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pussbuss · 26 days

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(18+) RYAN ROSS X READER

pre split! ryan ross x AFAB! reader - warnings: ryans a munch, drug use/smoking, smut (wrap it before you tap it, folks). lowercase intended, not proofread, A/N at end, enjoy!! <3

while at a house party for “a fever you can’t sweat out” reaching top charts, you and ryan sneak away to smoke.

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ryan held you by the waist as you navigated the crowded house together. his hand on the small of your back, leading you through bunches of drunks, trying desperately to find a quiet place to hang.

you guys decided on the pool house. it reeked of chemicals as you sat down on a counter with pool salts on it. “are you ready?” you asked, pulling the goods out of your bag. he nodded eagerly in response, watching in awe as you placed a little bag, a grinder, filters, and some rolling papers beside you.

you pulled the lighter out from the inside of your bra and placed it next to everything else. ryan watched in utter excitement as you prepared your guys’ joint. you ground up the bud and then rolled it up in the paper, licking it shut.

ryan watched as you placed the joint between your lips. he flicked the lighter on and lit it. you took a long drag, holding it in for a few seconds before exhaling the smoke.

you handed ryan the joint. he took an extremely overzealous inhale and immediately began to cough, spitting smoke everywhere.. “wow!” you laughed. “that’s too big for your first time!!” he handed you the joint and stuttered out a few broken words. “f-fuck..” he laughed in between coughs.

he was huddled over next to you, coughing out smoke as he gripped the ledge. you rub his back, whispering quiet praises in his ear. “it’s okay,” you hit the joint again, slowly exhaling the smoke.

when we finally regained his composure, he asked for the joint, taking a smaller hit and exhaling quickly after. still, a small cough left his mouth. “smaller..” you laughed, running a hand through his hair.

he looked as if he wanted more, like he wanted your friendship to explore “new heights”.

he positioned himself between your legs, looking up at you, placing his hands on your waist. you place the joint between your lips and inhale again, bringing your lips to ryan’s and exhaling the smoke into his mouth. his eyes widened and his grip on your waist tightened and he let go, exhaling the smoke. “woah..” he let out a breathy laugh and moved hair out of your face. he stands on his tip toes, giving you a gentle kiss.

first, his kiss was shy and patient, but it quickly turned desperate and sloppy. you straddled him, gently pulling his hair with one hand while the other one made its way down his chest, pulling up his shirt. a small gasp left his mouth when you ran your hands over his v-line, slowly making your way down to his zipper. his eyes widened and he let out a soft whimper.

“can i?” you whispered in his ear, kissing the side of his neck. he nodded frantically. “yes-“ he cleared his throat. “yes please..” his body shook nervously as he brought his cold hands inside your shirt, bringing his fingers up and around the bottom hem to remove it. “is this okay?” he asked. you nodded, flashing a genuine smile. you helped him take it off, revealing your cheetah print bra. he quickly joined you; removing his jacket, black tee, his plaid red and black boxers peaking out of his jeans.

his lips quickly returned to yours as he multitasked, unhooking your bra in the back and gently removing it from your body. he dropped it, staring in shock at his best friends boobs; he could’ve sworn his dick got so hard it fell off. “oh my god..” he whispered, quickly bringing his mouth to your collarbone, kissing down your cleavage.

he brought his mouth back up to yours, right hand fondling your breast as the left held your jaw. “so cute..” you whispered, cupping his hard cock with your hand. he shivered as you did so, whimpering quietly as he kissed you eagerly.

his hands unbuttoned your shorts and hooked on the inside of the hem, bringing them down over your knees and placing them next to you.

he squatted down in front of you as you spread your legs for him. he placed chaste kisses along your thighs until he reached your pussy. he looked up at you for approval and you nodded, smiling expectantly at him.

he ran a finger up your clothed folds, sending shivers down your spine. he rubbed a few circles on your clit before he buried his face into your clothed pussy. he placed wet kisses on your clit and rubbed a finger along your slit. “ryan..” you groaned, holding his face close by a chunk of his hair. he stopped for a moment, linking his fingers under the hem of your underwear and pulling them off. then, he dove right back in.

“so, so handsome buried between my thighs.. wanna see you do this all the time..” you whispered. he hummed into you, sending vibrations to your clit. you held his hair back as he went to town on you, circling your clit with his tongue.

then, he slowly gathered pre-cum on his middle finger and slid it into you, curling it up. a harsh groan left your mouth as he pushed in and out, curling his finger up, then slowly adding another finger.

he quickly changed pace, going from teasingly slow to the perfect speed, fingers working magic on you as he ate you.

he stared you in the eye as he ate you out, you could see his shit eating grin as he worked on you. “s’close..” you groaned, grabbing the back of his head and pulling some of his hair. you grinded your hips into his face, making you come closer to your release.

finally, you finished, you let out a loud moan, cumming all over ryan’s tongue. he looked up at you as he sucked his fingers clean, placing kisses along your thigh.

as you slowly gathered your composure, you sat up, pulling ryan up with you and kissing him. “that was so hot, baby..” he moaned into you, tongue roaming around your mouth as he fondled your breasts.

you hopped off the ledge, clothes dropped to the floor as you swapped spots with ryan. you helped him up, pants down to his ankles as he adjusted himself. he hooked his fingers under his boxers and pulled them down. his cock slapped his stomach and he let out a quiet whimper. his cock was swollen and red, dripping pre-cum from his tip as he looked down at you. “you’re beautiful..” he mumbled, curling your hair behind your ears. he kissed your forehead before you squatted in front of him, rubbing a gentle finger along his tip, then spitting on it.

your hands slid down the sides of his cock, gently pumping him up and down with a slow but steady pace. his breath hitched in his throat as you continued to do so, placing gentle kisses on his thighs before licking up his cock. you bobbed your head down, slowly taking his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it.

his hands go to the back of your head, grabbing some hair from the nape of your neck and holding your head, lightly guiding you up and down his cock. “so pretty like this..” he moaned, locking eyes with you and placing a kiss on the top of your head.

your hand jerked the base of his cock while your mouth tried to fit all it could, slobbering all over him as you sucked him off. he was a moaning mess, whispering sweet praises in your ear. “mmm, you’re doing such a good job.” he let out a breathy laugh and cupped your cheek.

you quickened your pace and his noises only became louder. “so close..” he closed his eyes and bucked his hips gently into you.

he let out a strained groan as you felt his hot load shoot into the back of your throat. releasing ryan’s cock with a pop, you swallow his cum, wipe your mouth clean and try to catch your breath.

he pulled you up onto his lap and kissed you hard. “so hot..” he whispered, repositioning you so you were closer to him.

he jerked his cock a few times before positioning himself over your folds. he ran his tip through them a few times before slowly entering you. his eyes widened and his mouth fell open as you squeezed his cock with your warm hole. “oh god..” he whispered in your ear, hugging you close. he buried his head in your cleavage and began to move his hips up and down. you join him, quickly finding the pace in which you’d go in that moment.

you watch from the window behind as party goers enter in and out of the house. the windows of the pool house were fogged up with hot breath as he pumped in and out of you. the sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the small room. “you-“ he babbled, “-so hot- god, i love you..” he laughed, running his hands through your hair.

you place small hickeys along his collar bone, hoping maybe someone will see them when you go back into the party. his hand reaches down to rub circles on your clit, bringing you closer to your release..

“fuckkkk,” you giggle, “next time.. we uh.. do this-“ you said in between thrusts, “i want.. to not be in.. some ransom persons… pool house..” he laughed in response. “please,” he groans, pace quickening as he grabs your ass. “fuck!” you groan, cumming on his cock. it happened so much faster than you had anticipated. he continued to thrust for a minute but then pulled out and began jerking it.

“can i,, cum on your,, face?” he groaned. you moaned and nodded, hopping down and squatting in front of him as he continued to jerk in front of you.

he shot his load all over your face, groaning loudly, and placing a kiss on your lips before catching his breath. “wow,,” he laughed. “that was… amazing..” “y-yeah..” you giggled, placing a kiss on his cheek.. “sorry i… did it all over your face, here, let me help. he picked up his shirt and helped you wipe his cum off of your face. “i don’t… need this…” he laughed. he pulled his pants up and zipped them. he helped you get your clothes back on.

he put his jacket on and zipped it up all the way to hide the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. he threw the shirt into the corner of the pool house and continued helping you put your clothes back on. he buttoned up the back of your bra and helped you with your shorts. “thanks, ry..” you smiled, kissing his cheek. “we gotta do this more often,,” you winked, opening the pool house door for him.

you two walked back into the crowded house together, hand in hand.

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A/N, thanks for reading! i’m sorry if it sucks, i kinda rushed the ending :0 DM for requests, it would be greatly appreciated if someone helped me with prompts so i can get more writing out! thanks! <3

#Spotify #ryan ross x reader #ryan ross #panic! at the disco #panic at the disco #patd #p!atd #ryan patd #pre split patd #ryro #brendon urie #brendon urie x reader #emo #2000s emo #early 2000s #2000s #emocore

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vampynights · 9 months

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

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

✰RYAN ROSS — physical affection with ryan headcanons

✰warnings: none tbh!! just pure fluff

(i love this gif sm.)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

–he’s got a fucking GRIP

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

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

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

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

–BUT NOT IN THE WEIRD WAY I MUST EMPHASIZE

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

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

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

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

–he’s so clingy when he’s drunk

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

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

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

–”did you just sniff me?”

–”no?”

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

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

#ryan ross #ryan ross headcanons #ryan ross x reader #panic! at the disco #pre split panic #pretty odd #the bad list #ryan ross x you

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bunn-iiii · 4 months

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

#ryan ross #ryan ross x reader #undescribed

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mychemicalbarrett · 2 months

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mychemicalbarrett's masterlist

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Gerard Way:

Mikey Way:

Nothing yet!

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Frank Iero:

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Ray Toro:

Nothing yet!

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Pete Wentz:

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Patrick Stump:

Nothing yet!

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Joe Trohman:

Nothing yet!

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Andy Hurley:

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Gabe Saporta:

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William Beckett:

Nothing yet!

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Ryan Ross:

Nothing yet!

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Dallon Weekes:

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#gerard way x reader #andy hurley x reader #frank iero x reader #gerard way #joe trohman x reader #mikey way x reader #my chemical romance #fall out boy x reader #fall out boy #dallon weekes x reader #ray toro x reader #pete wentz x reader #patrick stump x reader #ryan ross x reader #Gabe Saporta x reader #william beckett x reader

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lunarwritesthings · 6 months

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Finding Myself Again

Paring: Ryan Ross x Gn!Reader

Fandom: Idek honestly

Request: Yes, by anon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#ryan ross x reader #ryan ross #Ryan ross Fluff #fluff #angst #angst and fluff #gn reader #Ryan Ross x gn!reader

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rdiowx · 3 months

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Sugar Daddy Ryan. That’s all!

Ouh i love

Him buying you literally anything you want doesnt matter how much it is and you repay him by showing him all the cute outfits you got and letting him take them off of you :3

#ryan ross x reader

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disenchantingwrites · 1 year

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If you'd be up for it, could you write a Ryan Ross x reader thats friend's to lovers?? Maybe something where reader is involved in the music business but not famous and they become introduced that way and quickly form a friendship? They/them or she/her if possible. It's rough being a Ryan Ross girlie in 2022 and I'm so excited that people still write for him 😭

Story for a Love Song • R.R

Being a small-time record producer, you're eager to accept any opportunities that present themselves. You just didn't expect that working with Ryan would lead to so many feelings.

Ryan Ross x Female Reader

A/N: okay first off, thank you for the request, i started writing as soon as i read it (also I'm not sure if you wanted the reader to be a singer, so i can do another one if you want). And the struggle is real for Ryan Ross fans in 2022, we're like a dying breed :(

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(1372 Words)

For years, producing had only been something on the side. You’d spend time with small bands and artists, even friends’ bands, and assemble their songs and albums for a few hours in the studio you’d book. Then the rest of your time was spent going to your primary job, the moneymaker for your borderline bankrupt lifestyle.

“You’re going to burn yourself out,” your parents would say each time you would call. “Maybe you should take a break and catch up on some sleep.”

But those sleepless nights eventually paid off. You’d made enough to focus solely on your producing career. And, although small within the industry, you loved every second you had doing your job. Any project you had, you poured your heart into any project you had, undoubtedly passionate about achieving the perfect sound.

Your passion was what drew Ryan to offer his work to you in the first place. He wanted a fresh sound for the new album he was working on, and hearing what you’d done for others had only solidified you as his top choice. And in sending off the simple email asking for your talents, he’d unknowingly changed your life.

For the days you spent working together, you and Ryan developed a close bond. He was different to the others you’d worked with, both as a person and musically. His lyrics were profound, and his music moved you, touching your heart, causing it to thump until you could hear it drumming in your ears. As your time together bled into months of collaboration, you realised it wasn’t just his music that made your stomach twist into knots.

“If you keep looking at me like that, it might inflate my ego too much,” Ryan joked when he’d caught your astonished stare for the dozenth time.

You’d tried desperately to keep your feelings for Ryan under control, but the closeness between the two of you made it hard. The constant proximity he had with you whenever you were together didn’t help. He was almost always touching you in some way, whether it was pressing his shoulder against yours or instigating a game of footsies while you listened to the songs.

You had no idea how you’d be after the two of you were finished collaborating. You already knew the two of you would keep talking; the close bond between you had grown so tight in such a short period of time. Truthfully, your only worry was whether you would ever find the courage to admit your feelings to him.

“If you keep working like this, this album will be finished earlier than it needs to be.” Your head turned away from your station at his comment. It was one of the rare days you looked forward to when you and Ryan were both in the studio. He only further surprised you when you felt his hand settle on your shoulder as his body leaned over yours. “I can tell you’ve been working late on this ‘cause of those circles under your eyes.”

His free hand poked your cheek, and you managed to glance at his face to see him grinning humorously at you before he pulled away. Aware of the fact your heart was beating a million miles an hour just from his simple actions, you leaned back in your chair, head turned around.

“C’mon, there’s a little cafe not far from here I saw last time, and I want to try their raspberry muffin,” Ryan urged, and you could practically hear the eager smile in his words.

You sighed, somewhat dramatically, as you turned your chair to him. “Alright, you’ve convinced me.”

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You and Ryan sat opposite each other in the small cafe you wish you could say he dragged you to. True to his word, he’d bought the raspberry muffin and a hot chocolate, only a mild wonder to you. You thought it was cute, much to Ryan’s chagrin.

“They even gave you little marshmallows, look,” you grinned, pointing to the two sugary treats on the side of his plate.

You could see the slight colour that rose in his cheeks as he used his spoon to hide the marshmallows from your view. You could only laugh further at his contrite reaction, tipping your head back ever so slightly, your eyes scrunched.

Your laughter only stopped when you felt something hit your nose. Startled, you silenced and opened your eyes to see Ryan stifling his laughter as he watched you. You looked down, finding one of his marshmallows sitting on top of your food. Diverting your attention back to Ryan, you noticed he’d shifted so his head was resting in his palm, and there was a wide smile on his face as he watched you.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You murmured, having to avert your gaze as the heat rose in your own cheeks.

“You’ve got marshmallow dust on your nose,” he replied simply. He picked up a napkin and, just as you were about to reach out and take it from him, leaned over and wiped the residue from your face. “There." His voice sounded far away, quieter, and he halted any further actions as he peered at your face.

“I think it’s my turn to ask why you’re looking at me like that.”

“What?” You managed to strangle out, surprised by Ryan’s inquiry.

The singer sat back in his chair, placing the napkin down, a cheeky smile on his lips. “Friends don’t look at each other like that.”

You almost choked on the sharp breath of air you took. Incoherent noises escaped your mouth as you struggled to think of something to say in response. “I—what?”

Ryan let out another short laugh. “I guess it’s lucky I think of you as more than a friend.”

You blinked, dazed by the seeming confession. “More? Are you…?”

“I thought the x’s I attached to my good night and good morning texts were enough of a giveaway,” Ryan seemed to be more bemused than anything by your confusion about his declaration. He picked up his phone, tapped away for several moments, and then showed the screen to you.

“What’s this?” You frowned, accepting the phone from him.

“I realised while we were working together that I liked you, but I,” he let out a soft sigh and ran a hand through his hair, “I didn't know how to tell you, so… I wrote it down.”

You glanced from Ryan to the phone in your grasp, only to realise the note he had pulled up for you contained several paragraphs beginning with, primarily, the same line.

I think I like her because of how she smiles.

I think I like her because of how my name sounds coming from her.

I think I like her because of how she looks at me.

Which slowly evolved into different phrases the more you read.

I think I love her and her laugh.

I think I love her because of how much her messages make me smile.

I think I love her.

You swallowed, pulling the phone back. But before you could focus back on Ryan, a text came through, one with your name followed by a heart, as the sender.

hi.

i love you. x

You managed to gather the courage to look up, finding Ryan with your phone in his grasp, a smile on his face.

“Really?”

“Really.”

Your mouth curled in a broad grin, and, had you not been seated in a cafe with barely touched, you would have launched across and kissed him then and there. Instead, you tapped on the message with your name and typed a text on Ryan’s phone to send to yours.

hi.

did you want to go out on a date with me?

Ryan read the message as soon as it pinged on your phone, then let out a pleased hum.

“Only if we do it tonight,” he replied. You nodded, finally setting the phone back over on Ryan’s side. “Then I’d love to.”

“Brilliant,” you sighed, feeling as though a weight had been relieved from your chest.

The two of you were about to, finally, begin eating again, but you paused.

“Ryan?”

“Hm? Yeah?”

“I love you, too.”

#ryan ross #ryan ross x reader #the young veins #panic at the ryan #panic at the disco #disenchanting writing #disenchanting requests #ryan ross imagine #ryan ross one shot #x reader #female reader #tooth rotting fluff

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ciaraloveswriting · 5 months

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- requests & guidelines

people i'll write for

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- ryan ross

- noodle (gorillaz)

- 2d (gorillaz)

- damon albarn

- graham coxon

- alex james

- gerard way

- spiderman (any variation, i do love tasm! tho so

and probably more; so feel free to request anyone else. these are just the people who come to mind immediately.

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feel free to request one shots or full ass story ideas

i will do smut at request, but i wont do it if the person its about is against it. (if i know, so be the bigger person 😭)

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dumblilb · 1 year

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You guys should send in Ryan ross oneshot requests cause I’m in the mood to write for my bby girl.

No smut pls xxx

#ryan ross #panic at the disco #ryan ross x reader #A fever you can’t sweat out #pretty odd #ryan ross oneshots #ryan ross oneshot

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prettyseaveins · 1 year

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Lover Boy, Lover Girl - R.R.

Ryan Ross x female!reader one shot

SFW / No warnings

word count: 748

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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bookdaddysworld · 6 months

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Reader x Ryan Ross(protective)

*writing for a friend enjoy*

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

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

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

"Hey babe" He said.

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

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

"What do you wanna eat?" he asked.

"I trust your opinion."

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

You laughed "Yes I'm sure".

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

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

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

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

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

"oh okay" you laughed.

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

"Who are you looking for" he questioned.

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

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

"Oh?"

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

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

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

"Anything set or.."

"um kinda"

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

"I have a boyfriend you know"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What a piece of work.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The same could not be said for Tom

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

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

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

"Are you okay" he asked.

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

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

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

He chuckled and rolled his eyes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"We should probably go."

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

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

He smiled and looked me up and down

"Can't wait."

The End

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

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xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx · 1 year

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Relaxing - Ryan Ross x Reader

Prompt: R: Relaxing (How do they relax with their s/o? The best ways? The cutest?) (from this list) Reader: can be read as any gender (no pronouns used) Word Count: 1 309

By the time Ryan returned from the shops, he found your car was parked in the driveway. Judging by the amount of fine rain droplets that had already collected on the windows, he supposed you had been home for a while. Smiling to himself, he unlocked the front door, letting himself in. While kicking off his shoes, he called for you, but received no response. Carrying the groceries into the kitchen, he called for you again, before he shrugged it off. Maybe you were in the shower.

Ryan did have to admit that he was at least a little proud of having gone shopping. It was something you usually did together, but your week had been stressful, and he had wanted to take some work off of your hands. He had made sure to buy your favourite dessert and some nice bathing salt for a warm bath. The fluff socks he had been unable to resist getting for you would simply be snuck into your dresser after he had washed them, to surprise you.

Lately he thought a lot about how he could help you stay warm. You constantly complained about how cold your workplace was, and while in the beginning Ryan had foolishly assumed you were exaggerating, he had been forced to agree, after having visited you once. It really was freezing there, and he had no idea how you managed to stand the cold for hours upon hours. But now even the weather had turned surprisingly cold. This was LA, and yet there was not the faintest sliver of blue sky, only dark, grey clouds, freezing wind, and an unending drizzle of rain.

After having put the groceries away, Ryan went back into the hallway to take his jacket off. This was when he noticed your wellies and rain jacket were missing. He didn't need to see more than that to know that you had not gone to take a shower but were instead outside, taking a walk along the beach.

It was one of your favourite things to do after a stressful day. Sometimes you were gone for hours, walking miles along the waterline. And sometimes you just sat on the porch, looking out over the sand and watching the waves in the distance.

Ryan was never certain whether you wanted to spend the time on the beach alone. Sometimes you asked him if he wanted to join, and he never said no to that offer, but other times you just announced you would go to the beach and disappear. He was never certain if he was allowed to ask to accompany you. Once you had told him you loved spending time with him, that even when you needed "alone-time" you were always okay with having him around because he respected your needs, and was excellent company, even without the exchange of words or touches.

Still it felt like an intrusion on your space. But today Ryan missed you. The whole day had been cold and grey and rainy, and he just wanted to kiss your forehead and hold your hand for a few minutes. So he slipped into a different jacket, one that would withstand the wind and rain, and put on his wellies.

Stepping through the backdoor into the garden that opened onto the beach, he wondered if he would even find you. If you had decided to got on a hike along the waterline, he would have no way of knowing which way you went. But luckily the beach was entirely empty except for a small figure right by the edge of the water, dressed in your signature rain coat.

The wet sand made walking difficult, and cold, wet wind blew into Ryan's face, but he steadily fought his way towards you. Even though the wind was carrying the sound away from you, and he hadn't yet called for you, you seemed to have sensed his approach, because you turned around to him and reached out your hand.

Ryan and you had been dating for a fair while, and gestures like this were not uncommon and jet the sight of your right now made his heart clench. The hood of your jacket was pulled over your head, wind had ruffled your hair even underneath the hood, and the late afternoon light cast a mysterious glow over you as you reached for him, your eyes tired and yet carrying a light Ryan had only ever seen when you looked at him. He swallowed thickly, once more, just like many times before that, realising that you loved him just as much as he loved you.

Taking the last steps forward, he took your hand, linking your fingers together and steping to your side. For a moment you looked at one another, waves licking around your boots, wind tucking on your clothes, and just relishing the time you got to spend together before you looked out over the sea again.

Your head dropped to Ryan's shoulder, and he quickly pressed a kiss to your hair. You relaxed against him, making him smile and nuzzle his nose against your head.

"How was your day," he asked carefully, his words muffled against your hair.

"If it were up to my boss, I'd work 20 hours per day, 8 days a week," you answered quietly.

Ryan groaned quietly, hoping to show his sympathy.

"So bad?"

"Worse," you answered. " Remember that project I'm supposed to work on? They decided to elect me as project leader and now none of them do their job. Today I've done my workload and that of three colleges."

"You really shouldn't do that," Ryan shook his head. "They're just using you."

"I know. The problem is that if this doesn't get finished in time, I'm the one whose head will roll."

"When's the deadline?"

"Friday."

"Right before Christmas?"

You nodded.

"That's shitty."

"I know. So be prepared to have a super stressed out partner for the next week."

"If there's any way I can help…?"

You cuddled closer against Ryan, and he placed his free hand on your waist, pulling you into a half hug.

"There really isn't. But I took the left over leave days, and the office is closed for the first days of the new year anyway, so I'll have two weeks off after this whole ordeal. Oh-"

Remembering something, you giggled, a sound Ryan had not heard often enough recently.

"My one coworker found out I'd be off for two weeks, and deadass asked 'But you can't go on holiday? The whole office will collapse! What will we do without you?'"

Ryan grinned. At least these ungrateful co-workers of yours were aware that you were carrying the whole office on your back.

"What did you answer?"

"I told him to figure it out."

Ryan laughed at that and pulled away.

"Well done."

Leaning over to you, he pecked your lips. They were wet with fine rain drops and salty from the sea water that blew into your faces.

"Do you wanna go back inside? I'm starting to get cold…"

Ryan nodded, hesitantly pulling away from you.

"I bought more of that plant milk you like so much. We can make hot chocolate?"

"Uuuhhh, I'd love that," you grinned, taking a better hold on his hand.

Ryan guided you back towards the house, the cold wind still tucking at his clothes, but with you by his side, your hands intertwined, he only minded it half as much. He'd still have to tell you about the bath salt he had bought for you. Maybe you would like to use it after dinner. And maybe you'd even let him join.

Smiling to himself, Ryan lifted your hand up to his lips, pressing a warm kiss to the back of it, before he pulled you through the backdoor into the warmth of your shared home.

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vampynights · 9 months

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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