"Hi." His voice was silky and deep and smooth and reminded Ryan of mahogany and
lacquer. He leaned in a little and Ryan felt his next breath catch in the base of his throat.
"I'm Liam."
The problem was, Ryan really liked Liam. Liam was handsome and charming and funny.
Liam made Ryan forget about all the time he'd wasted silently pining for a certain someone
else. But Liam might not be as perfect as he seems, and Brendon may not be as oblivious as
he's let on.
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Rating:Mature
Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con
Category: M/M
Fandom:Panic! at the Disco
Relationships: Ryan Ross/Original Character(s), Ryan Ross/Brendon Urie
Author : colorblindbody
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||Hi! Reposter here, this story includes the following
- Violence,
- Sexual content,
- Dub-con/rape,
- Sexual abuse, and
- Fucked up shit in general
Please please please be warned that these topics will be part of the story and read at your own risk, but I will indicate the most triggering ones at the start of the chapter! Once again, stay safe and READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.