#patd ddne

[bruisesndcontusions]

ryro as your older brother who takes care of you like a dad. walk with me.

i mean who else is gonna take care of you? your real dad is an utter dead beat with the shortest fuse imaginable, and your mom is no where to be seen.

you're completely reliant on ryan - and he loathes you for it.

you're the center of his world, against his will. countless times has he had to cancel band practice early to make you dinner and get you ready for school in the morning, and his social life, (which was never really thriving anyways) is shot when he has to drive you to every practice and after school event.

its only fair for you to pay him back, and ryan doesnt see you in a greasy fast food joint slaving away for the gas money you owe him anytime soon.

but, thankfully, ryans decided you can pull your weight a different way.

you always frustrate him most during homework time. sitting across from eachother on his messy bed as ryan tries to explain to you the same math formula for the tenth time.

your visions blurry from the sheer embarrassment, but you can still make out ryans angry face, and the tear stained paper he's shoving in your face.

"you cant fuckin' do anything, can you?" your older brother spits out, moving off the bed and onto his feet, his wirey frame hovering over you as you sputter and wipe your face. you never really know if you're supposed to answer questions like that, so you stay silent - that only seems to anger ryan more.

"guess not." ryan huffs out a forced chuckle, "roll over. show me you can be worth something." he commands, and it almost concerns him how quickly you obey. though, it works out in his favor, you being so desperate to please.

ryan does away with your crumpled up algebra work and lightly chewed number two pencil, pushing your face into his pillows before beginning.

"i do so much for you, you know that?" you shudder as he grips the waist band of your pants, making an attempt to get up and run, just for ryan to hold you down with a strong hand on your back.

you grip his ever stained bedsheets with might, trying to squirm away as ryan lowers your house shorts, making a sound of approval at your lack of underwear.

your eyes close instinctively as his weight makes the bed dip, straddling you inbetween his legs as your shorts are completely discarded. "its your turn to do something for me." ryan hums, forcing himself inside you with a low grunt; his back arching as the arms keeping him upright shake wildly.

you cry into ryans pillow case, shivering as he barely fits inside, tearing you a bit due to the force. you just lay there, chest heaving, and whining a bit when he finishes on your back.

"say thank you dad for taking care of me." ryan instructs.

[needyandannoying]

captor that chains me to the headboard of the bed before they fall asleep just in case i get any ideas throughout the night. captor that presses on the fresh bruises they gave me just to hear me whine and see my eyes get glassy. captor that never raises their voice at me, not even when they’re mad at me. they just ignore me effortlessly as if i had never even existed in the first place. i’ll cry and beg them to pay attention to me and it’s not until i’m kneeling on the floor in front of them and waiting faithfully for them to say anything to me that they finally do. they love to see how desperate i am for their affection, seeing as i have no one else’s to rely on anymore. they know i’d do whatever to keep them happy as long as they don’t get rid of me.

[d0llar4ur-insides]

hi!!!

you can call me liv!!!

this is my dead dove/darkship bandom blog, don’t report, just block!

i like writing and reading dead dove!!! i'll write about anything BUT gore, scat, zoophilia, & feederism…anything else's fine!

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i'm bisexual and cis fem (she/her), i have bpd, anxiety, and ednos!! im sensitive so i get sad easily and i get attached to people... i live in east asia so my interaction time might be weird!

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[calicoistwisted]

I baby fever era Brendon Urie because I want to corrupt him I’m sorry. Like imagine Brendon in the early days of Panic and he’s soooo pent up and soooo emotional and he’s so scared that the band might fail and he needs that guidance so. He confides in you because he has no one else, he can’t even go to Ryan because he doesn’t want his best friend to think he’s a sensitive little loser :(((

So he lowkey goes to you for advice and for a shoulder to lean and cry on and. And you take advantage of that and treat him like he’s your little brother just to say “oh Brendon, no one gets you like I do..” while rubbing his thigh up and down. And he swallows and his Adam’s apple bobs when you run your hand over his growing boner.

And he feels so guilty about being so turned on by the thought of someone like you (who he sees as a sibling), touching him and being handsy with him.. and you LOVE it. And you’re all over each other the next second, groping each other and making out, all that’s being heard are you guys’ joined panting and the whimpers he lets out when you stick your knee between his legs and nudge it against his erection.

And you know he’s a virgin too. And he’s so scared and nervous and he starts to panic and tries to push you off, saying “no-no please- I’m a virgin, I..I don’t want to do this yet-“ and you just fist his hair and drag his lips back to your mouth.

He eventually gives up but only when you snake your hand into his jeans and start palming him through his boxers. What a whore, am I right guys?

Smh this post makes zero sense but idc

[bruisesndcontusions]

why are we so focused on pete being the evil one in wentzross.ryan is also batshit crazy.add some teenage hormones on that and hes just like pete in his own special way.

ryan calling pete a disgusting ped as he rides him.slapping pete until he cries and begs for him to get off of him, telling him hes going to hell for fucking boys who are barely eighteen. pete would sob and get snot all over himself like the pathetic fuck he is, just shaking and trying to explain that he swears hes normal.hes not a bad guy, he cant help that he loves ryan so much.ryan punches him in the head for thinking a man his age could love a could be high schooler :(

when ryans the one fucking him hes even worse.giving pete no prep or lube,ryan doesnt even give him the grace of a spit soaked cock.ryan tells pete that degenerates like him dont deserve to feel good when they get fucked.of course, pete doesnt get to cum either,ryan would just kick him in the balls until he was bored.

ryan would cut petes name into himself.unprompted.pete hadnt even got to that level of control.yet here ryan is, bleeding in his shared bathroom with his father on camera, his hip bone poking out just below where you see "pete" scrawled in big, bloody letters.

sending pete the photo with a sweet little text accompanying it "look at what i did 4 you :)"

i think i know more about wentzross than you do genius.

[bruisesndcontusions]

Older!mean! bf Ryan taking advantage of u 🤤

yesyeysyeysyeyseyses

ryan finding you online for a quick hook up, but youre way too obsessive and clingy so he has to keep you around. constantly saying things like 'i was on tour when you were in diapers.'

you're such a big fan of him, you'll let him do anything he wants. ryan'll smack you in the face when you annoy him, then let you crawl into his big arms while you cry, shushing you and saying youre so much more prettier when you shut the fuck up.

ryan doesn't love you, but at least he says he does while soothing over the bruises he inflicted!!

[bruisesndcontusions]

this looks like jon and brendon. i don’t even have a hot caption or idea, i just wanna see them fuck nasty style.

[bruisesndcontusions]

im such a fiend for older brother’s friends taking advantage of reader’s naivety and fear…..

thinking.. older ryro who is a friend of your bigbro brendon. theyre the bestest of friends and brendon loves including you in their hangouts or band practices. brendon has always been protective of you, never letting you think of boys too much cuz well you have your bigbro! why would you need other boys in your life?

one night when ryro stayed over, you were talking to him in your room. brendon’s already passed out in his own bed, just few walls away from you both. ryro starts asking you shit like have you ever kissed anyone yet, starts touching you slowly and when you try to squirm away he convinces you that itll feel really good once you relax. uuggghhhh him kissing you messily, groping you really hard…

hes such a pervert omfg he would say shit like hes lucky hes the first one to taste you.. tugs your hands to palm his dick.. says brendon does this all the time so its okay for you to do it too!!!! when you refuse to suck his dick he’d pinch your nose…

-☢️

yesyeyesyeys i heart perverted older brother friends. also im so glad im getting so many ryan asks, i have ideas for him always.

ryan being the first person to ever give you attention.

always smiling at you during band practice, even sometimes winking - though you're semi convinced you're imagining it. he'd always bring you snacks and gifts, marching into the urie's family home and asking "where's my best friend?", just to push brendon out of the way and wrap you into a hug.

brendon absolutely seethes when he sees you blushing from the contact.

you have the biggest crush on him. but ryans way too old for you. he'd never like you back.. right?

when ryan came into your room at night during a sleepover between him and brendon, you were busy doing crafts by your lamp; the simple, childish act made ryans heart beat faster.

he'd ask you to sit on the bed with him, smiling as he looks around at your kiddie decorations. ryan would draw you in by talking about music and tv shows that you keep up with, nodding when you explain the latest episode, his hand just barely ghosting over your exposed knee. no boys even look at you, let alone let you talk about your interests.

"y'ever have a boyfriend?" ryan hums out the question, looking up at you with eyes that seemingly have no malice, just intrigue. "mm, no.." you admit, rubbing your arm bashfully. "is that embarrassing?" the question comes out more desperate than you wanted.

"not at all, sweetheart. its a good thing. guys are shitheads. wouldn't know what to do with an angel like you." ryan declares matter-of-factly, his thin hand trailing up your thigh, softly smoothing the skin, like hes trying to remember how it feels.

soon, ryan would ask if you wanted to find out what good boyfriends do. and who are you to decline? ryan always has a new girlfriend, so he must be a good boyfriend right?

"most boys won't do this for you. but i will." ryan says in between soft kisses to your inner thighs, gently taking off your sleep shorts and placing open mouthed kisses to your underwear clad crotch.