older ; ryden
ryro: i think i like you beebo: you shouldn't
brendon ™ sent you a snap! Please read the whole thing in case you miss some character developments :)
Brendon was a boy in love. Ryan was the pitcher for the school baseball team. {Just a ryden baseball au I thought would be cute!} Brendon's POV
After being left at the altar the night before his wedding to Pete-fucking-Wentz, Ryan cashes in his honeymoon tickets to Hawaii where he finds that maybe not all men are assholes.
not mine!!!!!!! creds go to SoloChaos on archive of our own just another copy of the forest fic make sure you have tissues
Ryan Ross was a guitar player in a small band called Close Corners, and by small, he meant that they played sold out shows every night and toured the world. He was a shy guy, he only ever opened up to the people he was close to. He was sensitive and sweet, and none of the things Brendon Urie was. Brendon was a fucking...
"brendon i cant." ryan whispers seductively in my ear as i lay there. "ryan, we were meant to be, who cares what your mom thinks?" i see tears in his eyes as he gets up and turns away, ive hit a nerve. i get up and hug him tightly from behind. "no one said loving each other would be easy." i whisper into his ear.
Addict: A person who is addicted to a particular substance, typically an illegal drug. No matter what your drug of choice is, an addiction is an addiction. Getting help is the only solution.
In the French language, there is only one word for Adventure and Affair. Aventure. Brallon, Ryden, you choose. But there's one thing that's certain: love is not a choice. If you fall, you eventually get hurt.
It's been years since Ryan and Brendon have spoken. Ryan has crossed Brendon's mind a few times since the split, but nothing has hit him as hard as tonight
Brendon Urie? Just an average teenager in high school, right? Yea, until he meets a boy that makes him melt. That boy's name is Ryan Ross.