PAtD - MisunderstandingA/N: Just a little warning before you begin reading... this is a little naughty. XD;; It's not, like, NC-17 or anything (lol like I have the skillz to write pr0n), but some people might be a little uncomfortable reading it. It's probably, like, high-ish PG-13? The sex is only talked about, and just barely at that. Now, on with your regularly scheduled RYDEN DIRTY. 8DPAtD - Misunderstanding8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nobody was surprised when Brendon and Ryan started having sex.
Because, really, who didn't see that coming from a million fucking miles away?
No one really seemed to have a problem with it, either. As long as they didn't have to hear about it, it was fine.
But, you know, Brendon can't keep his stupid mouth shut, and, Spencer thought as he sat there in the cabin's living room, trying to ignore Brendon going on and on about how fantastic Ryan was in bed, maybe it was going to be a problem.
PAtD - Guyliner"Have you ever worn eyeliner before?"PAtD - Guyliner7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Wha- no. Why would I do that? I'm a guy."
Ryan continued to dig through a box full of all kinds of makeup and face paints, and casually said, "It's called 'guyliner', Brendon. You know, Pete Wentz and all of them, they wear it."
Brendon shrugged. "Doesn't mean I have to."
"If we're going to get signed, it doe- a-ha!" Ryan exclaimed, holding up a black eyeliner. "Found it."
He advanced toward Brendon with the pencil, a smirk plastered on his face.
"Ryan, what are you doing?"
Ryan climbed into Brendon's lap as if it were the most normal thing in the world, and stated, "I'm going to take your eyeliner virginity."
"But- wha- that's not. I don't want to."
Ryan pecked Brendon on the lips.
Brendon was dumbstruck, and all he could utter was, "Um. Okay."
Ryan smiled victoriously and held the pencil at the ready. "Look up."
PAtD - Not SorryYou take the lead,PAtD - Not Sorry8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ill take your hand,
Ill follow you just like we planned.
Up to your room and lock the door...
You lead me through the lobby, clutching my wrist, pulling me towards the elevator in the hotel lobby. You're more excited about this than I expected you to be. I can tell by the way you attack me with your lips immediately after the elevator doors close.
I push you away for a moment, asking, "Now, you're sure about this?" You nod anxiously. I continue, "But what about-?" but you cut me off, placing your finger on my lips, shushing me with a smile.
"Don't worry about her right now," you tell me. "This is what I want."
The elevator doors open at our floor, and you grab my wrist again, tugging lightly as we head towards your room - our room. You pull the key card out of your pocket and slip it into the door, and as soon as it indicates that the door is unlocked, you quickly push open the door and run in, leading me to the bed
PAtD - Another Day"So, Ry... those 'pornfics' you mentioned a while back..."PAtD - Another Day8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't bring that up. Not now."
"Aw, why not?"
"Not exactly what I want to think about when I'm cuddling innocently with my best friend."
"No, seriously though, where are they?"
"Why do you want to know? What are you going to do, read them?"
"I don't know. Maybe. I'm just curious."
"Well, Brendon, just your luck, I have no clue. A friend told me about them."
"Why do you want to read them so bad?"
"I just feel like it, okay?"
"Says the man lying in my arms."
"Hey, wait, where are you going?"
"I don't want to cuddle with you anymore."
"Bren? BREN. STOP IT."
"Aww. I don't wanna."
"You ARE gay."
"Maybe. Who cares?"
"I care. Stop feeling me up."
Just another day on the tour bus...
PAtD - Folkin' Around"It's about you, Ryan."PAtD - Folkin' Around7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What? No. It isn't."
Spencer pushed the piece of paper back into Ryan's hands. "Yeah, it is."
Ryan glanced down at the lyrics Brendon had just written and handed to them.
"Folkin' Around"... Brendon is more immature than we give him credit for sometimes.
"It's not about me."
"Fuck, Ryan. Read it again."
He did, skimming over the words. "I don't understand."
Spencer snatched the paper from his hands and enthusiastically pointed at each line as he said it. "When nothing really mattered, except for me to be with you, but in time, we all forgot, and we all grew... I've never been more scared to be alone..."
"I still don't see how that makes it about me, Spencer. Why the hell would Brendon write a song about me?"
Spencer blinked. "Dude. Seriously? I thought you knew."
Spencer opened his mouth to respond, but Brendon came back into the room, interruptingly took the paper right out of Spencer's hands, and g
PAtD - UntitledNo matter how much Ryan Ross tries to ignore it, it's not like he doesn't know what the fans think. Teenage girls who, for some reason, have this strange want to see him and Brendon together. He doesn't get it. Why does that excite them? How would that make them happy? Just, what the hell?PAtD - Untitled7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And yeah, he's thought about it from time to time, tried to understand what is going through their fans' heads with this whole pornfiction thing. But most of the time, he just tries to go on and forget it even ever came up in the first place. It's not important, right? They can have their fantasies, whatever.
In Munich, Brendon falls to the stage in mock exhaustion, but his high from the stage lights and adrenaline won't let him stop tapping his foot to the beat. He beckons Ryan to come over to him, for what, he doesn't know. He just wants to hear the fans scream some more, and Ryan knows that, so, in a stroke of spontaneity, he sits on top of Brendon, strad
PAtD - Stuck? -CRACKFIC-Spencer walked into the back lounge of the bus to the sight of Ryan sitting in a plastic laundry basket.PAtD - Stuck? -CRACKFIC-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It's no secret that Ryan is kind of small, but laundry baskets are somewhat smaller, and Ryan didn't exactly fit. Spencer hoped that maybe Ryan fell in and got stuck or something. However, the content smile on Ryan's face said otherwise.
"Ryan. Dude. What are you doing?"
"This is awesome, okay, Spence. You should totally try this. It's so tight."
"Um, what? You're, you're stuck, right?"
"No." Ryan glanced over at him. "I like being in here. It's fine."
And then it dawned on Spencer. "Shit. You're stoned, aren't you?"
"What? No." Ryan shook his head innocently. "I'm not high, either. I just really like this laundry basket."
He wasn't entirely sure Ryan was telling the truth. If Ryan wasn't totally wasted, now would be a good time to start worrying about his mental state and possible strange fetish for sitting inside of plastic containers... but even if he looked pretty sober, i
PAtD - Last I CheckedRyan glanced across the dressing room, finding the sight of Brendon and Shane talking, close. Shane said something, Brendon smiled and laughed.PAtD - Last I Checked7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And then Shane kissed him, casually, but still totally full-on, said something quietly, and left the room.
This, naturally, surprised Ryan just a tiny bit. He walked over through the group of people crowding the room to Brendon and asked, "What was that?"
Brendon gave him an odd look. "What was what?"
Ryan made a vague pointing motion in the direction of the door, not finding it in himself to actually articulate what he had just seen.
"Oh, that," Brendon said, and gave Ryan a look that was clearly meant to say "duh". "Um, me and Shane are dating?"
Normally, when you find out your best friend is dating someone new, it's generally a good thing to be nice about it and encourage them by telling them how happy you are for them. But Ryan apparently had no sense of manners and shot back, "Why?"
Brendon gave him another skep
How To Annoy Ryan Ross1. Call him "George", "George Ryan", or "George Ryan III". Insist on calling him one of these because his real name isn't "Ryan".How To Annoy Ryan Ross8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2. Ask about the exclamation point.
3. Ask about the song titles.
4. Ask him when he and Brendon are gonna hook up, then ask if you can watch.
5. Tell him only girls should wear eyeliner.
6. Ask him to sing without Brendon.
7. Make fun of his singing.
8. Sic his fangirls on him.
9. Constantly remind him of all his fangirls.
10. Print off all of the Ryden fanfics you can find and mail them to him-this will also annoy everyone at the post office because they'll be backed up for a long, long time.
11. Every five minutes, ask him if he'll do your makeup.
12. Insist that he goes to Hot Topic with you.
13. Incessantly sing the chorus of "I Write Sins, Not Tragedies", and only the chorus.
14. Tackle him and whisper in his ear "I just had a wet dream through a web zine."
15. Tell him his dog is cuter than him.
How To Annoy Brendon UrieHow To Annoy Brendon Urie...How To Annoy Brendon Urie7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Tell him high altitudes are no excuse for bad vocals.
2. Call him a virgin.
3. Tell him you know what Ryan and him did last night.
4. Ask him if he was the butch or the bitch last night.
5. Tell him that he's over compensating for something with that huge acoustic bass guitar of his.
6. When he denies the above accusation, say, "That's not what Ryan saaaaaid."
7. Tell him that Ryan went public with their relationship and watch him freak out.
8. Walk by and mutter something about "...stupid Mormons...."
9. Tell him D&D sucks.
10. Steal his glasses. When he gets mad, say he looks better with contacts anyway.
11. Pronounce his last name wrong on purpose.
12. Tell him about Ryan and Pete's secret relationship.
13. Tell him he really should /not/ have danced with the "harlots" during "There's A Good Reason...", even though you know you liked it.
14. Look him right in the eyes, and say "2006 VMAs."
15. Ask him if he wore that red and black top hat in bed with