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bunn-iiii · 1 year
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Two Ryan Ross photo edits I did a couple days ago :]
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hihijayne · 1 year
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If ryan were to drop a tell all book I would gladly purchase one and that's all I have to say lmao
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transmascskywalker · 2 years
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if br*ndon urine doesn’t stop making shitty music under the panic name i am going to strangle him and play shuffleboard on his giant fucking forehead
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idkdrarryig · 1 year
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We’re only playing the young veins at panics funeral, I don’t make the rules justice for Ryan Ross and Dallon Weekes young veins and idkhbtfm supremacy
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rexyx3 · 1 year
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The headline should’ve been: “Brendon Urie finally frees Panic! at the Disco after holding it hostage for 14 years out of sheer pettiness.”
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earlysunsets9 · 1 year
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i'm sorry WHO
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streamsofstardust · 2 years
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if anyone needs me i'll be curled into a ball in bed sobbing over ryan ross
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am-i-losing-myself · 1 year
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Panic at the disco is ending and this is the best day of my life!!!!!!!!!
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cluster92 · 2 years
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its literally traumatising that people just know panic for high hopes 😭 ryan ross you deserve better babygirl
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girl-named-sandoz · 5 months
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Vicious and Carved Out of Stone
Relationship: Pete Wentz/Ryan Ross
Content warnings: kidnapping, blood, nongraphic injury, threats of violence, amputation, intimate whumper
Words: 170
“W-what are you doing?” Ryan asks when Pete grabs his hand and pins it flat to the table. 
Pete smiles—Ryan never knows if that’s a good or a bad thing. The bruising pressure on his wrist tells him it’s probably the latter. “Don’t give me that look… I just want to have something to send back to your family. They probably miss you so much, Ry.” 
Ryan whimpers when he catches a glimpse of the knife in the other man’s hand, trying to jerk his own out of Pete’s hold. “M-my hair,” he tries. “Or my clothes…” 
The laugh Pete gives him sends needle pinpricks down his spine. He shakes his head almost sympathetically and asks, “Don’t you think they deserve something better?” 
“Pete, please.” 
He raises the knife, holding firmly to Ryan’s wrist when he begins to struggle. “No, baby… I’m going to send them one of these pretty fingers.” 
Ryan lets out an agonized scream, and when the knife comes back up, it’s dripping with his blood. 
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jamie2lamie · 1 year
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May 16th, 2023
I'm in third period right now. I don't really know what to do cause we're supposed to be studying for the EOC that's on Thursday, but like I suck at studying... and I'm so close to having a breakdown at any second. This school has literally traumatized me, the only reason I stay is because of my friends and because I got into an art program for next year. I'm coping by listening to anything Ryan Ross is in, he's literally the only reason I'm staying alive. My goal in life is to meet him one day, like I'm so determined. Another reason I'm living, besides my friends and Ryan Ross, is because I have three concerts coming up this year. I swear this school makes me want to end it all sometimes, they literally have suicide hotlines on the back of the ID's. Another goal/motivation I have is to stay alive long enough to see MCR live. If someone even looks at me weird today, I will break down. Like I have such a fragile emotional state right now. Literally, I cry a little bit every time a song from 'Pretty. Odd.' comes on like it's so comforting, but it hits me like a ton of bricks. I can't take all these tests and homework right now. Each of my classes has work for me, I'm failing two classes, I have a C in like two other ones, a B in two, and one A. I'm struggling so much, and I know it's because I'm lazy, but I really don't have the motivation to even try anymore. There are so many assignments on top of the tests, and the most important classes are the ones that I'm failing and the ones I have an EOC for. I hate this school with a passion, literally earlier in the year, my counselor told me that I should go back to therapy. I think I'm gonna have to take Biology again because I'm doing so bad. Like, my parents, especially my mom, always say that I'm smart, so it "doesn't make sense why I'm not doing well in my classes and on my tests." I just think that I'm gonna explode any second. Last night, I was doing Biology homework while crying to a Panic! album. This school always says that their top priority is their students.. that's literal bs. I know the simplest answer is to lave the school, but it's all I know, it's like Stockholm Syndrome. I think that if I leave everything will go wrong. And I'm trying to convince myself that I'm not into a certain guy because all my friends say that I deserve better. I guess I do, but he's a nice guy, but I keep trying to put into my head that I deserve better, because I guess I do technically. Like anytime I bring him up to a friend they just make a disgusted face, I only have like 3 supportive friends, and then the other ones who say they support it make contradicting statements. I think it's just easier if I just got over him, it'll just be better for me. Like, I've done it before, lied to myself till I believed it, so how hard could it be to do it again? The last time I did this it took about 2-3 months, and they totally sucked, but I was down bad for the last guy so this one should be easier to get over.
Have a better morning, noon, day or night than I'm having <3
-jamie :((((
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what-if-nct · 2 years
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hihihi today's reminder is i spent all evening listening to vices/pretty odd era panic and now I'm once again furious at Brendon Urie for everything because that was the literal peak of music. imagine singing but it's better if you do and then thinking anything he's released for the past few years deserved to be attached to the same band name. absolutely ridiculous.
Hii, Yes, I love Brendon Urie slander! And you are absolutely correct, anything Brendon Urie has created in like the last what 8, 9 years? Can't even hold a candle to early Panic, he should just go by Brendon Urie at this point, cause one it's just him, he's a solo artist it's no longer a band. Only The Ready Set, SayWeCanFly and old Never Shout Never can do that cause that was an indie scene music thing, we already just accepted it for them. Everything Ryan Ross has written, a work of art. Brendon can try but he just kind of sounds like a cheap imitation of the band that use to be. Also Brendon just sucks as a person, he's just holding on to Panic At The Disco to hold on to any relevancy. Also 2013 and beyond Panic I don't count as emo, I will definitely gatekeep emo, I understand why goths gatekeep goth, music based subcultures are sacred and should never be watered down. Emo music was an integral part of my youth, I take it very seriously. Like I know I'll never be goth cause I one only listen to The Cure and Switchblade Symphony and I'm just emo even if I don't look it anymore, well I kinda still look scene and scene is just a subsect of emo. Emo forever, I'm literally listening to Sleeping With Sirens right now. Also as an elder emo,I accept lil huddy mainly cause he said Peirce The Veil is one of his favorite bands and he feels authentic. Also if you only listen to Panic, MCR and FOB and JUST them, your bare minimum emo cause how?? Not even Paramore? Flyleaf? Simple Plan? All American Rejects? Three Days Grace? All Time Low? We The Kings? Everyone knows Check Yes Juliette. How are you just living like that?
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omegalomania · 2 years
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hi!! just saw your post abt brendon and all the shit p!atd has covered up and i honestly feel so sick :// i have a question tho bc as much as i hate them now and wanna distance from them, i genuinely love some of their music but also i cant listen to it w/o being sick but i wanna enjoy the music solely yknow? dyou know how i could do that lol bc im gonna be sad if i can never listen to their songs the same way again
i cant say im an expert on any of this and it's hard because im of two minds. on one hand, yes, i love the idea of death of the author and reclaiming a work from a shitty person. on the other hand...i dont like the idea of continuing to validate that shitty persons work and maintain that persons relevance in the public eye, especially if it means that they get to coast off of that relevance and dodge consequences for their shit actions!
what muddies the issues so much with panic is that despite how much the marketing has pushed this idea...panic really isn't and never has been solely the brendon urie show. the band was started between two childhood friends (ryan ross and spencer smith). the band managed to exist because the original bassist, brent wilson, happened to know brendon urie and thought he could sing. the band got a record deal because ryan ross bothered pete wentz on livejournal enough times. panic at the disco got a career because pete wentz decided to take a chance on these kids from vegas and create an entire label to sign them. a fever you can't sweat out exists because of ryan ross and spencer smith as much as it does because of brendon urie. pretty odd exists because of jon walker and ryan ross and spencer smith as much as it does because of brendon urie. vices & virtues exists because of spencer smith and pete wentz and dallon weekes as much as it does because of brendon urie. too weird to live, too rare to die exists because of spencer smith and dallon weekes as much as it does because of brendon urie. death of a bachelor exists because of lolo as much as it does because of brendon urie. pray for the wicked exists because of brendon's 43 writers (yes, really, i counted, it has that many credited lmao) as much as it does because of the guy himself. all these records exist because of the producers and engineers that worked on them just as much as they do because of brendon urie, if not more so.
i don't want to downplay how many other hands have been involved in the machine of panic. brendon is not and never has been its sole engineer, no matter how much he's billed as the central creative mind. and i don't want to erase or dismiss how many other people contributed to that art because the one guy who owns the title now happens to be a garbage person, particularly since brendon didn't start the band to begin with! for however shit he was treated in the band, dallon has stated that he's still proud of a lot of the instrumentation and lyricism he put on too weird, and i want to still recognize a lot of that record as something i can admire.
for my part, i've still got a few panic albums on my ipod. i didn't...actually buy them because i was a broke college student when i got my hands on them lol so i didn't actually ever give the guy my money. and it's hard to listen to them now for the most part. i don't stream panic stuff, i don't give it views. if i listen to the older stuff, i do it on my own time and as isolated from statistics as possible. i don't support brendon voluntarily in any way and the only times i discuss him is to dunk on him mercilessly because he deserves it lol
i wish i had a better answer for you that could give you peace of mind, anon. the sad fact is that it's not a simple issue because the simplest part of the issue - that brendon urie is a sack of shit - is frustrated by the fact that he took ownership of a band that was never really his to begin with, and performs songs that he never actually wrote drawing from situations he never personally lived.
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oh-three · 1 year
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Station 19 S6E7:
- Hopefully Beckett takes Ross's report seriously and gets himself sorted. I kinda like the guy. So, has Beckett actually been drinking this whole time (and masking it with the mints), or is he relapsing because the house is crashing and burning under his leadership? - I knew Travis would regret telling Eli to leak the Dixon story. This is why you don't make impulsive decisions. - Again, the cops on this show. I miss the Ryan Tanner days even more. Less bad cops back then. Should've seen it coming down to a Crisis One call. FD vs PD, I mean. Things have been rough between them for a long time.  -- Poor kid just wanted to make a pound cake. Jesus Christ. - The look Carina gave Maya. Yeah, you ain't getting discharged. nice try. Maya, listen to your wife for once.  -- "I thought she was dead." 😭  Jack has so much heart and deserves just so much better.  -- "I lose you either way, Bella. I'd rather lose you and have you be alive." THAT LINE. THE DELIVERY. She made the right choice, and hopefully Maya will come to see that in time. - I hate the Ross/Sullivan ship, but damn I love Ross on her own. Sully, too. But especially Ross. She's such a great chief, I'm glad she was chosen. - Seeing how the kid reunited with his mother, I'm gonna be pissed if Crisis One gets terminated. It's done so much good for so many people. Shitttttttt. Eli, what happened, man. You were supposed to not leak that article. - HE'S MEETING HIS SISTER. - Welcome back, Jack.
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illbeyoursunshine · 1 year
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The Light Went Out
Who: Abby and Ryan Where: Sitting around the bonfire they made on the beach When: April 12th Notes: Abby called Ryan to meet her on the beach. After opening a portal for them, they went to her house to grab a box that had been sitting in the back of her closet, along with a large gift before porteling back to the beach.
Abby: Looking around the quickly darkening sky, Abby waited as Ryan used his powers to light the logs that she piled into a large square. The flames slowly growing as the wind blew through her hair, dark locks flying in her face as she tried to control the messy tendrils from obstructing her vision.
Ryan: “Are you sure you want to do this Abby?” He asked, looking at the large box that was currently sitting in the sand next to her. Worry for the woman he had become so close to in just a short year surging through him as he softly rubbed her back. Wanting to be able to take the pain away from her, but not having the power to do so.
Abby: Nodding her head the smaller woman moved to sit in the sand next to the box of things she’d brought with them when they went back to the beach. Her hand brushing over one of the shirts, fingers softly playing with the fabric as she took a deep, shaky breath as she tried not to let the tears fall down her cheeks. “Yeah...I need to do this. He’s never coming back to me..I need to stop holding onto him like this. It’s making it so hard to let myself love Mason the way he deserves to be loved. I just...I didn’t want him seeing me like this.”
Ryan: Taking a seat next to her he couldn’t help but pull her into a hug. Letting her cry the moment his arm wrapped around her. “I know this is difficult Abs. I know how much you loved him.” He cooed, trying his best to be there for the woman who had helped him throughout his career. “Hey, I brought my speaker. Why don’t you put on some music? It might make you feel better?” He offered, handing the black roll over to her.
Abby: “I do love him. I love him more than anything and it’s not fair. I don’t know what I did to lose his love. I tried so hard to do everything in my power to stop fighting with him. All I wanted was to be in his arms. I feel so broken without him Ry.” She cried as she leaned against his shoulder, taking his speaker into her hands.” And I can’t let myself grieve in front of Mason, because I feel so fucking bad about it. I don’t want him thinking he doesn’t mean anything to me. That I don’t want to be with him..I just...it hurts.” Turning on the speaker she took a breath. “Please don’t judge me for this...” She spoke, her fingers scrolling through her phone until Brendon’s voice came through the speaker. “Did you know this whole album was about me?” She asked as Middle of a Breakup started playing. “This one was when he left me for Ross the first time. I was trying so hard to get him back...and we would...well like he sang, have make up sex in the middle of a break up.” 
Ryan: “I know how that one is. I wrote a few songs about Miah when we would break up. It was the only way I would make it through the break up. I think I would have crumbled if I didn’t write back then. Though...I never would have made it into a whole ass album for this very reason.” Ryan told her truthfully as the next song played. “Is this about you too?”
Abby: As the tears streamed down faster down her cheeks, she nodded. The very first shirt Brendon had made for this tour in her hands that he’d given to her when they first came in. “Yeah...I really thought we’d be okay when he sent this one in. I listened to the whole album before getting it ready for the world to hear it..and it really gave me hope. Especially when he picked a girl that resembled me for the videos.” Brushing the tears away Abby tossed the shirt into the flames as she watched it slowly began to catch fire.
Ryan: “Yeah, I really did think you’d make it when you got back together, but everything happens for a reason, right? He was clearly making way for you and Mason to get together. So it can’t be all bad, right?” 
Abby: “Yeah..that’s what I have to keep reminding myself. Mas loves me the way I deserve. I just...I never wanted to have to go through a divorce. And I feel so stupid for letting myself feel so down because of this. I mean he immediately went and got into another relationship. That should show just how much I meant to him, right?” She asked as she turned towards her friend, tears rolling down her cheeks once again
Ryan: Holding her tighter he shook his head. “Abs, don’t do that. You know just how much he loved you. Just because he doesn’t anymore, doesn’t mean it was never there to begin with. Sometimes people just drift apart. There’s nothing you can do when that happens but accept it and move on with your life.”
Abby: “I know and that’s what I’m trying to do.” She whispered, her voice getting lost in the wind as she tossed a photo of them from their wedding into the fire. “I just wish it didn’t hurt like this. I wish I didn’t love him.”
Ryan: “I know you do. I would take it away from you. That feeling if I could, but I’ve learned that when it comes to a love like that...it never goes away for long. Just ask Sienna.”
Abby: Nodding her head she remembered how hard it was for Sienna to forget her love for Spencer, only to have them be pushed back together from how strong their love was. “I know and I wouldn’t ask that of you. I don’t want to forget that I loved him...I just don’t want to love him anymore.” She sighed as she tossed in the bear hed given her for christmas one year.
Ryan: “It does get easier Abs. It also helps that you have Mason here with you. I think this would be so much harder without him.” Rubbing her back softly he watched as the bear caught fire. The little panic shirt he was wearing slowly turning into ash.
Abby: “I would be dead if it wasn’t for Mason. I don’t think I could do this without him. I really do love him Ry. He makes me believe in love again. I hate that he doesn’t have my heart completely, because if anyone deserves it, he does.” She smiled slightly as she thought about her boyfriend. 
Ryan: “I really like that he makes you smile like that. I feel like I never see you smile anymore.” Rocking them from side to side he hugged her tighter as she threw in a pile of photos
Abby: As the tears slowly stopped streaming down her cheeks she took a deep breath, almost as if a weight left her shoulders. “He does make me smile. I want to spend my life with him, I just....I need to let go of Brendon before I can do that.” Looking towards the speaker she sighed “Thank you for this. For letting me just cry and burn all these memories. It’s helping.” She spoke as she looked down at her wedding set. “I don’t want to burn these...I want to give them to Mar when she gets older...do you think...can you make duplicates for me? So I can still throw them in?” She asked, unsure if he’d even be able to.
Ryan: “If that’s what you think you need, you know I’ll do anything for you. Here.” Holding his palm over hers he focused on the metal, creating two rings in the center of her palm. “They should catch fire easily.” He told her as he watched her throw the rings he’d created into the fire.
Abby: “Thank you for this. You can go if you need. I think I’ll be okay now. I feel a bit better now.” She offered him a small smile as she emptied the box into the flames. “I’m just going to sit here until the flames go out. Be alone with my thoughts.”
Ryan: Nodding his head Ryan kissed her temple before giving one last hug. “If you need me again, you know I’m just a call away. I’ll come back the minute you need me. Don’t let anything stop you if you need me. You got this Abs! You’re such a strong woman!” Standing he took his leather jacket off, wrapping it around her shoulders. “You got this. I love you Abs.” He smiled as he opened a portal for himself, pausing for a moment to look at her before stepping through. Letting her be alone with her thoughts. 
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earlysunsets9 · 1 year
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brendon urie had the opportunity to end panic after death of a bachelor but he decided not to
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