy lips.
The One Where Ryan Ross Gets Gangbanged *panic! gsf, but mainly ryden, summary: All Ryan wants on his birthday is to get fucked. A lot.
just a little longer, long enough *kind of rycer? and joncer.. and also ryden… summary: Spencer has plans, Spencer gets what he wants, Spencer is clueless. A spencer character study, really worth a read!!
☆ where the light bends at the cracks *ryon, with a super subtle tiny hint at ryden, no summary and idk how to describe it even, just read it!!!
Hum Along With The TV *not really explicit sex but im pretty sure ryan bottoms… summary: "Brendon." There's a smile as he sits down on the bottom step, knocking Ryan's knees slightly; a smile with straight, white teeth and an imperious mouth, one that gets imprinted into memory. He cups his hands around his lips and tilts his head. There's a brief orange glow and a lazy stream of smoke as Brendon asks, "So, what are you here for?"
"penises are for boys, vaginas are for girls, unless of course, something crazy happens. then anything's game." *fem ryan!
☆ Date Night *summary (ok not a summary, its an excerpt, live with it.): It’s almost like starting from scratch, even though they’ve been invading each other’s personal space on a fairly regular basis for a couple of years now. But there’s a big difference between friendship and relationship and up to this point, everything that’s been done has been for show. i really loved this one for some reason… so sweet!
Moulin Rouge AU *rycer, (toxic-ish) brencer and ryden, MAJOR character death(s), no summary but its basically what it says on the tin HAHA. i really wanted to love this but god that ending is just SICK. maybe one of you will be into the heartbreak as terrible as this one gave me
Retail jobs and cracks in the ceiling *they fuck in the second part! summary: Such a muddy line between the things you want and the things you have to do.
☆ Always Leaving, But *brendon bottoms in the 3rd part but the rest of it should be bottom ryan! has ryan/keltie and a little brendon/pete, summary: If there's a science to it, Brendon can't figure it out. This fic. THIS FIC. fucked me UP. read it!!!!
False Advertising *kind of rycer at the end, summary: AU. Ryan makes a mistake. Spencer helps him out.
☆ (sequel to False Advertising) Small Blessings *rycer/brencer and joncer too, summary: Spencer Smith puts up with a lot of shit. okay so this was a really strange whack fic, but in the BEST WAY possible. totally recommend it, just. read itttttt
It’s All Secret Love *summary: Flashbacks and love making.
everyone is shaking to your name *summary: Okay, so, um. Ryan really, really hates admitting this – and, well, he's never really admitted it before, the only person who knows is Spencer – but... Ryan goes on the voyeur website things. this one’s a little strange, so do heed the notes and warnings!
Carousel *this one’s a bit tough to tag the ships HAHA its gsf, ryden-leaning with jealous spencer, and also its MPREG (read the prequel linked in the notes), summary: "Don't do anything drastic before coffee. I don't want to miss it." huh! this one was strange too… do read it though, its interesting… a housemd crossover (kinda)
☆ ☆ All We Fear is All That Can Save Us *summary: Jon and Ryan still talk to Spencer, and Jon still talks to Brendon, but since that decision was made last May, Ryan and Brendon haven't really talked. And Brendon knows that he shouldn't be surprised that Ryan's here; after all, he's here and he's never been as, well, expressive about sex as Ryan has been. TWO STARS BC THIS FIC IS GENUINELY LIFE CHANGING. dom brendon and sub ryan post-split and its ough my GOD. read it read it NOWWW
Elsewhere *small hint of one-sided brencer, The Giver (novel) au, summary: According to Spencer, the Community is the way it is for the good of everyone. “Choices are dangerous,” he tells Brendon. “What if people were to choose the wrong thing?” ~20,000, this reawakened my childhood obsession with dystopian novels, give it a read!
☆ Nerds In Love *summary: "Sorry, man. Maybe you should call Geek Squad."
this one time, at band camp… (or; save a drum, bang a drum major) *summary: Spencer's best friend is falling for the guy they used to refer to as "the annoying kid from All-State". definitely my favourite band au
☆ the trapeze act was wonderful but never meant to last *wentzross, summary: Someday we'll be loved the way we want to be loved by the people we want to love us. SO BEAUTIFUL AND TERRIBLY HEARTBREAKING. read it if you hate/love yourself
Except under the pale light *wentzross, summary: Later, Pete will make pancakes. Maybe he'll bring Ryan along to the studio, maybe he'll let Ryan talk him into eyeliner again.
Walking Sideways Takes Longer, But You Get There Eventually *spyan, summary: Ryan tries to have a positive heteronormative influence on Spencer, but it doesn't go as planned, because come on! Who do you think you are kidding, Ryan Ross?
Dealing With Bullets *summary: “You know these words, though.” Brendon points out. Ryan just shrugs and says, “Yes, my mind does, but do my fingers?” Brendon thinks about the question for a long, long time. Three days later, Spencer is already asking about how Ryan got Brendon to be this quiet and would he mind sharing the secret?
pointy fucking shoes *this one’s kinda fucked up, so, summary: Ryan isn't sure who he is so he tries to forget.
☆ Back To The Place You Are *brendon/OFC but its ryden-centric and ryden endgame! summary: “He’s cute.” Brendon looks over at her, startled, and wonders if it’s all as obvious as it feels, if she can see it scrawled across his face after only talking to him for ten minutes. “He’s uh. He’s my band mate.” She smiles and nods like she knows there’s more to it than that, but doesn’t know him well enough to ask. really cute brendon character study sorta? its a good exploration of ryden’s relationship and its a happy ending =) readdd ittttt
I thought *summary: In the beginning, the Thing that Brendon and Ryan start up isn't supposed to be anything other than a way to relax and unwind. After awhile, Brendon stops being sure what it actually is, and what either of them want.
These Elegant Crimes *wentzross (technically its more petekey which has nothing to do w ryro but i digress, its a good fic!) summary: After his Summer of Like ends, Pete convinces himself that Ryan is what he needs. Pete's still got a few hang-ups, however, and that's made clearest when Infinity on High is produced. In other words: No one is getting what they need.
Hasselhoff *wentzross, jailbait ryan, summary: Pete Wentz can't seem to drink enough to have a good time at this rep party. The beer doesn't taste right, the band playing pretty much sucks, and everywhere he turns dumb teenagers shanghai him. But when one teen, a slight, brown-eyed boy, pops up, Pete can't help but feel something other than annoyance.
Like Light Ends, With a Z *ryden switch!! brendon gets bit by a chinchilla and enters a sex craze 😵💫😵💫
Clandestine *summary: Ryan doesn't expect Brendon to actually show up in New York at the show and he certainly doesn't expect what happens, only now he can't quite let go. the young veins postdivorce era fic!
I Am the Derivative and You Are the Curves *summary: Brendon’s good at math. Ryan isn’t. In fact, Ryan’s so bad, he needs a tutor. In fact, his tutor is Brendon. This, of course, leads to weekly meetings, but sushi breaks and local concerts follow, to costume parties and beer pong, first dates and thanksgiving break, and more than Ryan could've thought possible from someone with a stack of books that thick. theres some past jon/brendon
Acquiescence Hard Gained *actually a joncer fic, but theres SOME ryden and i love this fic so im reccing it anyway. summary: Spencer had the control. It took Jon a little longer to notice that perhaps Spencer didn’t want that role. d/s elements
Irrevocably Combined *summary: Wherein Ryan really just needs some time to figure a few things out. takes place after ryan’s dad dies
Meant It When I Said “The Pleasure Is Mine” *no fucking, just really intense rimming and YES
☆ The Width of a Circle *summary: An object at rest will remain at rest unless acted upon by an external and unbalanced force.' Patrick watches the pieces fall together. just, the sweetest fic ever. tells the story of ryden getting together through the eyes of patrick
Bedazzled (blinded by the light) *summary: Brendon is Ryan's canvas.
Synergy *gsf, summary: They weren't so much dating as simply existing.
☆ Ryan Ross’s Guide To Sex Positions *summary says it all tbh, summary: Ryan's favorite sex positions with all three of his boyfriends, and his favorite with all of them together, THIS FIC IS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED
Asphyxiophilia *spyan, summary: Ryan discovered his biggest kink, the thing that could get him off the fastest, make him come the hardest, when he was almost too young to even understand what he was feeling. breathplay! super hot. underaged spencer though
How naptime can go horribly right *no summary but basically ryan wants to nap but brendon wants to fuck so he does!
Some Things We Can’t Escape *rockett, summary: Ryan knew exactly how Bill was 'sorry'; sorry for overstepping that mark, for making impossible feelings suddenly flare up from where the two boys had kept them buried, sorry for making it real. Unbearably, painfully, real. HOLYYY wow i love rockett so i love this fic so very very much
fics on ao3!
not to shamelessly plug but my patd fics are all bottom ryan. it's not much but check it out if you wanna ^_^
☆ ash in your mouth *summary: Ryan just tilts his head, hands behind his back on the table, sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, make-up runny and smudgy, eyes alive, little pearl teeth biting his lips as if he’s holding something back. the end has a little kick to it.
Give Me Envy, Give Me Malice, Give Me Your Attention *summary: The aftermath of Brendon running into Ryan at the 2015 Halloween party.
A Fever You Can't Sweat Out *rycer (implied gsf), summary: Ryan has a strange affinity for sweat. And when I say affinity… sex pollen-esque
Hands Down *summary: Brendon is experimenting, but he doesn't know that Ryan is too.
Out of Tune *this fic is locked so you need an account to read it, summary: Brendon wakes up tone deaf. Ryan has no idea what to do. Maybe sex will fix it?
What We Have Is What We Will Be Given *summary: They finally have a hotel night, and Ryan's got everything planned, even if he's not the one in charge.
☆ No Object *wentzross, ryden switch, summary: The first blowjob Pete gets from Ryan is startlingly mediocre, considering that it's the kid's job.
Fucking like rabbits *summary: Ryan has been desperate for the whole show, Brendon is sweaty and in love, and their last song is a fucking love song. They really were reinventing love right on that stage. stage gay on another level
it's just flesh, it's just flesh *locked fic! summary: Ryan's mouth tastes sort of like the sour candy he got from the vending machine earlier, but mostly it's just hot and wet and warm. this one also has a lil kick! small kick
Drive Faster, Boy *summary: Ryan, Brendon, backseats, secrets.
☆ That Left a Mark *DUBCON (brendon is super drunk) summary: Alcohol initially serves as a stimulant, then induces feelings of relaxation and reduced anxiety. Consumption of two or three drinks in an hour can impair judgment, lower inhibitions, and induce mild euphoria.
An Unlikely Victorian Heroine *locked fic, summary: "You're like a Victorian heroine," Brendon says, rolling one bracelet over Ryan's hand to expose a little more skin, then another and another until he has a small pile on the bed. "Arms aren't supposed to get me so hot, Ross."
☆ How Did I Fall In Love With You? *summary: Bad things happen when Ryan reads fanfiction. i love meta fics like this
You Will Know The Difference When I Touch You *summary: It wasn’t a gay thing at first. Well, it was possible that Brendon had a tiny little crush on Ryan, but it was a buried thing in the back of his still-half-Mormon brain, emerging very slowly.
Two of Cups *the second part is gsf, summary: Spencer and Ryan are part of Pete's travelling circus. Jon and Brendon come for the show, but there's something about the place that keeps them coming back for more.
It must be an alien thing *idk if this counts but its ryan getting girl parts and brendon fucks him and if bden fucks him then yeah hes a bottom idc, summary: “His dick’s missing too,” adds Jon, and if Ryan had lasers in his eyes, Jon Walker would be history right then and there. “And he keeps telling this alien theory, but it can’t be fucking aliens, man. Aliens are too busy doing their shit to give you tits and a pussy.”
☆ Leaving Without Moving *mainly ryden but theres a hint of one-sided rycer from ryan, summary: "I'm not trying to embarrass you or anything here. But seriously, I'm just trying to make things clear - what you want is to be my own personal little toy, is that it? You want to be my pet in the... pet sense?" I HAVE NOOO IDEA HOW IVE NEVER COME ACROSS THIS FIC BEFORE ITS SO GOOD!!
☆ Hard to Believe in Sundays *rywalk, summary: Ryan shouldn't be making out with one of The Academy Is…'s techs in the dusky brown darkness behind his own tour bus where everyone, anyone, could see. Truckstops and Statelines-era. Just. wow the writing and the story are super amazeballs
Candyman *summary: It's a strange and beautiful thing to hate yourself so much you'd let someone else do this to you. Even stranger is trusting them enough to say these things and not mean it. Or mean it and love fuck you anyway. post-split, kinda poetic and angsty
☆ Give me more *read the tags! summary: They called this tough love. 2005, just starting out the band, brendon getting kicked out his house, just a really interesting and well-written fic. couldn't put it down once i started!
☆ Dog Ears, Frozen Lakes and the Resonance of Your Voice *gsf (mainly ryden), summary: The boys go on vacation to a secluded cabin in Switzerland for Christmas. a short sweet and hot fic! ryan just loves his whole band
Bossy *summary: In which Ryan is like, kind of a bitch to be honest, but in a good way. Subby top brendon and dom bottom ryan
☆ We’ll Reinvent Love *brendon bottoms in the last chapter, summary: “He remembers back when he was younger, and he would scrape his elbow, and because he hadn’t yet started these daily screaming matches with his mom, she would place a band-aid over it, ever so gently, and then an even gentler kiss on top of that. And because Ryan looks like his world is one big scraped elbow at the moment, Brendon leans forward and kisses him, butterfly-soft, and pulls away before Ryan gets a chance to do it first.” read this all almost in one shot and it made me slighty crazy… read it, it is SO wonderful
A Little Push *summary: In which Brendon finds out some interesting info about Ryan and acts on it.
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