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i hate you, but not really // ryan dunn x reader

description: you are one of Ehren's friends from high school (you're 3 years younger than him), and he always brings you to watch the boys film for Jackass the Movie. Because of this, you spend a lot of time on set, and Ryan and you have developed a bit of a rivalry... or so you thought.

warnings: language (obviously), enemies to lovers, ryan being a little shit, the reader also being a little shit

writing prompts:

"If it makes you feel better, you can slap me. Lightly."

"You deserve to know something."

"I have grown to care for you. Deeply."

word count: ~1.3k

The Jackass crew and I are currently in a golf course, getting ready to smash the shit out of some golf carts and mini golf attractions. Dico and Bam are gonna ride in one cart and Knoxville and Dunn are gonna be in the other. Knowing Ryan, he's gonna crash the fucking cart, as he always does, and get someone injured. But, of course, he thinks he's hilarious when it does happen. That man has no concern for anyone but himself, and it obviously shows in everything he does.

I'm forced out of my thoughts by a familiar voice behind me, the most annoying person that could talk to me right now. "How about a kiss for good luck, sweetheart?"

I whip around to find Ryan in all his grimy glory with a shit-eating grin on his face. I scoff aggressively and back up a few steps from him. "Eat dirt, asshole." I cross my arms.

He looks away incredulously and then right back at me, taking a few steps towards me. "You know what, why do you have to such a bitch all the time? I've never done anything to you, why do you have to hate me so much?"

My eyes widened, and I can feel my cheeks start to redden as his frustrating words begin to sink in. "Oh, really?" I interrogate him, my voice dripping in venom. "I'm a bitch to you? Says the person who hazed me the entire first week I hung out with you guys, including spray-painting a dick on my car!! Just leave me the fuck alone, please?"

As I turn away to return to the rest of the group, Ryan darts in front of me and says, "Okay, okay, okay. If it makes you feel better, you can slap me. Lightly."

"No! Why the hell would I do that?" I roughly push past him and down to the group of friends we share.

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After filming for the day, Knoxville suggests we all go out to dinner and invited me along. He suggests that we should all go home and change out of our disgusting clothes and then go out for dinner, which is exactly what we end of doing.

I hitch a ride from Ehren after I've already changed into clean clothes, and we're already halfway to the restaurant before he speaks up. "What's your problem with Ryan?"

Caught off guard with his strange question, I furrow my brows in contemplation. To be honest, I didn't really know anymore. It's just always felt right to hate him, but I realize that doesn't make any sense. So, I answer Ehren's question truthfully in return. "I don't really know. There's just something about him that gets under my skin."

"Do you mean... like in a good way?" He questions, meeting my gaze to raise his eyebrows.

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" I look at him back in disgust.

He sighs in defeat and says, "Nevermind. I guess you two are a lost cause after all... Now I owe Dave 20 bucks."

Ehren and I are the last to arrive at the restaurant and we meet up with everybody right outside the front doors. My eyes immediately drift over to Ryan. But, with surprise, he actually looks pretty nice. For once, his clothes are actually clean, and his rusty orange shirt compliments his rosy cheeks delightfully.

I feel someone tap my left shoulder and find Bam playfully staring at me with one eyebrow raised. I sigh and confusedly ask, "What is it?"

He flicks his eyes from Ryan to me and back to him again. "Find something interesting to look at?"

I chuckle and push his shoulder, jokingly telling the brunette to shut up. What no one noticed at this point, and what Ryan would refuse to admit later, was that seeing me joke around with Bam sent a pang of sadness and envy through his body.

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At around 8:30, we had all finished eating and visiting with each other and unanimously decide to start to head home. I noticed that Ryan would barely look at me throughout the meal, which was weird considering that he usually picks fights with me at any given moment.

I begin to walk to Ehren's car to get a ride home, but I'm stopped cold in my tracks by a hand gently grasping my wrist. I turn around to find curly-haired Ryan staring straight back at me with a look of apprehension in his eyes. "What do you want?" I ask, not ripping my hand out of his grip yet.

It takes a few seconds for him to respond. When he does, his voice cracks. "Can I just talk to you for a second, alone?"

As I'm standing in front of him, pondering my next words carefully, I suddenly notice who Ryan really is for the first time ever. He's not cruel, he's compassionate. He's not careless, he's thoughtful. "Um, sure," I reply, stepping away from the street and slowly striding to a bench not far from the restaurant we just left.

Although he's walking behind me, he sits down before me, ushering me to sit down next to him. On any other night before this, I never would have chosen to spend any more time with him than I had to. But, for some reason, I'm not even second-guessing my choice to sit as close to him as possible.

He slowly turns his torso to me and rests his hands on his lap. The blonde-haired man takes a deep breath before speaking. His voice is so quiet, it's just above a whisper. "You deserve to know something."

I swallow deeply, preparing myself for anything that he could say.

"You need to know that I have grown to care for you. Deeply. And I know that this may take you off guard or cause you to hate me even more than you already do, but I wanted to get this off my chest because my feelings for you have plagued my thoughts for months."

My breath leaves my body, and I find it hard to even look at this man who has just poured his heart out to me. And it isn't because I don't feel the same way. It's the complete opposite and I have just realized it. "Listen, Ryan," I begin, but he abruptly stands up from the bench.

"Actually, you know what, I realized that this is a bad idea, so I'm just gonna go and probably never talk to you again out of embarrassment," Ryan admits. Before he can even take a step away from me, I grab his hand that has been glued to his side for this entire time and I squeeze his palm in mine while interlocking our fingers. I look up to his eyes, and they seem to be glued to the sight of our intertwined hands.

"Doesn't seem so bad, does it?" I chuckle, swinging our arms together a little bit. "I want you to know... um..." My mouth suddenly feels dry as my tongue fails to create the words. "I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. You never deserved that. And I now realize that I have been the luckiest person to have you there for me. I think, if we both put in effort, we can make us work. What do you think, Dunn?"

Ryan takes another step forward, so our bodies are almost touching, and he brings his hands up to cup my waist. "I have been waiting months for you to say that," he says as he dips his head to bring our lips into a passionate kiss that neither of us will forget for the rest of our lives.

FIN

hey everyone! i'm so excited that i finally wrote a fic over 1k words! also, the overwhelming support i have received over the past couple of days is super heartwarming and i'm so grateful for each and every one of you that have read my stories on here <3

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This is embarrassing but I'm genuinely upset that there hasn't been any ryanxreader fanfic updates on ao3 since like February.

[mechx4andthehiddentales]

Chapter One: Le Nouveau

Key

(F/L/I) - Favorite Lunch Item

(F/S) - Favorite Song

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I started unpacking my stuff into my new room. It was medium sized it had a canopy bed, small nightstand beside to store my I pad for reading Wattpad in the night (don't tell my aunt) and a vanity and dresser with a walk-in closet.

I used to live with my mom. But she recently passed, now I live with my cousin Connor "Spyder" Johnson and my aunt Natalie Johnson (I know his mom doesn't have a name so I named her to make it easier for me). I put my last stuff away and went downstairs to have lunch.

"Hi, (Y/N)" Spyder says excitedly "Mom made us (F/L/I)!" I look at the counter and see (F/L/I). "Thanks, Auntie Natalie!" She replies and says, "If you need anything at all come to ask me!" I reply with a mouthful of (F/L/I) "Fif ill (I will)."

...Time Skip...

It was Monday morning since I started this school in late fall I put on something warm.

I go downstairs and eat breakfast. "Hey (Y/N)!" says Spyder "I going to introduce you to some of my friends" I reply "Thanks Spyder." I put my plate in the sink and kiss Auntie Natalie goodbye, Then walk out the door.

I wait at the bus stop and I see three guys standing there. Spyder walks up to them and says: "Hey Guys," then he points to me and says "that's my cousin (Y/N)" They wave at me and the shorter on says, "Welcome to Bay City, I'm Harris!" I nod in reply. I am a sorta shy person, but once I know you you'll wonder wasn't she just shy a few days ago. The bus gets here and we get on I sit closer to the back and listen to Beethoven on my phone. I suddenly feel someone beside me and see it's the medium-sized guy. He abruptly says "I didn't get to introduce myself I'm Ryan Walker!" I say, "Well you already know me I'm (Y/N) (L/N)" We just sat there in awkward silence for the rest of the ride. Ryan was sorta cute and he seemed nice but I can't start liking the first male boy I've seen in a while, that's not related to me.

As we pulled up at the school I walked off the bus and went to the front office. "Hello (Y/N)" She said in a voice that said I don't care about you in any sorta way, then she added, "I'm Principal Gray and this your schedule." She handed me a piece of paper with my classes for this semester and my locker number. She then got up opened her office door and said, "Good day Ms.(L/N)" So I just walked. I thought to myself, she reminds of Gladys in Bunk'd.

As I looked at my schedule I realize I am gonna have to ask Spydie for help. I see him in the cafeteria area eating breakfast and I ask him t assist me. "Spydie Can you help me, I don't know where any of these places are?" Then I hear a faint giggle and see his friends nearby, "How's Spydie doing today" the one called Mark says in a mocking tone. Then Spyder gets all embarrassed and says "I'm gonna go help my cousin with her schedule" Then Harris says while laughing still, "You go do that Spydie."

After he shows me where everything is, the bell rings it was my advanced reading classroom D106 Ms.Bradleys room. As I walked into the room people looked at me I walked in and choose a seat. I see Ryan's bother, Mark walks in and sits beside me. "Okay class," started Ms.Bradley we have a new student, (Y/N) please introduce yourself." I got up and introduced my self, "Hi, everyone, I'm (Y/N) (L/N) and I'm 14 years old." Ms.Bradley takes over and says, "Thank you (Y/N), I am going to partner you up and you'll be writing an essay on global pollution it has to be five pages long and it has to meet the criteria for this lesson." Then she wrote on the board the partners for the assignment.

Ann & Mark

Cindy & Lequisha

Sirani & Michaele

Jasmine & Saquan

Timony & Jack

Valrine & Mary Sue

Xander & Terrelle

and last but not least...

(Y/N) & Mark

"You will have this week and this week to complete the essay, this will be an out of class time assignment so be sure to make time for it, I'm talking to basketball players." Then the bell rang

(Skip to lunch brought to you by Leo)

It was lunchtime since I brought my lunch I just ate on the roof. I found this passage to the top and I just sit here and eat plus I like the solitude of it. I start to sing (F/S). I suddenly stop when I hear someone coming up the stairs. Oh darn, maybe one of the teachers saw me come up here. The door opens and I see Mark he most of followed me up here after class. "Hey, Stranger" He greets. I just stay where I am looking at him. "Why'd you come up here Mark?" He looks at me with false offense, "No, Hello the amazing Mark Walker." Then he comes and sits beside me. "How's your first day at a new school?" I think about it and say "It's been good I guess. I was homeschooled before so I don't really know how to socialize." Then he says out of nowhere "You're a really you should sign up for the fall show thing they're doing." I blush at the compliment. I'm not used to getting compliments except from my mom. But she's dead.  Then the bell rings ending lunch.

I head to science I see that Ryans inside that classroom. He waves to me and I wave shyly back at him. I sit beside him as soon as the teacher start class. "Hello class, We have a new student today, can they please raise their hand and introduce themselves," Ms.Thornhill says. "Hi, I am (Y/N) (L/N) and I just recently moved here." Ms.Thornhill says after I'm finished "Alright class today we'll be studying the makeup of cells can anyone tell a part of any cell." I raise my hand, "Yes Ms.(Y/N)!" I answer a-matter-a-factly "Embryo." The teacher said with a pleased smile, "Thank you Ms.(Y/N), anyone else wanna give it a try?" Then someone named Flash raises their hand. The teacher calls on them "The long and floppy thingy?" The teacher looks at him with a disapproving smile, "Flash Thompson, if you have nothing appropriate to say then don't say it all!" Everyone laughed at Flash's answer and then I heard it a deep thrum inside the earth.

A monster has awakened.

[snapmydisk]

Just something fluffy with Ryan plesss

You refused to be sick, even if you coughed your lungs upand your nose ran. You could still write and shuffle between the kitchen tocollect coffee and painkillers…not that you needed them of course.

“Why are you not in bed?” Ryan asked as he returned home.

“I’ve been working,” you said, gesturing at your screen.

“You can work from bed!” he laughed, kissing your forehead“Especially when you’re sick, it’s allowed.”

“I’m not sick!” you argued, before coughing as if on cue.Ryan gave you a ‘told you so’ look and pulled you from your office chair “I don’tneed looking after, I still need to make dinner!”

“No offence dear, but I don’t want you coughing in myfood!” he smiled, pulling at your clothes and handing you pyjamas. Youreluctantly changed, secretly enjoying the look he gave you as you stood nakedin front of him. He pulled the duvet away and pointed at you to get into bed “Stayhere.”

You settled down, scrolling through your phone and tryingto concentrate on what you were reading. You started to struggle when the dooropened, revealing your boyfriend holding a tray of steaming food. He placed iton your lap and sat next to you “Eat and then we can nap together.”

“Are you trying to make me better and admit I’m sick withfood and nap seduction?” you asked, having a spoonful of soup “Because it’sworking.”

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Friends in Low Places, pt. 2

A/N: Soooooo it’s been a while huh. Whoops. Anyway, thanks to everybody who was interested in a chapter 2 and here it is! I’m pretty happy with it actually. If y’all wanna see another chapter, let me know via my inbox or reblog this and tag it! i always read the tags on reblogs of my things :3  Words: 1401 Story: Chapter 1

Ryan might have stayed invisible at work from then on out like he promised, but that didn’t keep him from messing with you throughout the day.

Your things would move from where you set them down or books would ‘throw’ themselves off of the shelves just minutes after you’d put them away. At one point, there was even a checkers game being played, the pieces moving seemingly on their own. But you were dealing with it. If you hadn’t known about Ryan, you may have been more freaked out, but you just rolled your eyes and kept working.

He didn’t mess with you too much when Geoff and Jack came by, thank God, and he didn’t bug Gavin and Michael. The worst part was when he teased the cute blonde-haired girl that comes in sometimes, which left you a blushing mess, trying to explain that you weren’t really hitting on her but ‘no, you’re cute that’s not what I meant!’

“What were you thinking, flirting with Elyse?” Gavin squawks after she’s left. “You know she’s married, right?”

“I do know, Gavin. I wasn’t...I didn’t mean to.” You sigh and shrug. Mentally, you were cursing Ryan and trying to figure out just how exactly are you supposed to get back at a demon?

“You didn’t mean to flirt with a married woman?” Michael asks, leaning against a bookshelf.  “Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” You wave away his concern. “I just had a, uh, a long night is all.”

“You had a long night?” Ryan scoffs behind you. “Try being awake and having nothing to do but watch someone sleep.” You jumped when he spoke but when neither Michael or Gavin indicated they had heard him, you relaxed.

“Maybe you need to take some days off or something. Or me and Lindsay are wanting to do swimmies and bevs soon, if you wanna join.” Michael offers.

“That sounds really nice.” You smile. “I’ll definitely mark my calendar.”

“Just no flirting with my wife, got it?” Michael teases.

“Oh, well damn, there went those plans.” You stick your tongue out at him, earning a laugh in response.

 *

Ryan behaves for the rest of the day, mostly, whispering in your ear occasionally about certain shoppers or books. When you finally got home this night, you order pizza and settled onto the couch to play some games before dinner and bevs.

“What’re you doing?” Ryan asks, appearing on the other end of the couch, in a new outfit.

“Are you wearing dad jeans?” You ask, ignoring his question. He looks down at his clothes before looking at you, confused.

“Do these jeans make me a father? I’m not sure I understand.”  He tilts his head and he looks strikingly human - and cute. You frown at yourself mentally and then for real, when you notice the slight smirk working across his face.

“You fully understand, you asshat.” You accuse, wagging a finger at him. Ryan laughs, leaning back against the couch and crossing his arms behind his head. He stretched his legs out in front of him and made himself comfortable. You settled back down into your end of the couch, turning back to the tv. “Getting back to your earlier question, I’m playing video games before dinner and bevs.”

“Video games?” Ryan says it as more of a statement but you get the hint of a question beneath it.

“You control certain characters to play a certain story. This one in particular, you control a bad guy who robs and does terrible shit. Really, I play it to dress up my lady and give her a fuckin’ sick car.” You explain, loading up the game.

“So...basically what we demons do to humans. Puppeteering, if you will.” Ryan supplies.

“Um...now I’m worried. Should I be worried? About being puppeted?” You ask.

“What?” Ryan thinks for a minute. “No, no, you should be fine. Most folk wouldn’t touch someone who’s already claimed.”

“Claimed, huh?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Are you complaining about being claimed?” Ryan asked, mirroring your raised brow, though his voice dropped a tad lower. You were pretty sure everything in your brain was dumped out your ear as you tried to form some sort of logical response that wasn’t you drooling and going ‘uuuh’. Luckily for you, the doorbell dinged and you rushed to your feet to get the pizza.You paid and tipped the delivery guy then set the pizza on the coffee table before going to grab drinks from the fridge.

“You know, I didn’t really think about it, but I got you a drink. I don’t know if you drink. Do you drink?” You ask, sitting back down on the couch. Ryan sat up but shrugged.

“I’m sure I can, I don’t think there’d be any nutritional benefit though.” Ryan explained. You open a drink and hand it to him, then open your own.

“Can you get drunk?” You ask.

“Again, I’m not sure. I don’t make a habit of drinking human alcohol.” Ryan answers, sipping at the drink. He makes a face at it, tries it again, and makes a worse face. “Perhaps for good reason. This tastes like cat piss.”

“Why do you know what cat piss tastes like?” You mumble around your pizza. Ryan rolls his eyes at you and reaches for a slice of pizza.

“This, this is something you humans do right.” Ryan says happily. The two of you eat quietly the rest of the time while you play YouTube videos on the tv and Ryan sneakily pours his drink into yours.

Days pass then, slowly, as they usually do. The added excitement of a having a demon around was not near as noticeable after the shine wore off. Ryan slowly began showing up to the AH store in human form, wearing his dad jeans and graphic tees. Geoff and Jack were still slightly suspicious, but he won over Michael and Gavin enough that they began to invite him over for bev nights.

At home, you spent your time playing video games or working on other hobbies. Ryan spent a lot of time on your laptop, researching certain human habits or laughing at terrible ghost-hunting websites. As unnerving as  Ryan could be, you started to consider him as a staple in your home and life...even if that did mean expanding your mind and beliefs.

“Are you alright? You haven’t moved in a while.” Ryan asks from where he’s lounging on the love-seat. He’d been fiddling around on your phone’s browser while you watched TV.  You’re curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, and staring blankly at the TV.

“Y/N?” He asks again when you don’t respond.

“What?” You shake yourself and blink, trying to bring yourself back to the present. “What’s up?”

“I’ve been talking to you for about five minutes now. Did you hear anything I said?” Ryan asks and you shake your head, wincing. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just...this is a lot to take in, ya know?” You shrug. You sit in and draw your knees to your chest. Neither of you were really paying attention to the tv anymore. “You being here...Demons are real, everything’s real. I’m struggling with….with wrapping my head around it, what it means.

“What it means,” Ryan says, leaning towards you over the arm of the love-seat, “is that you now have one of the coolest companions in the world, that you have someone looking after you when you need it.”

“Companion? Most people call that a friend.” You point out.  There’s silence for a moment as Ryan mulls this over and you wonder why it took you so long to fully think through the implications of having a demon roommate.

“I’m not sure I can have friends, per se, but I’m willing to consider you an acquaintance, at the least. Companion truly is the best term, in my opinion.” Ryan explains.

“Fine, I didn’t wanna be your friend anyway.” You pout playfully, squishing lower into your blanket pile.

“I thought as much. I knew I was far too scary for you.” Ryan says.

“You’re as scary as those fake spider decorations: you look scary on the outside but inside, not so much.” You tell him.

“I think I should be offended.” Ryan grumbled, flopping back into his seat and turning his attention back to your phone.

[an-implied-motherfucker]

A Knight's Oath Part 2: Retirement Plans

Notes: hello, it’s me, back again with the overdue second installment of A KNIGHT’S OATH! Warnings: feels. Lots of feels. I hope you enjoy!

“My Queen,” Geoff greets you as he enters your chambers. You set down the book you were reading and give him your full attention.

“Yes?” You ask as he sits down at the edge of your bed.

“I know we’ve spoken of this before, but I believe it is time that we talk more in depth about it,” he trails off, then sighs before continuing, “I’m approaching the retirement age, my lady.”

You frown, but nod in agreement, “yes.. you are.”

He chuckles, “why do you sound so sad?”

You give a small smile and start to mentally look back on all of the memories you’ve made with him within all the years he’s served you, “because, Geoff, you’ve been my knight for years. It’s like you’ve been with me for all of my life as a queen, so of course I’m sad about the thought of not having you here anymore.”

You see guilt pass over his face, and you lean forward, setting your hand on his shoulder, “but do not let guilt coerce you to stay in service of me. It is true that you are approaching the age of which you should retire. I want you to spend the rest of your life doing whatever you wish. Whether it is staying in my kingdom, or seeing the world, or anything in between. I want you to die of old age, and at peace with the life you have led. I want to give you another chance at living outside of war..”

“But I will still miss you. I will still be sad that you are gone,” he turns to look you in the eye as you speak, “if retirement is what you want in the near future, then I will not stop you. I will even encourage it. I know that being my personal guard is a stressful job.”

He smirks, “that, it is. But it’s a job that I love.”

His smirk fades as he turns to a serious subject, “before I can retire, though, I need to find someone to replace me.”

You laugh, “no one can replace you, Geoff.”

His smirk is back in full swing, “of course not. I’m one of a kind, my lady. But.. before I can even consider leaving your side, I need to be sure that someone else will be here to protect you.”

“I can protect myself, Geoffrey,” you laugh, “I’m not a little girl.”

He nods with a laugh, “I’m fully aware. I was the one that taught you how to fight, I know you can defend yourself. But that shouldn’t be the queen’s job. I need to be sure someone is here to keep you safe. Otherwise, I won’t be able to leave. I won’t leave you alone without someone here to fight for you, to protect you. Or even be a human shield.”

You laugh, and he goes on, “my lady, you have been more than a queen to me. You brought me in off the streets. If not for you, I would have died in a ditch from alcohol poisoning.”

You smile as you remember your first time officially meeting him.

—————————————- You were just starting out as a queen. You were a bright young lady, about 24 years old. You roam your kingdom of Brax, as you have a few times in the past. Guards walk a few yards behind you, as per your request. You don’t like being crowded, and the guards suffocate you when they walk so closely to you. You pass an alley and peek inside. It’s dark, but you can still recognize his face. You’ve seen him before. He was a homeless man, but always helped others with a gentle smile on his face. He helped others without asking for anything in return.

Seeing him sparked something in you and you turned to walk into the alley. Two guards rush to your side, gently pulling you back. One of them whispers, “my lady, this could be unsafe.”

You shake your head, “but it could also be safe.”

You gently shake their hands off and stride towards the homeless man. He kneels in your presence and he whispers, “your majesty, it is a pleasure to see you,” with surprise in his kind voice. You smile and gesture for him to rise, and he does so.

He meets your eyes, and you feel sympathy for him.

“I’ve seen you around my kingdom. You are kind. You live on the streets, yet you give anything you have to help others,” you observe.

He nods his head gently, “yes, my lady. My mother taught me to be kind to others before she passed. I won’t let her down.”

You frown, “I am sorry about your mother. Losing a parent is a feeling that no one should have to bear.”

He gives a gentle smile, “yes, my lady. Thank you for your sympathy.”

His brows furrow after a moment, before his eyes widen as if he’s just remembered something. He immediately bows his head, flustered, “I am so sorry, my lady, I haven’t given you my name.. Geoffrey Ramsey, my lady.”

You laugh, a light and airy sound, before you speak, “don’t fret, darling, it’s alright. It is an honor, Geoffrey.”

He gives a laugh in return, a breathless laugh, “the honor is mine, your grace. The queen’s presence is a pleasant one, and one to be appreciated.”

You smile wide, “such a kind hearted man you are. Your mother would be proud.”

He smiles, and says nothing. Your smile fades and you turn serious, “such a kind man should not be living on the streets and starving. Come with me.”

He bows his head again, “my lady, no one here will take me. No one in this kingdom will house a homeless man they don’t know.”

You smile again, “I know you enough, my dear. Geoff, you are coming home with me. To my palace.” —————————————-

“Where have you gone, my lady?” Geoff asks you with a laugh, pulling you out of your reminiscing.

You sigh with a smile, “just thinking back to when we met. You have been with me for so long,” your smile fades and a frown replaces it, “it is, indeed, about time you’ve stepped down.”

“After I find someone to replace me,” he says sternly, “someone I can trust with the most important person to me.”

You smile and nod, “alright, I am listening. How should we find this eligible replacement?”

He smirks, “we will take in apprentices. I will train them all myself, and someone will prove themselves. Someone will prove that they can handle the responsibilities, and that they have what it takes to handle this job.”

You smirk back, “someone who can handle me?”

He laughs and smirks wider, “that, too.”

[bellarkeselection]

idk if this is where requests are submitted or not… but i’ve been craving some Ryanxreader.. maybe where they’ve been dancing around their feelings for eachother, and they don’t realize it till one of them gets like seriously hurt or something idk.. angsty, fluffy, you know the vibes.

Horse Dance-around

Leaning my back against the wooden fence I couldn't help but nor watch Ryan riding his horse. "So you ever jump on him yet?" Beth's voice makes me slightly jump, glaring at my childhood best friend. Beth is the only person who knows I have a major crush on one of her family ranch hands. "Beth you're crazy I'm not just gonna walk over there and tell him." I explained throwing my arms out that makes her smirk entering the fence area with the horses heading over to him. I climbed the fence running after her knowing she'll actually do something about it. "Beth no, no, no!"

Ryan wasn't really lisening to what Colby was saying he was too busy watching you chase after Beth. He didn't really know why but there was something about when someone said your name or you'd enter a room that would make him only be able to focus on you. His horse suddenly gets spooked over you two shouting and it throws him off heading straight for Beth. "Y/n, look out!" He cried and I launched forward pushing my nest friend out of the way. The rouge horse ends up kicking me in the ribs and I fall down into the dirt. Colby rides forward on his horse grabbing the reins of the wild one trying to calm him down.

"Y/n, fuck I'm so sorry. This is my fault...I shouldn't injure the girl I care about.." I didn't know if it was the possible concussion or my splitting headache but I can't believe what he's saying to me. "Ryan - ah! What are you saying?" He slowly helps me to my feet an arm around my waist with my right arm thrown over his shoulder. Once we're hopped to the edge of the porch Beth comes out with a bandage and some ice, showing tears of apology. "I'm sorry Y/n. I'll have that horse thrown off the ranch if you want." Shaking my head no I squeeze her freehand in mine putting the ice on my injured knee. "Beth that's not necessary. It's still a good horse. A bruised knee is nothing."

Beth leaves the porch where I stared up at Ryan pating the spot beside me for him to sit down and that's what he does. "So now that my head isn't spinning so much what did you say?" I asked seeing him playing with his cowboy hat in his hands not looking at me. "I um...I think I have feelings for you." Hearing him say those words I feel my cheeks turning red and it only grows when I realize he's staring at me. "Call me crazy but I - just might like you to cowboy." Ryan turned my chin so I'm looking into his eyes seeing a bright smile. "Please don't be fucking kidding me." Leaning up I pressed my lips to his and he kisses back cupping my face in his deepening it until we need air. "I'd never lie to you, Ryan." He pulls me back in for another feeling Berh and Colby both grinning at us.

Comments really appreciated 😊

[ladyfogg]

I've been re-reading some of your Ryanxreader fics and it's crazy to see how your writing has changed and got better! I binged read Grey Area again (which at this very moment of typing JUST NOW GOT THE TITLE OF THE DAMN FIC) and see how you evolved. One of my favorite lines is where mogar says "you had angry sex. Angry sex is the best." And where you insisted everytime it was questioned, Mantis would reiterate that she has values/standards that she won't bend to make other ppl comfortable.

Grey Area was when I started to try to write different types of characters from what I was use to and I will always love it for that.

[fuckyeahrtfanfic]

I was looking through this blog when I saw a post from awhile ago asking for a ryan/reader fic that's called "Please Use Both Hands" and it wasn't found. I knew I had it in my likes. It's from a user on Tumblr called ragesterteeth and is the first fic under "fan fiction". (Also I'm not sure if this is the right place to put this or if i did it right I just wanted to help)

Fairly ironically, I can’t find the post you’re talking about (although I fully admit to skimming through the blog archive for about 5 minutes) but thank you so so much for sending this through to us!! You absolutely did right and your help is very very much appreciated!!! xxx

For anybody who would like to read a smutty, Shakespeare-esque RyanxReader fic then boy our dear Anon has found the one for you!

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Please Use Both Hands by ragersterteeth

Summary: University AU: After struggling in rehearsal for Hamlet, you and Ryan stay after everyone else leaves to work on your scene. Once the aggression finally picks up, things between the two of you heat up. Ryan/Reader [F] [R]

WC: 3,900

[Tags: AU (School, Media), Smut]

- Wonderful Anon (featuring the formatting and posting powers of Ave)

[the-golden-gus-blog]

could i please get something ryanxreader where they both are on on the spot and theres just a lot of flirting please?

Pairing: Ryan x Reader

Word Count: 324

Author’s Note: Is Ryan being a smug meanie considered “flirting” these days? Boy, have I got the fic for you!

You didn’t expect your career to lead you in this direction. You thought your life would be made up of sitting behind computer monitors as the anonymous aid to a few productions, but now you had to take a look at yourself. Trying to eat cookies off of your face without using your hands as a timer ticked down.

“(Y/N) is… way too good at this,” Jon said. It was true. You had eaten about three cookies so far, and you weren’t even started; that is, until someone tossed a piece of cookie at your face.

“Ryan!” you huffed. Your head was tilted back, but you still knew who the culprit was.

“How do you know it’s me?” he quipped, throwing another chocolate chip at your face. “What about that smug bastard Jon Risinger?”

It was becoming increasingly hard to catch the cookies in your mouth now when all you could do was laugh. You managed one more, then Ryan tried to threw his shoe at you. At that point the competition was over, and you were a giggling mess in your chair. Once you could pull yourself together, you pointed an accusing finger at Ryan.

“I call bullshit!” you declared, wiping crumbs from your face. “This shoeless man is a saboteur!” 

“Maybe you just instinctively sabotaged yourself!”

“Points!” Jon interjected before the argument could get out of hand. You and Mariel were behind by a single point, and you let out your respective groans.

“Okay, okay,” Ryan said, picking up his last cookie from the ammo pile. “I think if (Y/N) just eats this last cookie, then her and Mariel should get the lead.” He walked up to you, cookie in hand. “Deal?”

 “Deal.”

And just like that, Ryan ate the cookie, smirking down at you. Behind your spiteful glare back at him, you had to think, How was it possible to be in love with such an asshole?

[lieutenant-sin]

Do you or do you know any acc that does ryanxreader. I can only find Ryatt

Oh lord I haven’t done anything on this account in FOREVER D: I don’t know who is kicking about the fandom now, so you honestly probably know more than me!! Sorry I can’t help you out more ;c

[aplaceforrtprompts]

Can I pretty please have a RyanxReader fluffy story? Basically, AH is finally doing the Dark God Ryan minecraft video, something goes wrong for Ryan, the others laugh at him and reader tries to make Ryan feel better.

Word Count: 552

You watched as Ryan stormed through the kitchen, going who knows where. You could hear Michael’s cackle from down the hall and the giggles of the rest of Achievement Hunter. You sighed and stood to follow Ryan knowing something must have really bothered him because it was a rare occasion he was actually angry.

It wasn’t hard to catch up. You waited though until the both of you were outside and away from nosy coworkers before you stopped him.

“Ryan!” you jogged the few steps to catch up, placing your hand on his shoulder.

“What?” he growled as he turned around. He froze upon seeing you, “Oh, Y/N. I’m so sorry.” He took a deep breath, “Sorry I’m a little flustered.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you rubbed his shoulder and you saw him actually melt under your touch. “Want to talk about it?”

His eyes glanced behind you to the door for Stage 5.

Your hand dropped down to his and you took it as you turned towards your car. “Alright come on,” you said not really giving Ryan a choice.

“Where are we going?” he asked as you dragged him towards your car.

“You’ll see,” you hummed and let go as you went to unlock your doors.

“A doughnut shop?” Ryan raised an eyebrow as you parked.

“You like doughnuts don’t you?” you raised an eyebrow back.

Ryan glanced up at the pastel-colored shop, “Yeah but-”

“Then shut up and come on,” you cut him off before climbing out of the car.

Ryan followed you inside and ordered. You paid. Your treat after arguing with Ryan about it. The two of you found a nice window seat open where you could people watch.

“Now, want to talk about what happened? I mean you don’t have to talk about it but I’m all ears if you need a shoulder to lean on,” you flashed him a smile before picking at your doughnut.

“You know looking back it’s stupid. Just little Minecraft things,” Ryan waved it off.

You leaned forward in your seat, “It’s not that stupid if it upset you. Sure the initial blow up may have been dumb but something clearly set you off.”

Ryan sighed and leaned back, running his hand through his hair. For a minute you thought he was done talking until he sat back up, “It’s just while everything is in good fun deep down I had been stressing over my equipment working since it kept failing through the recording. Then my controller disconnected just at the right moment for Jack to get the jump on me and everyone thought I was kidding and when they found out I was really mad they just laughed harder.”

You reached out and took his hand once again, this time your thumb rubbing circles into the back of his hand. He seemed to calm down once again.

“You had every right to be mad. They’re still your friends and tomorrow someone else will be pissed at the rest of you. Today is your day though and you have every right. Anything else you want to talk about?” you questioned.

Ryan smiled and squeezed your hand, “Yeah. One more thing. I really enjoy spending time with you.”

You smiled and blushed softly, “I really enjoy spending time with you too.”

[methwatson]

Do you know any accs or do you have any Ryanxreader stories? I can only find Ryatt stuff

No, sorry, I'm not really into that stuff..But if anyone knows, could you please reply to this and help this person out? (∩＿∩)

[snapmydisk]

Can you do one where the reader is an expert knife thrower/juggler and AH is filming a AHWU where she gets to show off her skills and Ryan is heart eyes the entire time

The team had been sent a professional target board from a fan andyou knew it was the perfect opportunity to show off your secret talents “Step asideboys,” you said, giving Ryan a hip bump to move him out the way as you testedthe throwing knife for its weight and balance.

You could hear the others start to moan about how long you weretaking, so you threw the knife directly at the bullseye “Lucky shot!” Michaelteased. You snatched another knife and hit the small space of the bullseye thatwas still free.

“Close your mouth Ryan…you’re starting to drool,” Jeremy laughed. Cheersand gasps filled the room as you took your last shot. It landed perfectly. Outof the corner of your eye, you could see Jeremy have to close Ryan’s mouth. Youcouldn’t help but throw him a wink.

[ladymogar-archive]

hi! can i please have a ryan and fem!reader high school au where the reader is the school nerd and ryan is the school popular jock and yeah i basically want a really cliche au where they fall in love even if ryan's jock friends think the reader is "weird" tHANK UOU

“She plays Dungeons and Dragons!” Geoff ranted, throwing his skinny little arms around emphatically. “She’s a fucking nerd!”

“Geoff, you play D&D.” Ryan points out, finishing up tying his shoes and standing. He, Geoff, and Jack make their way out of the locker room.

“Yeah but I’m a dude and your best friend since insemination.” Geoff replied.

“Anyone can play D&D.” Jack tells him.

“Only nerds and weirdos play dungeons and dragons.” Michael adds as the group approaches. 

“Hey!” Geoff huffs. 

“Hey, how are ya?” Michael responds, smirking and earning a middle finger from Geoff.

“Why are we talking about dragons?” Gavin asked.

“Ryan’s crush is a neeeeerd.” Jack says in a sing-song voice, elbowing Ryan in the shoulder.

“I’m a nerd guys, you know this.” Ryan groans, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his letterman jacket.

“But the whole school doesn’t. You’ll be dropped quick if you date a weird chick.” Geoff continues to rant.

“Better than dating you.” You speak up, rolling your eyes. You walk the rest of the way over to the group, passing Gavin and Michael who exchange a look of raised brows.

“Here,” You continue, holding out a D&D manual to Ryan. “Is this the right edition?”

“It’s perfect.” Ryan said, grinning goofy at you while blushing. You can’t help but giggle, blushing a bit yourself.

“Cool. The group meets this Sunday afternoon if you really wanna think about joining.” You glanced around at his group. “Your friends are welcome...except for the skinny jerk one. I’ll see you around!”

Ryan waves after you as you walk away, book held against his chest, while Geoff grumbles and fusses about not being invited.

[an-implied-motherfucker]

So I'm writing a thing

A Ryan x Reader thing. The reader is a queen. Geoff, her personal guard, is retiring in the distant future, so they're taking volunteers and training them to find a guard to take Geoff's place when he makes his departure. One of the volunteers catches the queen's attention. His name is Ryan Haywood. And there is so much more to him than he lets on. I have never been more into something I've written, I swear to god. That description doesn't even scratch the surface, though, like holy frick. I've written little snippets, but none of them could work as an introduction or a first chapter, so i gotta learn how to write a decent introduction lmao I'll start posting as soon as i can, though!