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the-rarest-sexiest-coinkydink · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022 with Az 😉

Hello friends! And welcome to my personal Kinktober 2022 list - I hope you enjoy your stay...

Here’s how this is going to work

my requests for this particular list are now closed

day prompts will be assigned a person on a first come first serve basis - so if you snooze, you lose!

any prompts that aren’t filled by the 28th of September will be assigned a person by me, either with a specific person I had in mind or by a lucky dip process

prompts will be posted in their numbered order. So if you request number 29, it will be up on the 29th of October. No sooner.

if you want to make any additional requests related to a certain prompt, then please do! As long as the detail you want isn’t under my list of things I won’t write, I’m happy to add things in :)

People I will write for:

- MCR: Gerard Way/ Mikey Way/ Frank Iero/ Ray Toro

- IDKHow: Dallon Weekes/ Ryan Seaman

- Twenty one pilots: Tyler Joseph/ Josh Dun

NOTE: my prompt list is now FULL - but you are more than welcome to keep requesting horny things for me to write. I can’t promise when they’ll get posted as I’ll obviously be prioritising the October challenges for now, but I will get around to them.

The basics:

- most importantly: no matter how much you like my work, DO NOT put it into spaces where the real life subjects of these stories may see them (i.e. tagging people on twitter, copying links into a discord server etc). It’s one thing to write fanfiction based on how we imagine real life people to be, but shoving it in those actual people’s faces is crossing a MAJOR line. Boundaries are important, people. It’s okay to have sexual thoughts about people. It’s not okay to make those people aware of them - especially if they don’t know you personally.

- all ‘reader’ characters will be written as being OVER 18. If you are under 18, please do not interact directly with my work. If you decide to read it, that’s on you. But no comments please - you will be blocked.

- I will not write: incest, explicit non-con, daddy/mommy kinks, kinks related to the use of real weapons. That’s about it.

My ‘default’ reader character:

- gender neutral

- more on the submissive side

Please add as much detail as you want to requests, I’ll do my best to keep up with it all!!

And now, for the fun part...

First Time | Frank Iero x fem!reader

Phone sex | Gerard Way x fem!reader

Oral | Gerard Way x fem!reader

Aftercare | Mikey Way x fem!reader

Praise kink | Ray Toro x reader

Angry make-up sex | Mikey Way x reader

Sir kink (teacher x student AU) | Frank Iero x reader

Quickie | Gerard Way x reader

Mirror sex | Gerard Way x reader

Overstimulation/ Edging | Frank Iero x reader

Vampire AU | Ray Toro x reader

Breath play | Gerard Way x fem!reader

Shower sex | Mikey Way x fem!reader

Public sex | Gerard Way x reader

Spanking | Ray Toro x reader

Friends with benefits | Frank Iero x fem!reader

Restraints | Tyler Joseph x dom!reader

Morning sex | Mikey Way x reader

Size kink | Ray Toro x reader

Toys | Frank Iero x reader

Lingerie + Costumes | revenge!Frank x fem!reader

Pegging | Gerard Way x (afab)nb!reader

Outdoor sex | Gerard Way x fem!reader

Jealousy | dom!Mikey Way x reader

Caught masturbating | Gerard Way x femdom!reader

Anal | revenge!Frank Iero x fem!reader

Temperature play | Dallon Weekes x fem!reader

Secret relationship | Gerard Way x reader

Sensory deprivation | Frank Iero x reader

Roleplay | Gerard Way x reader

Threesome | Frank Iero x fem!reader x Ray Toro

Open spaces on this list do not currently have a person assigned, therefore I am open to requests for those.

You may notice that this list isn’t quite as kinky as some other Kinktober lists. That’s for 2 reasons.

1. There are some things I just don’t know enough about to write (and researching them could be a bit dodgy)

2. I think people with slightly more vanilla tastes should be able to enjoy Kinktober too <3

So let loose and have fun - and keep your eyes peeled on every day of October...

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xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx · 1 year

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Concerning the Winter Alphabet

Hey guys!

So those of you who have been following me for a while will know that I started a Winter Alphabet in 2020, but didn't finish it. I wrote some stories for it last year but only published one. This year I'm absolutely stressed, like maybe worse than the previous years, but I decided since it's my blog i can literally do what I want so here's the deal: I'll reblog all the old stories, and try to edit and upload the ones already written. If that works that'll get us until the 15th of December.

From there on I'll try to write new stuff (but can't promise anything). I originally wanted this to be one or two posts for each of the characters (people?) I'm writing for, but I really don't feel like that anymore so the last 11 days will probably be only MCR and maybe some Ryans and one Patrick story (if I find the time to write). I know this might not be what you guys are looking for, but I want to finish this calendar under my conditions and maybe the one or the other reader will enjoy the one or the other story.

I hope all of you are doing fine and are having a less stressful time than I do. If you like, leave a comment or something. It would give me quite the boost to have some people tell me to get my shit together and actually write 😅

And as always:

Keep running xo

#announcement #winter alphabet #christmas alphabeth #christmas calendar #advent calendar #mcr x reader #ryan ross x reader #ryan seaman x reader #patrick stump x reader #frank iero x reader #ray toro x reader #gerard way x reader #mikey way x reader

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misson-impossible · 2 years

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"It was always you"

(Not my GIF)

Dallon Weekes x Reader

Angst

Set in the V&V Era minus Dallon, you are the keyboardist, multi-instrumentals, and backing vocals for P!ATD.

"So yeah guys life's pretty good.." Dallon says to his phone on an insta live. You look at him tears welling up in your eyes from the statement. "Yeah its been pretty smooth these last couple weeks. Haven't had many issues popping up-"

You run out of the room into the bathroom before he could finish his statement and slam the door. You start to sob silently so Dallon doesn't hear you.

Dallon hasn't really spoken to you for a couple weeks for no apparent reason but when he did it was to be an asshole.

After you let all your tears go you walk out of the bathroom and back into the livingroom. Dallon didn't even look up as you walked by and go to your shared bedroom.

He had been your offical boyfriend for about a year and nothing like this had ever happened.

You grab a guitar off the wall and start playing chords as loud and as hard as you can in frustration. Tears start falling again.

"One moment." Dallon says to the phone and sets it down. He walks into the bedroom "Can you stop being obnoxious for once in your life?!" He says in a yell whisper so the phone doesn't pick it up. You raise your head up to him "Will once you stop."

"I could never match yours."

You throw the guitar to the side and Dallon go's back to the livingroom to continue the live "Sorry guys had to adjust something."

You grab a backpack and start throwing stuff in it. You put your guitar in its case and throw it over your back.

You walk into the livingroom and stare at Dallon. After several seconds until he looks up. He sighs "One second guys gotta take care of something."

He stands up and towers over you "Why are you so dramatic?!" He keeps his voice low.

"Me?! I'm not the one who keeps ignoring the person you said you would love forever!" You say loud.

"Its not like we're married!! We live together! I've had a lot going on!"

"I don't care you can at least tell me if you hate me!"

"Maybe we just shouldn't be together anymore.."

"What?"

"Yeah. We've grown apart. I loved you but-"

Tears start stinging your eyes and run over to the couch and throw his phone across the room "Well I mean sure! You care about random strangers more than me so fuck you Dallon! You can just go and get 45 cent jobs in an alley way that's all your worth!" You scream with tears still falling.

He looks at you shocked but then runs after his phone. A lot of his viewer left but not after commenting things like "Fuck boy" and "Dip shit.". Some of course say that your a crazy bitch and that they are single.

"Goodbye Dallon." You say between sobs. You were about to run out the door but first steal the bass he was playing on the live.

"[Y/N] wait!" He yells. You were already out the door. The bass wasn't he worry. "I'm sorry." He whispers to himself before ending the live.

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You walk over to Brendon's apartment he shares with Spencer. You bang on the door several times loudly until one of them answers the door.

"God damn it's 10:30pm!" Brendon says before he sees its you "Oh sorry [Y/N] I- what's wrong?"

You sob "I- he-"

Brendon takes you into the apartment and hugs you "Tell me later."

Spencer walks out of his room to see what happened "Whats going on?"

You just break out in more sobs. Spencer puts his hands up and doesn't speak again. Brendon puts his hand on the back of your head so your head is in the crook of his neck "Its gonna be ok..". He rubs your back.

"We have a third room you can stay in if you need it."

You nod. "Dallon-" you say and that's all you get out before getting into a sobbing mess again. Brendon hugs you again and leads you to the room.

"Whats with the bass?" Brendon asks. You shake your head and put all your stuff on the bed "Thank you." You say with a voice crack. Brendon nods "No problem. Tell me what happened in the morning?"

You nod.

~The next day~

You get up and look at your phone just to see a picture of Dallon as your lockscreen followed with several texts from him. You block him as tears start welling back up.

You walk into the living corridors where Brendon and Spencer sit. "Morning!" Brendon says in a happy tone. You continue to walk but hold your hand out as a wave.

You go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. "No wonder Dallon broke hated you." You say soft and tears well up again. You shake your head "No.. he didn't deserve you. He didn't deserve this face, this personality." You try to make your self cheer up. You force smile and wipe tears so Brendon and Spencer don't have to see you in that state.

After you get your self together you walk about and go to a recliner silently.

Brendon and Spencer look at eachother awkwardly.

"What happened honey?" Brendon says sweet and calmly.

You wipe your eyes again "Dallon hasn't been talking to me much for weeks and we finally broke. He said he's glad he's not me and that we've grown apart. He cares more about random strangers than me anyway. He hates me." You start crying again.

"He doesn't hate you, if he doesn't know what he had. He didn't deserve you anyway." Spencer says to cheer you up. You nod wipe your eyes "Thank you." You say softly.

"We can go over there and get some of your stuff." Brendon says. You shake your head eagerly. "We can go in." Spencer responds to your disapproval. "No you don't have to do that." You say assuring him.

"No we have no problem doing anything for you."

"We can go now even." Brendon responds. Spencer nods.

~At Dallon's house~

Brendon knocks on the door. Dallon answers after a few seconds. Dallon's eyes were puffy from crying. "Hell are you crying?" Brendon asks pushing past him. "[Y/N]?" Dallon says hoping you were with them. "She's not here. Why would she want go see you anyway." Spencer says before walking past him and follows Brendon.

Brendon start just putting a bunch of stuff in a bag. Dallon watches "Tell her I'm sorry. It's been a lot these last few weeks I didn't know how bad it had impacted her." He says and starts crying again.

He and Brendon do the 'bro hug' thing "Will do.".

~Back at the apartment~

You are sitting in your room hugging the bass. Brendon sees you doing that and is immediately saddened after seeing both of you. "Dallon says he's sorry." He's says handing you the stuff. "Sure he is." You mumble under your breath.

~Weeks later~

You've been living with Brendon and Spencer. You haven't really had many things career wise you've had to do so it's been pretty chillatious. Brendon and Spencer have took care of you and made sure you ate.

Before Ryan and Jon left they had asked you if you would go to their new band. You considered it but ultimately declined after you saw the impact the split had on Brendon and Spencer. You were glad you stayed in Panic! now.

Today you have an acoustic performance for a radio station. These were always fun...

You only had to do backing vocals as Brendon would cover the acoustic guitar part.

You get to the stations set up and sit silently. "You sure you can do this?" Spencer asks quietly. "Yeah.. it's not like I'm dying. Only inside." You respond. Spencer nods.

You and Brendon were going to duet the songs. The station gave you the list of songs There were five of them and they went straight through you. "Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off", "Northern Downpour", "When The Day Met The Night", "New Perspective", and of course "I Write Sins Not Tragedies".

"Can I do this?" you asked yourself. Well you were gonna find out.

You sang all the songs in duet form and as soon as you were done with the last song you stood up and just walked away before anything else could happen.

~Dallons POV~

Dallon saw the performance in his YouTube feed. He held back tears as soon as he saw you. You didn't look as full of life.

The first song was I Write Sins. You and Brendon did the face to face thing which Dallon always laughed at but not this time. The song didn't really get to him, hearing your voice did. The next one however it was different.

It was Lying Is The Most Fun. You looked straight at the camera when you sang "You know it will always be me." It was as if you have sang it straight to him. Dallon had tears falling.

Then there was Northern Downpour. That song is just sad in general but him hearing it come out of your mouth after what happened made it sadder.

Then you sang New Perspective. Dallon felt every word go straight through his heart especially when you sang "Who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective but leaving now would be a good idea so catch me up I'm getting out of here."

Last was When The Day Met The Night. It was like the story of the both of you and Dallon so hearing you sing it he lost it and started sobbing again.

He sees you leave the set as soon as you finish singing and has an idea why. Him.

~Your perspective~

You sit backstage wiping your eyes before tears fell.

Brendon and Spencer came back to you as fast as they could. "It was like the whole set was about Dallon!" You sobbed. Spencer hugs you "Its ok. It'll be alright." He rubs your back as you sob.

You walk out to the car Spencer and Brendon guarding you from pictures as you were embarrassed about the entire situation.

You get to the car and sit in the back seat.

"So [Y/N].." Brendon says driving.

"What!" You yell not wanting to speak.

"See its that time of the month.." He mumbles under his breath to Spencer not expecting you to hear it.

Spencer chuckles.

"You asshole! I can be mad any day of the damn month!"

Brendon and Spencer tense up as you yell at them.

"Brendon have you even had a girl long enough to know what happens? How did they even get it through both of your bone heads?! You both can preform but you're both dumb as fuck! Do you even want me living with you? Dumb fucks I could take you both in a fight any day! Pull over lets go right now!"

"Me and Spencer are going to this performance thing at a bar tonight. Come with us?" Brendon says trying to de-escalate the situation to prevent homicide or even more distracted driving.

"No." You yell back "Why would I want to that that would be rather embarrassing going out in a public bar with you both!"

Brendon looks at Spencer not knowing what to say. Spencer motions in a way to say I don't know. Brendon motions back that he doesn't know and to say something.

"Oh yes you are." Spencer says "You need to get out and around. You can't stay locked up forever. We could be like you dads?"

"What the fuck?" Brendon mouths theatrically to Spencer.

"I don't know?!" He mouthes back in the sane fashion.

You don't respond.

As soon as you pull up you storm passed them both and into the apartment.

~Later, at the bar~

Spencer and Brendon drug you out of the apartemnt and to the bar bit not without a fight.

You follow either of them around just depending on where they go.

About an hour later the music begins. You watch in admiration for some of them and really enjoy it until you hear oh so familiar names.

"Next up we have Dallon Weekes and Ryan Seaman!" The announcer says.

You start to walk toward the door but Brendon catches you "No. You have to listen."

"No I don't!"

"Yes you do!"

He drags you back to Spencer fighting you

"Your not my dad!" You yell.

"Yes I am!" Brendon realizes what he said to late "I take that back Im your brother figure!"

"I don't care!"

Brendon eventually drags you back before it starts.

"Hey so I'm Dallon Weekes and we are gonna be singing a song my friend wrote called "Always". I'm also dedicating this to a girl that probably wants to set my house of fire and murder me so yeah go's like this."

You look at Brendon and Spencer and then back to Dallon. You try to tip toe away but Brendon and Spencer have their eyes on you.

When you actually listened you could feel the emotion in every lyric he sang. After the first chorus tears started to form. Did he still love you? That's all you wanted.

The performance felt so genuine and you just wanted to give him a hug and tell him it's all better now.

After he finishes he walks off. He didn't see you. Brendon and Spencer lead you back stage where Dallon was on his phone.

There were tears in his eyes as well as yours. You immediately ran up to him and started hugging him. "[Y/N]?!" He said exicted and immediately returned the hug. "Yeah!" You say with tears running down your face. You continue to hug and tear up for several moments.

"I didn't think you'd ever forgive me." Dallon admitted.

"I didn't think I ever would when it happened."

Dallon wipes your tears away "I was going through a lot and regretted everything Insaid immediately. I'm so so so sorry I didn't mean anything said or that I called you. I don't think I could ever get tired of you."

"I don't care." You say and kiss him and wipe his tears.

When you turned around Brendon and Spencer were already gone.

"Can I come back." You say and start tearing up again.

"You shouldn't ever have to ask that baby. Yes, you are always aloud its your house too."

You smile "I love you."

Dallon smiles back "I love you too."

You and Dallon walk back into to the audience area close together. You find Brendon and Spencer and they are happy with the outcome.

After you get all your stuff from the apartment you go home with Dallon and finally get to sleep in your bed.

"It was always you." Dallon whispers to you thinking you were asleep. You were glad you go to here those four words coming from the love of your life.

This ending sucks that's all I've got say. This was also really long so.

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robinrunsfiction · 5 years

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Best Laid Plans (Ryan Seaman x Reader)

Pairing: Ryan Seaman x Reader Rating: General Requested By: scrolling-my-life-away “Ok so either with frank or Ryan S (bc there are not enough of him) where band members keep trying to awkwardly get y’all together but it’s super cute and just lots of fluff!” Word Count: 1,700 Author’s Note: Wrote it with Ryan Seaman because there really needs to be more of him! Also what is with me and cute old people in Ryan stories?

"I can't stand it any longer," Dallon announced. "I refuse to sit by idly any longer, I have to do something."

"Babe, they're adults, they'll figure it out soon enough, don't worry about it." Dallon paced around the front of the bus as Breezy looked on, slightly exasperated.

"No, this is getting excruciating, I'm taking action." With that Dallon marched over to where you and Ryan were talking.

"Hey guys," he said with a sweet tone. “I'm bored, and I was just talking to Breezy and we've never been to this next city before, so we're thinking we can pair off and do a photo scavenger hunt.”

“Oh fun!” You replied. “Boys versus girls?”

“No!” Dallon quickly snapped and both you and Ryan looked at him surprised. “I just wanna spend some time with my wife, why don't you guys team up. I’ll send out the lists when we get there.”

You had been traveling with the band photographing all their shows and backstage moments. You considered yourself to be the documentarian of the beginning of the rise of IDKHow. When you were first hired on, you clicked with the band immediately, but more so with Ryan. You always kept it professional, but you somehow ended up with more shots of the drummer than what you could reasonably use. Ryan always seemed to gravitate to you whenever he had a free moment, such as during the long hauls between cities, looking for any excuse to talk to you.

When you arrived in town Dallon had found, and then specifically edited, the scavenger hunt list, to make it so you were most likely to end up in a flirtatious situation of two.

“Sound check is at 5:30, so that’s the cut off. We will see you losers when we get back.”

“Yea right,” you retorted as you started to skim over the list. Breezy and Dallon hurried out of the bus as Ryan peered over your shoulder at the list on your phone.

“A flyer for a local event, we could use the concert tonight! A red door, a kissing couple, oh they’re just gonna take a selfie for that one, aren’t they?”

“That’s what we get for letting Dallon plan the list, I guess. Ready to go?”

“Let’s do this!”

You and Ryan wandered around the city center looking for options. The town they were playing was a university town and luckily the school colors were red and white, so red doors were plentiful. You took photos of the items, and Ryan posted updates to his Instagram stories.

“Hey guys, I’m out here hanging with (YN) and we are currently beating Dallon and Breezy at this scavenger hunt,” he said into the phone as you attempted to take a photo of some baby ducks. He watched you fondly as you made noises to get the ducks to look your way. “Hey (YN), wanna really mess up Dallon's game?”

“Obviously,” you replied, your competitive side taking over.

“Come here,” you sat down next to him as he started the next video. “Alright guys, if you’re coming to our show tonight, know that Dallon is wandering out down here, and if you like me and (YN) at all, you'll go get in their way, thanks!” He signed off with a laugh. You couldn't hide your surprise at the dirty trick he just played on them. “See how well their unfair advantage works now!” Ryan said getting up.

“We only have like 2 more left,” you said looking over the list. “A kissing couple,” you felt your cheeks turn a little pink thinking it would be so fun to lean up and kiss Ryan right then, but you weren’t a couple, and that’s what you needed. You scanned the park and saw an old couple getting ice cream for the grandson. “Bingo!” you said as you started over toward them.

“Excuse me, are you two married?” You asked politely as you approached.

“45 years!” the old man exclaimed with a smile that put a smile on Ryan and your faces as well.

“We're doing a photo scavenger hunt and we need a photo of a couple kissing; can we take your photo?” Ryan asked.

“We won't put it up on the internet or anything, it’s just for us to show the other team.”

“I suppose that would be fine,” the old lady said before turning to her husband with her lips puckered. They kissed long enough for you to get a great photo of them with their grandson looking slightly disgusted off to the side. It was funny and cute.

“This turned out great, thank you so much for your help,” you said before walking away with Ryan.

“Why didn't they just kiss each other!” The old woman asked her husband when you were out of earshot.

“I thought they were going to ask me to take their picture with one of those smartphones, I’m glad they didn't, I probably would have deleted everything!”

You reconvened with Dallon and Breezy to review the photos you took. As you scrolled through your phones, comparing what they got versus your team, they got to a photo of them kissing.

“I knew that’s what you would do,” Ryan commented.

“Yea well, what did you guys do?” Dallon retorted.

“We met the cutest old couple, they’ve been married for 45 years!” You said pulling up the photo. Breezy aww'ed at the photo but Dallon threw up his hands, exasperated. You glanced at Ryan, who shot you a confused look as well as you continued comparing the results of the scavenger hunt.

A couple days later you were in another new town with an extra day before the show. These types of days were pretty rare on the tour, so everyone was excited. Dallon decided that it was time to try another way to get you and Ryan together.

"A bunch of us are going out to dinner tonight, you wanna come along?" Dallon asked you and Ryan casually that morning.

"Yea, sure sounds great," you said.

"Yea I'm in," Ryan replied.

"Perfect, the reservation will be under my name in case we're running like," Dallon said as he walked away.

"Why would he be late to his own dinner plans?" You asked.

"I dunno, but he's been acting weird lately."

You watched through narrowed eyes as Dallon went back over by his wife and started saying something to her. “Very suspicious.”

Ryan just shrugged. "I'm just excited to eat something on this tour besides fast food."

"Same," you replied.

You arrived at the restaurant a little early. You gave the hostess Dallon's name and you were led to a table for two secluded from the rest of the tables, lit warmly with a few small candles.

“I think there’s a mistake-” you started as the hostess sat you at the table.

“We were told you might say that, but no, this is for you,” she said before walking away.

You sat there for a few minutes feeling anxious, even more so when you saw who the hostess was bringing over.

“Hi Ryan,” you said when he sat down.

“(YN), wow, you look stunning.” You wear wearing the nicest dress you had brought with you on tour. It was short, black, and had an open back.

“Thanks, you look really nice as well. So, umm, I think I know what’s going on and why Dallon was acting so weird. We're being set up.”

“Definitely a set up,” Ryan replied with a laugh.

“I don't mind,” you said quietly.

Ryan raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Really? ‘Cause I don't either.”

You smiled warmly at Ryan, not sure what to say, but you were rescued by the waiter arriving at the table.

“Good evening, my name is Michael and I will be taking care of you tonight. I have been given specific instructions that Mr. Weekes will be taking care of the bill, so please do not hesitate when making your choices. Can I suggest a bottle of wine to get started?”

You were grinning by now, both because of the absurdity that Dallon wanted this to happen so badly, but also because you knew you were about to cut loose on that menu. “I think that sounds like a great idea, Michael.”

After a bottle of wine, almost too much food, and a lot of great conversation, you found Ryan holding your hand in his and he was smiling at you like he could hardly believe this was happening.

You and Ryan walked out of the restaurant hand in hand and down the street toward the hotel where you were all staying.

“Isn't there a park on the other side of the building?” you asked.

“Yea, I think I saw that, wanna check it out?”

“Yea,” you replied giving his hand a squeeze. You didn't want the night to end.

You walked along the path through the park, illuminated by old fashioned street lamps. Eventually you found a bench and sat down.

“Like I said before, I’m actually glad Dallon did this for us. I didn't really realize that you might have feelings for me,” you mumbled.

“I was thinking the same thing. And I didn't know if I should say anything before the tour ended, in case you didn't feel the same.”

“I’m glad this is working out,” you smiled. Ryan took the opportunity to place his hand on your cheek and leaned in, placing a sweet kiss on your lips and you kissed back. After a moment you pulled back and you were both smiling. Ryan wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you snugly against him and you rested your head on his shoulder.

“I was thinking,” you started. Ryan mmhmm'ed to let you know he was listening. “What if we play it off like this didn't work and we're still totally clueless to our feelings, just to see if we can get some more free meals put of it.”

Ryan laughed heartily at your suggestion. “That would drive him nuts! Maybe we should. Although I don't know if I can go back to not kissing you every time I want to.”

You looked up at him. “I agree, this is better.”

Masterlist

#request #Ryan Seaman x Reader #Ryan Seaman/Reader #Ryan Seaman fanfic #idkhow fan fic #i don't know how but they found me #ryan seman x reader #ryan seaman fan fic #ryan seaman fan fiction #ryan seaman imagine #idkhow fan fiction

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xxfanfictioncollectionxx · 4 years

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I Dont Know How But They Found Me - Masterlist

Most of the stories linked here are reblogs from other creators. This masterlist is mainly for me to find stuff quicker, and those of you who might want to take a quick look what you can find on here.

General Masterlist

Dallon Weekes

Sticky Notes Part 2

Winter Stories - December 1st

Ryan Seaman

One Love

Prompts 13, 52, 2, and 90

Prompt 142

Winter Stories - December 8th

Winter Stories - Dececmber 11th

12 Days of Christmas - Day 9

Somebody Else

Winter Stories - December 30th

'Cause Heaven Knows What You Do To Me

No Courage

#idkhow masterlist #ryan seaman x reader #dallon weekes x reader

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daphne-fandom-writing · 5 years

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Backstage fun

I KNOW I have requests and I'm sorry that I haven't finished them yet. But I went to the IDKHOW show in Amsterdam last Sunday and left with inspiration for this.

Some of these events happened (only the locking eyes and smirk that Dallon ACTUALLY gave me wow)

NO HATE TO DALLON'S WIFE OR FAMILY BECAUSE THEY SEEN GREAT AND ADORABLE HE IS JUST SINGLE FOR THE SAKE OF THIS FIC

Anyways this is smut!

Word count: 2752

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Everytime that the background music stopped playing it felt as though I was going to faint. And that happened way too many times. Until the lights went out and the music stopped for real. It was pitch black until a white light accentuated Dallon walking on stage. Later Ryan joined and Dallon started stomping his foot as a beat and the whole audience joined in.

Goosebumps appeared on my arms and a chill found it's way to my back. The vibe they radiated was mysterious and a little dangerous but loving at the same time. They played 'Opening band' as their first song, the intro with no bass, no drums. Only Dallon, Ryan and the audience. It felt as though you were the only one they were playing for.

During 'Opening band' and 'Modern day cain' Dallon looked into the crowd more than a few times. You could've sworn that you locked eyes with Dallon during the songs. This feeling was strengthened when they started playing 'Bleed magic'. At one point during that song you locked eyes again, Dallon's hair partly covering his face but you could see his eyes. You were mesmerised, drawn into them, until he smirked, still holding your gaze. Then he looked away into the rest of the crowd. For a minute you were questioning yourself, thinking that you imagined that little moment that you shared. But you turned to the friend that you made in the line and they gave you a look that said all you needed to know, you didn't imagine anything.

During the rest of the show you sang, danced and shared stares with Dallon. Because yes, mr. Weekes kept looking your way. Then it was time for 'Visitation of the ghost'. You chose a great spot, obviously knowing what was gonna happen during this song, because the line he made in the middle of the crowd was right next to you. So just when you thought that you couldn't get any luckier Dallon stopped walking through the crowd right next to you. And even though he explicitly stated personal space, he happened to brush his hand against your when he turned to the other side of the crowd. Before he returned to the stage he locked eyes with you again and put his finger to his lips to signal silence and well... that went straight to your core.

When Dallon and Ryan finished playing 'Choke' and after having the whole crowd sing with them, they left the stage only to return a few minutes later to play one last song. The last song was 'Boring' and the lighting changed to a bright white and everyone had their flashlights on their phones in the air. You were quietly singing along to the lyrics, both enjoying your last moments there but also dreading the ending of the song.

Dallon strung the last chords of the song, the room went pitch black, he threw away his last guitar pick and Ryan and him disappeared into a door a few rows of people left of you. As the lights turned back on people started leaving the venue. You didn't, you kept standing there already replaying everything that happened and convincing yourself that it was all real. Soon you noticed that you were almost alone in the room and that a guy with a baseball cap, that you saw on stage before the show a few times, was approaching you.

He told you that if you wanted to meet the band that he could take you backstage with him. He added that Dallon specifically asked for you.

"The girl in the bright orange top with (Y/H/C) hair, I can only see one girl like that and it's you." Is what the guy said.

Your heartbeat started accelerating exponentially and you obviously nodded. It wasn't as if you were going to pass up an opportunity to meet the band.

The guy with the cap leaded you through the doors that Ryan and Dallon had walked through as well. It lead to some hallways that lead to dressing rooms. The guy stopped at a door that said.

'Dallon Weekes - IDKHOW'

"There you go, just knock and you'll be okay."

You were certain that you were gonna faint if your heartbeat didn't start slowing down. You took a deep breath and lifted your hand, you knocked the deep brown wooden door twice. Your heart beat in your chest as you waited for a response.

It seemed to take minutes before the door opened and Dallon stood in it's place. You had to look up to see his face and you almost had to steady yourself because of how he looked. He was still a little sweaty and his hair was all over the place. He still wore the same outfit that he wore on stage, a baby salmon pink blouse with black and white flowers, previously with a light grey jacket on top of it that he discarded for the last song and black skinny jeans. He had unfastened the top few buttons of his blouse and it gave you a little peek at his chest.

It took all of your self-restraint to stop yourself from blushing and to keep cool about the situation you were now in.

Dallon looked at you for a moment before he smiled brightly and spoke.

"Hey! You actually came, it was a long shot to send Alex your way but I'm glad that I did. Come in!" Dallon stepped aside and held his hand out into the dressing room to signal that you should come inside. So you did. You walked into the room and Dallon shut the door, you turned around to him extending his hand.

"Dallon." He said as you took his hand and shook it. "Y/N, and yeah... I know." You said with a smile.

Dallon laughed "I guess you do." He paused for a bit, looking into your eyes, before he spoke again. "A drink?" He said, as if he forgot that he was going to ask you.

"Ehm yeah." You looked at a table with drinks on it. "A water would be nice." Dallon walked to the table and got you and him a bottle of water.

As he took a sip he motioned to the couch. "Wanna sit? You've been standing for more than an hour now, right?" He took a seat on the couch he meant and looked at him gratefully. You moaned in relief as you took a seat.

"I needed that so much, thanks." You looked at him with a smile, a smile that faded when you saw the look he was giving you. His light blue eyes that you know so well were not so bright as they were before, they darkened, a shade that gave you chills and flutters at the same time. It made wonder as to why Dallon even invited you, and why Ryan wasn't there.

"Dallon?" He nodded. "Mhm" You swallowed.

"Can I ask why you invited me over? Not that I'm not happy to be here, because I am, but I can't help being a little curious."

He seemed to snap out of... well whatever that was going on and seemed to focus again.

"Well, I saw you in the crowd. Never with a phone, only enjoying the music. It's not something you see a lot these days. Then I caught your eyes more than once." You blushed and looked at your hands, Dallon smiled at you and put his finger under your chin to make you look at him. "And I have to say that those glances we shared..." He paused for a second. "They did something to me and my body and well... I had to see you again, up close this time."

He leaned in a little and you could feel his breath on your lips, you fought the urge to close your eyes.

"Tell me to stop and I will. Tell me to go on and I will too." Your breath hitched in your throat.

"Dallon" His forehead touched yours, his finger moving from your chin to put his hand on the side of your hair. "Tell me Y/N. Stop or go."

"Please" You looked at his lips and back into his eyes. "Go."

I took less than a second for Dallon to put his lips on yours. His hand in your hair got a little more force behind it and your hands ran through his hair in return. His lips were soft and moved in time with yours in a passionate frenzy, no romance, only lust. Dallon' hair felt soft to the touch, long enough to pull. And you did, Dallon moaned at the sensation so you did it again. As retaliation Dallon started kissing your neck. He moved your bodies into a laying position on the couch, Dallon hovering on top of you, just slightly touching.

You spread you legs and he positions himself between them, you feel his hardened length through your clothes and writhe underneath him. Dallon sucked on a particular sensitive spot on your neck and you moaned loudly. Dallon immeadiately put his hand over your mouth. He retracted his hand and placed his index finger in front of his lips.

"As much as I love the sounds you make, Ryan is in the room next door." You nodded and pulled Dallon back into another kiss. Your hands moved to his blouse and started unbuttoning it. Button after button more and more of his chest appears. After the last button you run your hands across his chest and down over his stomach. When you reach his belly he pulls back and sits up abruptly.

"Please... don't." Dallon looks away from you, he looks ashamed.

"Did I do anything wrong? Do you want to stop? Because we can... if you want."

He immeadiately looked up at you. "No!" He ran his hand through his hair. "No, I'm just... It's silly really. It's an insecure part of me. I just... hate that part of me I guess."

You smiled at him. "Let me prove you wrong." You pushed Dallon on his back and spread his blouse out of the way to get access at his chest. You crawled on top of him and gave him a peck on his lips. You moved to his neck, kissed him behind his ear and sucked on the skin above his collarbone, leaving a hickey. Dallon shuddered underneath your touch. You moved downwards and kissed all over his chest, stopped to suck on his nipple for a second and made your way even lower. You stopped for a second before you continued.

"Do you trust me?" Dallon nodded and you gave him a peck on his stomach. Dallon tensed. You looked at him through your eyelashes and kissed, licked and sucked all over his beautiful belly. All the tension that once was disappeared and pleasure made it's way to his face when you moved Dallon's hip bones. The pleasure didn't just show on his face, his boner was an absolute reveal of that. You traced you fingers over the denim covered bulge and heard Dallon take in a hiss of breath. You smirked at his reaction and when Dallon looked at your face... well... all of the innocent and insecure parts of him disappeared. They made way for a dark look of primal lust and passion.

Within a second you were on your back again while Dallon discarded his blouse. He started kissing the bottom of your own belly and moving his way upwards, taking your top off in the process. As Dallon kissed alongside the outline of your bra you started working on the button of his jeans. You pried them open and Dallon stood up to take them off, when he did you took of your bra and opened the button of your own jeans. Before you could take them off yourself Dallon was already back on top of you. He licked and sucked your breasts and left a hickey on top of your right nipple.

"Dallon..." you moaned and his eyes lit up with desire.

"Yes, my dear." He spoke with a rasp in his voice which made you moan again. He smirked at your reaction and went to take of your pants, taking your panties with them. He stood up to take off his own underwear and when he did... You looked at him, eyes looking at every part of his body and appreciating it at the same time.

"Like what you see?"

"A lot." You held out your hand at Dallon and he took it. Crawling back on top of you, his hand caressing the skin on your sides, moving along your outer thighs to circle back along your inner thighs. He looked at your eyes again and you nodded at him, urging him to move along.

"Dallon, please." He buried his face into your neck, giving a kiss and brushing the skin with his nose before whispering.

"Tell me what you want." His breath tickled your skin and goosebumps crawled over your skin. "You Dallon, every bit of you."

Dallon's hand moved from your inner thigh to swipe along your folds. "So fucking wet. Perfect." He all but purred into your neck that you bared for him. His hand moved to align himself with you.

He started moving slowly, easing into you at a horribly slow pace until he had fully penetrated your body. His breathing accelerated almost immeadiately and you wrapped you legs around him to feel him even deeper. After around a minute Dallon started moving again, slow still at first but picking up the pace very soon. He groaned with every moan you let go, he fit you perfectly. Every curve of his body complimenting yours. Every inch of skin left untouched. At some point Dallon's thrusts started becoming faster and faster. Your hands moved from his shoulders to his and back down to grab his beautiful butt and back up to pull his hair.

Dallon whispered sweet nothings in your ear, from how beautiful you are to the way you make him feel unpure feelings. Dallon's hands were on you thighs to keep your legs up, then in your hair to pull your head back and finally in your clit. He rubbed small circles only adding to the pleasure he was filling you with already. You felt the familiar knot in your stomach and you knew it wasn't gonna be much longer.

"Dall... I'm-" He kisses you as the both of you come undone.

Dallon pulls back and breathes into your neck as you bury your face in his hair. Your hand wander over his back and his rub circles on top of your shoulders. It doesn't take long for the two of you to fall asleep.

#idkhow #dallon weekes #dallon weekes x reader #dallon weekes x you #idkhow x reader #idkhbtfm #i don't know how but they found me #ryan seaman #idkhowtrash #backstage #backstage smut

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crylockchaos · 3 years

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No, Tellexx; I Will Not Simply Follow Along: Part One of a Reading of Razzmatazz’s Story

Razzmatazz stands out for many reasons. Since the band takes the “concept album” to a new level by creating a “concept band” through lore Razzmatazz stands out, in my opinion, because of the compromised role between writers and readers. There are many ways to look and interpret the story behind the songs, if readers choose to see the songs as telling a story. I’m going to share my own interpretation. This “reading” is influenced by “The Death of the Author” by Roland Barthes, and “Interpreting the Variorum” by Stanley Fish. I find that the album critiques ideas of Marxist theory and mocks the industry that fuels modern music as seen by the nods to Theodor Adorno, Max Horkheimer, and Walter Benjamin; but relies on the reader to create the story more than the use of satire. The album cannot work because the text “disappears” (Fish 485) without reader interaction. Weekes and Seaman cannot fully control how readers “read” their work, which I think is something they encourage through the ambiguous nature of the text. Through reoccurring symbols in the songs and videos the story unfolds in subtle ways, encouraging the listeners to not simply follow along, but to engage with the lore to understand what is happening to the narrator. I will go through, in order of each piece, enabling the “birth of the reader” (Barthes 521) to tell the story in the way I interpret it.

The story begins with “Leave Me Alone”. The characters, Dallon and Ryan enter the corporation in 2020 based on the use of masks and safety precautions taken for the real events taking place. The “volunteer pairing” (“Indoctrination” iDKHOW) takes their first step in working for the corporation Tellexx. Ryan is clear in his resistance towards the means and ideas of the company, hence why he is wearing a mask more often. To prevent rebellion, Tellexx separates Ryan from Dallon using isolation boxes and masks him to force him into compliance. They do this with Dallon too, but to a lesser extent because if Tellexx wishes to spread its influence Dallon needs to use his voice. Ryan’s rebellion is stifled easier because of his role as percussion by wearing a mask, but that does not mean he is powerless. He strongly opposes Tellexx’s ideas to the point where the company views him as a threat, so they attempt to stop him from communicating through isolation and forced muting with a mask. But it doesn’t stop him. His lack of face expressions and movement within each video show his rebellion. What at first comes off as unusual and perhaps humorous allows Ryan to hold the role of a Byronic Hero. His rebellion comes through his intelligence and outward appearance. Instead of parading around playing a role, Ryan goes against Tellexx’s wishes and simply does not do anything. Tellexx views him as a direct threat and minimizes his role strictly to percussion, but that does not stop him, which I will return to later.

Dallon is much more subtle with his pressure, but the Tellex workers suspect rebellion based on lines such as “the devil that you know is better than the devil that you don’t” (Weekes 2020) or “mad as a hatter with a dagger and a dollar sign” (Weekes 2020), where Dallon exposes the knowledge that Tellexx will dispose of them if they no longer create profit. As I have mentioned in the past, there are two voices within Dallon; which makes this song the origin of the split between the Warner (the side working against Tellexx) and the Threatener (the side working for Tellexx). The Warner’s voice in “Leave Me Alone” is Dallon’s rebellion through his knowledge of the sinister means. Both Dallon and Ryan do not trust Tellexx’s values and know that the corporation wishes to spread its influence in music through time and space for more capital in the created industry. Yet there’s a split created by Tellexx during the experimentation in the video. Dallon changes from animated and active while singing to still and threatening when he says “go fly a kit until you’re tangled in the hang tree” (Weekes 2020). This change is the initial incident that sparks the main conflict in this reading: man versus self- Warner versus Threatener, Dallon’s good versus Dallon’s bad. Tellexx controls a part of Dallon, allowing him to freely sing and move around without being attached to anything. “Leave Me Alone” in the story proves to Tellexx that the pairing is suitable under these conditions, and they are sent into time, meanwhile Dallon’s internal conflict grows.

“Indoctrination” is a flashback. This piece serves the purpose to enlighten the audience of Tellexx’s means and plan, while also revealing exactly what Dallon and Ryan are resisting. Calling the section indoctrination reveals the malicious side of Tellexx as we hear the literal brainwashing the corporation uses on the “volunteer pairing” (iDKHOW 2020). This aspect of the piece gives listeners insight to what Dallon and Ryan have faced regarding thought reform and Tellexx’s corporate agenda. This part of the text reveals the side of Tellexx that listeners are suspicious of, confirming it as the antagonist against I Dont [sic.] Know How But They Found Me. By having the piece say that the pairing and Tellex will “work together to decode and / exploit the secrets of time and space for our benefit” (iDKHOW), it uses negative connotation to create rebellion through the verb “exploit”. Listeners side with Warner Dallon and Silent Ryan because we understand that Tellexx seeks the secrets of time for selfish matters: to spread their influence and create an industry that they control. It works alongside “Leave Me Alone” to initiate the two major conflicts: the internal conflict within Dallon, and the band versus the corporation. Through this, White Shadow character and the Threatener have clear origins. Both were created to “be sure that the company’s interests maintain the highest priority” (iDKHOW). This includes the White Shadow following Dallon and Ryan to prevent rebellion and acting in a way that places pressure against Mechanical Reproduction and the industry, and the Threatener acting as a character of Thought Reform within Dallon who is trying to eliminate the Warner’s awareness. This allows White Shadow to serve as a metaphorical reminder of failures of the past and would allow the Threatener to coax Dallon into serving Tellexx’s needs. Since Threatener is made by Tellexx, this side of Dallon uses an underlying fear to control Dallon and force him to continue working for the corporation.

Warner can see Tellexx’s malevolent goals. This side of Dallon, the narrator, uses his voice to create awareness of his opposition and to alert listeners, making “Mad IQs” an internal monologue. The song is Warner’s rebellion since Dallon is free to sing without a mask on, using voice to reveal the malicious intent behind the corporation’s goal to exploit time and space for capital. This aspect of the narrator exposes Tellexx as a toxic corporation that is taking over Dallon’s mind and being, hinting that this side of him is aware of Threatener’s presence. Through themes of controlling entity and voluntary ignorance, Warner is admitting that Dallon is losing himself inside the corporation by working for them. The brainwashing from the memories associated with “Indoctrination” has allowed Dallon to become the “voluntary victim” (Weekes 2020) and give up his sense of right and wrong, and his own identity, making him view himself as a being of Tellexx. The song alerts listeners that voluntary ignorance has led Dallon into a trap, one that he cannot escape. Warner attempts to alert listeners of the situation, hinting at ideas of Mechanical Reproduction with “replace you with machines” (Weekes 2020) and “paralyzed by the sum of your parts” (Weekes 2020) to hint that Dallon’s entity is controlled, making both Warner and Threatener’s voices compromised and unreliable; which would explain why Dallon is constantly moving around and is energetic during the video performances, because Threatener is telling him to do so for the benefit of the corporation.

This would explain Dallon’s disappointment at the end of “Nobody Likes the Opening Band”. This piece is the band’s first attempt at spreading influence and it’s a failure. The piece acknowledges how the band is only starting in the industry. By saying “chances are they won’t go far / career is sure to end” (Weekes 2020) the piece reveals that the industry discourages artists with different thoughts. Tellexx scorns those who go against their ideas, and make sure that industry develops in a way that benefits only one way of thinking, making Warner appear in the wrong as he tries to assist Dallon in making original music. White Shadow’s disapproval at the end of the video reveals that Dallon has failed to act and perform in a way that benefits the company, pushing his fear into reality. This enables Threatener to take control and hide Warner, further placing Dallon’s entity in the hands of the corporation and forcing him to lose himself just to be successful. This fear and idea of failure pushes Dallon to go to 1964 to begin spreading the band’s influence in “Do It All the Time” and then “Social Climb” in 1977, in which both are successful in spreading Tellexx’s ideas and values. However, this song’s video does more than highlight Dallon’s fall; it also reveals more of Ryan’s rebellion. By stepping away from the stage to scorn Dallon, Ryan further separates himself from Tellexx. His actions and moody facial expressions highlight his silent rebellion, one that Tellexx cannot fully control. If he’s not doing anything technically wrong, they cannot punish him despite their indoctrination strategies. He is watching what Tellexx is doing to Dallon and resists their attempts to control him by staying silent and using minimal actions. Doing this gives Ryan power over his entity and self, revealing to readers that his actions are reliable.

Ryan uses his autonomy in “New Invention” to drag Dallon out of Tellexx’s control and diminishes the grasp Threatener has on him. He takes Dallon to where Tellexx first created the split to return his entity to him. The video and song start off with the idea of a devil on the shoulder, which implies The Warner’s awareness of his own instability. He knows that Tellexx is still controlling him to a degree, and how this had created a split. The Warner knows that The Threatener is attacking him and is desperate to make listeners aware of what happened after “Leave Me Alone”. “You’ve got the devil on your shoulder” (Weekes 2020) implies the light/dark contrast that reoccurs in the other songs. The following line is directly from The Threatener because of the sudden shift: “you better shut your mouth just like I told ya” [sic.] (Weekes 2020). The Threatener uses it as a threat, implying that unless The Warner is quiet, he will intervene and take full control. The overlapping vocals at the end of this song would show the full conflict between the two sides. The Warner is having “bad dreams” (Weekes 2020) and can’t get away from the Threatener, even when asleep; meanwhile the Threatener is saying that Dallon is an invention created by Tellexx. Ryan’s attempt to restore Dallon’s mindset highlights the unreliable nature of Dallon’s character because of the indoctrination and experimentation from the past. With his identity compromised, Ryan knows that he is the only person who can push the conflict and create resistance. He resets Dallon not only to return his autonomy and identity, but also to give listeners a reliable narrator since he is still limited by Tellexx. Ryan cannot use his voice, but his actions speak for him throughout the video and song. Through Ryan’s actions, Tellexx’s control over Dallon is minimalized, yet the Warner and Threatener are still in conflict.

I’ll continue this as I can. School is about to restart for me.

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fedorable-killjoys · 3 years

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Masterlist

A masterlist of all my writing so far. Not many I know, but will be adding to the list. Constructive criticism is welcome. If any of the links don't work please let me know and I will fix it. Also don't repost my work on any other sites without asking for my consent/permission.

Supernatural

• Why The Hell Would I Be Looking For That? - Ash X reader platonic friendship ft Sam, Dean Jo and Ellen

• The Cavern - Meg X reader ft Sam and Dean

Real Person Fics (RPF)

• I Want You - Domhnall Gleeson X reader

Concert Pictures/Videos (that I've taken)

• Palaye Royale

MoodBoards/Aesthetics:

• Frank Iero Happy Birthday

• Gerard Way

• Calum Hood (5 Seconds Of Summer)

• Ryan Seaman (IDKHBTFM)

• Michael Clifford (5 Seconds Of Summer)

• Ashton Irwin (Bad Boy Vibe)

• Harry Styles (Treat People With Kindness)

• George Weasley (Harry Potter)

• Patrick Stump (Fall Out Boy)

• Flip Zimmerman (Blackkklansman Film)

• Jaskier Fantasy Aesthetic (The Witcher)

• Pride Month Mood board/Aesthetic.

• Briana Buckmaster Zodiac Sign and Water Element Aesthetic.

• Billy Russo inspired aesthetic (birthday gift)

• Palaye Royale/Remington Leith 'Morning Light' fic inspired aesthetic

#my fanfic #Masterlist #masterlist #my masterlist #My Masterlist #supernatural fanfic #my moodboards #actor rpf #Actor RPF

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the-rarest-sexiest-coinkydink · 2 years

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Rehearsal (Ryan Seaman x reader)(high school AU)

Summary: Ryan and (y/n) have been best friends since they were four years old. They’re now coming to the end of high school, and neither of them have had a romantic partner yet, so they decide to try and improve their *skills* so that their first kiss with someone they love isn’t a disaster. But they soon realise that maybe there’s a reason neither of them have been on a date before...

Word count: 1201

Warnings: none

“Ugh.” (y/n) flopped onto Ryan’s bed, blowing their hair out of their eyes as he tossed his school bag under his desk. “That was the worst lunch break ever.”

“I know!” He sat down next to them, leaning back against the wall. “We’re gonna have to say something to them eventually. I can’t keep suffering through all the tongue noises.”

(y/n) pulled a face, mock gagging. “I swear normal people don’t kiss that loudly. And sloppily.”

“I mean, it is Casey and Alex. Have they ever been normal?”

“Yeah, you make a good point. But still - it’s so gross.”

They sat there in peaceful silence for a few moments, glad to be away from the chaos of the school halls with each other’s company. They’d latched onto each other on their first day of school, two chubby kids sniffling in a corner as their parents left, and had been inseparable ever since. No matter what they were doing, it was always better if the other one was there with them. Ryan got up and turned his radio on before the quietness could become deafening, and sat down again.

“Ryan?”

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m going to be single forever.”

A smile tugged at his face, but when he glanced down at his best friend he saw that their eyes were shining with unshed tears, and he frowned. “Hey, no way. You’re so great, someone will definitely want to date you.”

(y/n) sniffed, blinking rapidly. “Yeah right.”

“No, I mean it.” He shifted so they were sat opposite each other, resting a hand on their knee, softly stroking the faded denim of their jeans. “You’re amazing. You’re so pretty, and funny, and clever. You have the best laugh I’ve ever heard, dude! Honest, I would d... definitely be surprised if nobody asked you out.” His heart had stopped momentarily at the near confession, but thankfully (y/n) didn’t seem to have noticed. “The right person will come along some day. For both of us.”

There was clearly something else on their mind, and he poked them in the forehead, grinning as they giggled. He really did love that sound. “Come on, tell me.”

“It’s gonna sound so stupid.”

“I don’t care, tell me. We tell each other everything.” Okay, so that wasn’t exactly the case. He had been very carefully hiding the crush he had on (y/n) for the last year and a half now. But other than that, there were no secrets between them. It was just unfortunate that the one secret the had was a very big one.

Shrugging, (y/n) stared up at his bedroom ceiling, not wanting to see his reaction to their words. “I’m scared of being such a rubbish kisser that nobody will be interested in keeping me around.”

He stared at them for a moment, baffled. “What makes you think you’ll be a rubbish kisser?”

“I haven’t done it before. So there’s no way I’d be good at it.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be terrible. Just... average. And hey, if good kissing is as messy as Alex and Casey make it then maybe being a bad kisser isn’t such a bad thing.” That made them snort with laughter, and he grinned. “I haven’t kissed anyone either, so... I’m probably just average too. You can’t be good at everything the first time.”

Suddenly, a genius idea popped into his head. Well, it was either brilliant, or the thing that would end their friendship - but it couldn’t hurt to try, right? “How about we practice on each other?”

(y/n) felt their jaw drop. “You what?”

“I-I just meant... maybe we can just practice... I don’t know - oh it was a stupid idea, forget I said anything.” He stammered, shuffling away a little, but (y/n) grabbed his arm and held him there.

“I... I’m okay with it if you’re okay with it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I guess... it can’t be a bad idea, right?” Internally, (y/n)’s brain was screaming. They’d had feelings for Ryan for the last two years now, but knew full well that they weren’t reciprocated. So they were damn well going to take any opportunity they could to kiss him at least once - it was better than not getting the chance at all.

“O-Okay.”

They shifted so they were directly opposite each other once again, knees touching as they gazed into each other’s eyes. Both of them could feel their hearts pounding at a million miles an hour, and their hands were shaking a little. Ryan laughed nervously, brushing his fingers through his blue hair. “This should be fine, right? We trust each other. It can’t be that hard.”

“Right. Totally not rocket science. All we have to do is...” (Y/n) trailed off as he leant in, eyes fluttering closed as his lips finally met theirs. It felt like it lasted a handful of seconds - and thousands of years at the same time. He pulled back, struggling to meet their eyes.

“Was that... how was it?”

Plucking up what little courage they had left, (y/n) reached out and wrapped a hand in the collar of his t-shirt. “I think we need to have another go.” They took the lead this time, kissing him gently and sweetly, heart leaping as they felt his hand settle against their waist. When they pulled apart this time, they kept their hands on each other, foreheads pressed together as they caught their breath.

Ryan was the first to speak. “(y/n), I - I’m sorry if this ruins everything, because you’re my best friend and I don’t know what I would do without you in my life, but... I like you. I really, really like you. And if it’s okay with you... I wanna keep kissing you. But not just for practice. For real.”

He looked like he was on the verge of tears, and (y/n) hugged him, burying their head in his neck. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you to say that to me.”

He pulled back, stunned. “So you... you like me too? Seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously, dumbass. I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it.” They rolled their eyes and smacked him in the arm. “I’ve like liked you since we were fourteen.”

“Dude... me too.” They stared at each other for a moment, doing the maths before cracking up. “You mean we’ve had a crush on each other this whole time and neither of us worked out that the other one felt the same?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Jeez, we’re stupid.”

Ryan fell backwards, pulling (y/n) with him so they were laying against his chest. They’d cuddled like this during movie nights before, but it was so much more special now. “So that’s why neither of us have been on dates with anyone else, huh?”

“Clearly we were both too busy making goo goo eyes at each other behind our own backs to think about anyone else.”

He kissed the top of their head, grinning when they shifted upwards to kiss him properly.

“Hey, (y/n).”

“What?”

“You’re a pretty good kisser, actually.”

They snorted. “Yeah? Well, you’re not so bad yourself.”

#ok this came out adorable #fanfic #fic #oneshot #fluff #idkhow #ryan seaman #ryan seaman x reader #cute shit #high school au #first kisses!#am i living vicariously through the reader? absolutely

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ao3feed-joshler · 5 years

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Tear in Our Hearts

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Q5FfGf

by HidekiAngel

You loved Brendon Dallon Loves him Tyler Wants Josh Josh Wants Debby

But somehow they all crossed paths with you

Words: 406, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Panic! at the Disco, IDKHOW - Fandom, Twenty One Pilots, idkhbtfm - Fandom

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Brendon Urie, Dallon Weekes, Sarah Orzechowski, Tyler Joseph, Josh Dun, Debby Ryan, Breezy Weekes, Jenna Black, Ryan Seaman, Ryan Ross Mentions, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Brendon Urie/Reader, Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph, Josh Dun/Reader, Tyler Joseph/Reader, Breezy Weekes/Dallon Weekes, Dallon Weekes/Reader, Sarah Orzechowski/Brendon Urie, Jenna Black/Tyler Joseph, Josh Dun/Debby Ryan

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Everyone Needs A Hug, Depression, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Mental Breakdown, Regret, Lmfao this is sad, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Self-Harm, Self Confidence Issues, Fights, I love Jenna Sarah Debby and Breezy lol im sorry, Handcuffs, BDSM, Shameless Smut, Eventual Smut, Anal Sex, pussy licking, i cringed when I wrote that sklfjalkjfl, Fingering, Cheating, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Q5FfGf

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #joshler

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nohic for 9 and mm17 for 10

9. Which idea came to you first in nohic?

the genders of the core five (aka frank gee mikey ray and lindsey) and the idea of them having a gsa where no one really showed up and they used it as time to just hang out and be friendos (and then i decided that it would be more fun if there were actual members of the gsa, but that they didn’t all know each other beforehand and that the gsa would be the reason they all became friends)

10. What are some facts readers may not know about mm17?

oh dang this is a big ole can of worms. and potential spoilers.

halsey is related to one of the members of panic but i won’t tell you who because i’m the worst

ryan seaman was the drummer for the brobecks; he and dallon are still casual friends

i think i mentioned this but breezy was a child actor in LA before she and her family moved to vegas, and this will come up later when dallon is living in LA with brendon

mikey isn’t the only person that spencer and pete have both slept with

jon and cassie are still on good terms even though their relationship didn’t work out

brendon is hypersexual (i feel like i’ve mentioned this as well but it’s gonna be important as fuck in the third arc)

the fic/series itself has actually made me cry. twice.

gavin and spencer’s relationship is lowkey based off of my last relationship

london spencekey is 100% self-indulgent at this point

jon and joe have definitely made out for science (in high school)

dallon has a small tattoo on their wrist that says 6-1-3 on it (which is the day breezy died)

in the third arc, there are going to be more fandom famous people involved

originally, wsyict was supposed to be linear and starting in 2007, instead of right after mm17 ended

i forgot about pete’s 2005 suicide attempt in mm17 but i’m not going to put it in wsyict bc it wouldn’t work with the plot and, contrary to popular belief, i don’t just do things for the sake of angst

pete is still a sad boy tho

gerard is a trans lesbian but she’s mostly closeted so…. no one in the main cast really knows. but she is.

linda adopts a child later but only bc my sim linda had a daughter and i got too attached to the sim child to let her go fully

i’m gonna stop myself there bc there is…. Too Much in this universe for me to talk about

#nohic #mile marker 17

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robinrunsfiction · 5 years

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Valentine’s Challenge 2019 Day 1

Pairing: Ryan Seaman x Reader Rating: General Requested By: @scrolling-my-life-away Author’s Note: ❤ Hello everyone! So as I’ve posted about before, I’ve challenged myself to write a short fic for each of the first 14 days of February. Also I had received a note from @scrolling-my-life-away requesting more Ryan in general, and I fully agree there is not nearly enough of that adorable blue haired drummer, so I hope you enjoy this and I already have another in the works based on the request you sent ❤ This is the first fic is actually I wrote for this challenge and it ended up a little short. It is inspired by the prompt reblogged from @fanficy-prompts: "seated together at a family-style restaurant and everyone thinks they’re a couple already AU"

It had already been a long day when you finally got up from your desk and went to lunch. You had forgotten that it was Valentine's Day since you had been single for a while and had been much too busy lately to look for a date. You became painfully aware of the holiday though as your coworkers started receiving boxes of chocolates and bouquets of flowers throughout the morning. It made the office smell quite nice, but it made you feel particularly blue that nothing would be coming for you.

To try to cheer yourself up, you took yourself to lunch at your favorite diner down the street, but when you arrived, you realized that you weren't the only person who had the same idea.

"How many, sweetie?" The hostess asked when you walked in. The diner was a frequent stop for you, and you always came alone, but the hostess always asked how many people you’d be dining with. You hadn’t decided if it was insulting, or if she was just optimistic that one day you would have a friend with you.

"One," you replied gloomily. She looked around the busy dining area.

"Looks like we only have one spot open at the counter, is that ok?"

"That's fine," you replied, before making your way to the open spot between two older gentlemen, one you recognized as a man named Bill, who you had spoken to a few times before. He smiled at you pitifully as you sat down, and the one on your left downed his coffee and left.

"Geez, I'm chasing all the men away," you muttered under your breath. Bill chuckled quietly and went back to reading his newspaper.

You opened your menu and decided straight away you were going to treat yourself. When the waitress came over you ordered a double stack of chocolate chip pancakes with extra whip cream and a coffee. Feeling bored and more than a little awkward, you pulled out your phone and started scrolling.

"Excuse me, is this spot open?" You heard a voice ask.

You turned and saw a man with bright blue hair standing behind you. "Nope, totally available," you replied with a smile as he sat down. You put your phone away, suddenly hopefully about your lunch break.

"Place sure is packed," he remarked as he glanced through the menu.

"Yea, I've never seen it like this," you replied.

"My name's Ryan, by the way,” he said with a smile that reached all the way to his eyes, as he glanced up from his menu.

"(YN).” Just then the waitress returned with your coffee before turning her attention to Ryan and taking his order.

"I thought you were chasing the men away today," Bill said quietly.

"Oh, can it Bill," you replied with a harsh whisper, rolling your eyes

."So do you come here often?" Ryan asked after placing his order.

"Once in a while, usually when I'm having a tough day at work I come down for a long lunch. You?"

"I've been here a few times after a show, but this is definitely a different crowd than I’m used," he replied surveying the dinner that was filled with a lot of senior citizens enjoying the Valentine's Day special discount meal.

"I suppose this is a different sort of blue hair than you're used to," you said with a laugh, hoping the joke would land.

Ryan let out a loud laugh as he put one hand over his mouth and the other on yours. "That is true," he replied. You let you a sigh and grinned at his response.

The conversation flowed easily between you and Ryan as you talked about his band, music, and the best types of breakfast foods until your orders came out. You suddenly felt a little self-conscious of your massive order of pancakes and the mountain of whipped cream on top.

"You weren't kidding about pancakes being your favorite!"

"I never kid about pancakes," you laughed.

As you both dug into your meals, an older lady came up behind you.

"Excuse me, I just wanted to say you two are the cutest couple in this whole diner. I can tell you're very good together, you light each other up," she said warmly.

"Oh, umm," you stammered, blushing feverishly.

"Actually we only just met," Ryan said, much more coherently than you could have in the moment. "But maybe you'd like to go out sometime?" Ryan asked you.

“Yea, I’d love to!” You replied with a grin before stuffing a fork full of pancakes in your mouth to keep yourself from squealing with delight.

Both you and Ryan finished your meals and paid before making your way outside into the cool February air.

“I’ll call you tonight then, maybe we can go on that date this weekend?” he asked tentatively.

“Can't wait,” you replied. Just then he reached out and took your hand, giving it a squeeze as he placed a kiss on your cheek, which lit up with a blush as soon as he did.

“Happy Valentine's Day, (YN).”

He was right, now it was a Happy Valentine's Day.

Masterlist

#idkhow #i don't know how but they found me #idkhbtfm #ryan seaman #ryan seaman x reader #ryan seaman/reader #ryan seaman fanfic #ryan seaman fan fiction #ryan seaman imagine #idkhow fan fic #idkhow fanfic #valentine's day challenge

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