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Harry Styles and Brendon Urie

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Timothée Chalamet and Tom Holland

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“I’m sorry, did Cap just say ‘language’???”

game time!

every time you see this post you have to reblog with a different marvel quote (no repeats)

i’ll start: “i’m a god you dull creature!”

[numberfoursbetterman]

I know I only have 21 followers, but hey, maybe one of y’all could request.

Drabble Challenge! #1 - 150

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!

Take the long way around

Can you shut up for five minutes, please???

He’s been gone for quite a while

I can’t see anything.

I heard a noise.

Scary movies are for chumps.

You’ve gone to the bathroom fifty times today.

The floor is lava.

Where’s my food?

I bet you feel like an artist

Did you ever clean the attic?

Can I be of assistance?

Get out of the way before I murder you.

I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship

You’re breaking my heart, babe.

Cry me a river.

Build a bridge.

Get over it.

Another credit card?!

It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!

When’s the last time YOU cleaned the bathroom?

I don’t know why I married you.

Have you ever lied to me?

If I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing them all away.

Aren’t you supposed to be the adult?

I’m stuck! Help me!

I swear, I’m not scared.

What do you think a cupholder is for?

You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?

Turn that sh*t off!!!!

When’s that last time we went on a date?

I thought you didn’t like cats?

The door’s locked.

Remember when you were a kid and you ______ (insert memory)

I’ll just tell your mom on you.

I thought you were nice.

I had a dream about you.

I work pretty hard around here, but you get all the credit

What color do you like better?

Am I your husband or your taxi service?

Take notes, sweetheart.

This is where you impress me, right?

Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.

I can’t believe you didn’t remember

If that makes me a child, so be it.

I could beat you up, you know that right?

Would it kill you to help people?

I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.

But, I said I love you.

Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?

I’m not weird, you’re just basic.

Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying

Take off your shirt.

Why’s there a pregnancy test in the trash?

Way to go, kid.

I found the candles, we’ll be alright.

We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.

You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?

…or we could make out….

I said “I HAVE AN IDEA!”

Down the hall, second door on the left.

I warned you. He warned you. Your freaking mom warned you.

Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.

Are you even human?

We’ll talk later.

K.

I’m afraid.

I thought there was time.

Can you just leave me alone?

I’ll carry it.

We’re not ‘fine’.

Are you really taking his side right now?

I like proving you wrong.

Girls can’t drive, plain and simple.

Who are you?

I think you need stitches

Must be a coincidence

Can you be romantic for once?

This is your fault by the way.

Nothing bad is going to happen, baby, I promise.

Excuse me for falling in love with you.

I have fans. More fans than you to be exact.  

I paid for half and you ate three-quarters.

I knew you’d be mad.

If you die, I’m going to kill you.

You’ve never smoked anything in your life.

You gave me a black eye.

Stop looking at me like that, weirdo.

What if it sinks?

Birds can’t fly without wings.

Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.

That SOOO classifies as a date.

No backsies.

You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.

I never liked it, I lied.

Remember, we have to get up early tomorrow.

Are you trying to flirt? Because, you’re embarrassing yourself.

Remember when we were dating and you _____

Be brave, sweetheart.

I’m sorry, but that was adorable.

You don’t hate me, quit lying to yourself.

You hear that? That’s the sound of my awesomeness.

She’s my daughter, I can read her diary.

That’s a fact, Jack.

Actually, I couldn’t care less.

I try my best.

Doesn’t make a difference to me anyways.

I’m glad you’re mine.

You look pretty good for your age.

You passed out for like an hour.

Delete it. Now.

You’re a jerk.

Are you high?

No, you’re MY bitch.

Ew ew ew. You’re so gross.

Spare change for the poor and lonely.

She’s 6, how can she scare you?

When’s the last time we ______

He’s spoiled rotten.

I can’t stay long.

There’s nothing we can do.

Do you ever stop smiling?

Step aside and watch a pro.

Never give him stuff like that!

You’re the one who left it laying around.

I’m a lucky girl. I’ll admit that.

Teach me how to play?

It’s called a prank.

Well, you’re a prick.

Good, I hope you feel bad.

You have cold, you’re not dying.

I have reasons. You wouldn’t get it.

I hope you have a cold shower.

You don’t mean that.

Sing to me, please.

Did you enjoy yourself last night?

Why do they behave for you?

Stop making your own rules.

Don’t open an umbrella in the house.

You know what happens when you assume things.

That’s open for discussion.

Oh, what a shocker, you have an excuse.

Be serious for two minutes, please.

I cheated.

What’s the biggest lie you ever told?

Pillows are over-rated.

Zombies aren’t real, I promise.

Are we lost or do you know where we are?

We started with one and now we have seven. You have no chill.

*Make up your own*

Happy Writing! Visit @prompt-bank for more prompts!

[numberfoursbetterman]

Awe thank you! Also yes, I do write male writings! So I’m here if you ever want to mine anon :)

That makes a lot of sense!! Do you know any users who do write x male reader by any chance?

the only person I know of is @numberfoursbetterman and I think they’re great. I’ve read a couple of their fics.

But I will open this up to my followers if they know of anyone who does write male reader fics. Maybe they can reblog this with links or reply to this post?

I wish I was more help! I’m sorry! If I see any, I will for sure reblog them!

[numberfoursbetterman]

Thank you so much for this 🥰

5sos Emotional Support Group Chat

Hey guys! @cashton-queen​ @mysticalhood​ and I (@gigglyirwin) have decided that we need a support team. Not just any support team though. We need a 5SOS emotional support team! 

We really just want around 7-12 cool people to talk about the band with and to be there for each other when times get tough. 

This will be on the app Telegram (you can download on the app store and it is similar to WhatsApp)! We wanted to be as inclusive as possible which is why we are using this app. If you need help with the app contact @gigglyirwin​. 

Requirements:

-Must be following all of us: B, Tyra, Cindy   

-Be 18 or older

-Fill out this form

-Reblog this post so others can see!!

This isn’t a requirement, but if you want to come talk to us, you can!!! We will be tracking the tag #supportsos so if there is anything you want us to see use that tag!

Come join us!

Applications will be closing on January 24. We will be picking people by January 31 at the latest.

[numberfoursbetterman]

New Years Kiss

Pairing: Michael Clifford x Male!Reader

Requested: No

Prompt: You’re lonely and drunk on new years eve, surrounded by tons of party people drunk and already making out. What happens when you see newly single Michael talking to someone who isn’t you and you decide to intervene before the clock strikes 12 and they kiss?

Word Count: 793 

Warnings: alcohol use, swearing

**DISCLAIMER** I have nothing against Sierra nor Crystal and this imagine is pure FICTION AND IMAGINATION. I do not condone hate against the two so please don’t read this and think that’s what I’m trying to go for. Thank you for understanding and enjoy the imagine! **DISCLAIMER**

author’s note: this kinda just popped into head while I was stalking scrolling through Michael’s instagram. enjoy!

It was 10:00 and to you it seemed like the party was just starting. Then again you had just downed your fifth bottle of beer and you could feel the alcohol taking over your mind. You knew you would need it when the clock struck 12 so you wouldn’t have to watch all of the happy couples kiss each other. You were lonely, once again, on this lovely last night of 2019 and you couldn’t understand how everyone was maintaining their relationships.

You sighed, seeing Luke plop down onto the couch with Sierra. “Dude, we need to get you laid.” You heard him say and you laughed shaking your head. “I don’t need a relationship I always ruin the ones I get into.” You replied, shaking your head, as you took a swig of your sixth bottle of beer. Luke took the bottle from you, setting it down far away from you so you couldn’t get to it. 

“Alright you need to cool it on the beers.” He mumbled, motioning to Sierra to look after you while he went to check up on Michael. He had been taking care of both the whole night and he realized that maybe if he kept the two together, they wouldn’t be as much trouble apart. That and he knew both of you had a crush on each other so maybe he could be cupid and get the two of you dating. He just had to figure out how to do it while you guys are drunk. 

“Y/N, I’m worried about you. Is there anything I can do for you?” Sierra asked softly, her kind eyes looking at you as you tried to not look at her. “If you could find someone who loves me, that’d be fucking great.” You grumbled, your eyes wandering over to where Luke and Michael were now sat, talking quietly. Sierra followed your gaze and her eyebrows raised. “Y/N, he just got out of a relationship.” She said, referring to Michael. You scoffed, throwing your arm into the air.

“Don’t you think I know that? Crystal was a shit person to him anyways, so maybe he just needs someone to be there for him and then maybe fall in love with..” You trailed off, becoming distracted by the hot blonde (in Luke and Michael’s opinion, but don’t ever tell Sierra that) who had decided to plop themselves down on the couch next to the pair. Sierra’s eyebrows raised when she noticed the person next to them and almost went up to say something but she couldn’t leave you behind. 

Michael had started to drunkenly chat up the other person and your lips dropped into a frown. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, or you were sober enough to tell Michael the truth, but, you found yourself getting up from the couch and stalking over to the three as the other party people started to count down from 10. 

“10!”

“Y/N!” You heard Sierra yell from behind a ton of people but you were ignoring her.

“9!”

You were halfway to them and you saw them wink at Michael.

“8!”

You groaned slightly under your breath and got closer to them, hoping you’d get to them with all of the people in the way.

“7!”

Ashton decided that it was the perfect time to bump into you and see how you were doing.

“6!”

“How drunk are you right now and why do you look like your in a hurry?” He asked, an eyebrow raised in concern and curiosity.

“5!” 

“I’m pretty drunk and am about to stop Michael from kissing that blonde bitch so he can kiss me instead.” You stumbled out, barely looking at Ash now. 

“4!”

You moved past Ashton before he could say anything more and you were now standing in front of Luke, Michael and the blonde on the couch. 

“3!”

Luke looked up at you to say something but you interrupted him before he said anything. 

“Mike can I talk to you for a second?”

“2!”

“Dude! I’m trying to talk to someone right now, if you know what I mean.” He said, drunkenly winking at you. The other person giggle and you rolled your eyes. You didn’t say anything until you heard-

“1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!”

You grabbed Michael by the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to you before you pressed your lips onto his. You took Michael by surprise but he started to kiss you back after a second of standing there. You pulled back after a few seconds and rested your forehead on Michael’s. “Happy new year.” You said, quietly, slightly out of breath. 

Michael was about to respond when Sierra interrupted him.

“What the fuck Luke!”

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(Another) Author’s Note: Hello everyone! So sorry I haven’t posted in awhile, 2019 has been a rough year for me and I’ve been having SEVERE writers block lately. Also, sorry for dragging out the counting down, I thought it would be cute and fun and now I realize how annoying it is but if I change it then I have to change the format of the writing and this took me forever to write so *insert shrugging emoji here* Also also! Shoot me an ask if you want a part two? I feel like this could have a part two (especially with Luke and Sierra, like, what happened there?)

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THIS IS SO CUTE OMG THANK YOU 😭

Rubber Band m.c (alec)

WORDS: 1047

REQUESTED?: YES! (I am beyond happy to finally be able to say that)

@numberfoursbetterman​

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Alec was the type of person who loved to party. He would spend the weekends going party-hopping until he found something or someone to dull the stupid voices in his head. They told him he was different, that he wasn’t like every other guy. He wasn’t schizophrenic though. He was gay. Growing up in a super conservative household made it extremely difficult for him to be who he is. He grew up shunned for little actions like playing with dolls and walking in his moms heels. His father grew to be Alec’s greatest fear, even more than heights and spiders. His dreams were not haunted by needles, snakes, or clowns. They were all of his father finding out his darkest secret and lashing out on him. 

Keep reading

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Will it work?

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

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Loved the recent story with Dan! Looking forward to part two if you decide to write it!

Gosh I haven’t been on Tumblr (I haven’t had WiFi and my phone didn’t have the storage) but thank you so much! I am working on part two so hopefully it’ll be out soon ☺️

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The Future Is Clear, It’s Pretty Queer

Pairing: Dan Howell x Male!Reader

Requested: No

Prompt: Dan decides to come out to YouTube. You, being the nicest boyfriend ever, decides to help him with the shooting of the video. People see your head in a little part of his coming out video and rumors, as well as drama, ensues. 

Warnings: Swearing and hate (towards reader when the fans figure out it’s you)

Authors Note: This prompt had been on my mind for awhile and I just now decided to write it out as an imagine. 

Word Count: 1,236

You helped Dan as he set up his set for his new video. You were so happy for that he was coming out to his fans and just everyone else, who didn’t know his personal life, in general on the internet. You had known that he had wanted to come out for awhile but wanted to wait for the right moment. That’s when you suggested he do it during Pride month. He had agreed and here you both were setting up the black background and the big ring light that was always set right beside his camera. 

Now who are you exactly? Let’s go back to the day you and Dan met. It was during Vidcon and you were a fairly known Youtuber and you had a panel right before Dan. You had been done with your panel and meeting fans when you had run into Dan.  

“I’m s- omigod you’re Dan Howell.” You blurted out without realizing it. You had to admit that you were fan of Dan and actually meeting him left you speechless. He chuckled, helping you pick your stuff, as well as you helping him pick up his stuff. He didn’t say anything until everything was back to their rightful owner. 

“And you’re Y/N L/N. I’m quite a fan of you and your prank videos.” Dan said, holding his hand out to shake yours. You shook it and replied, “Me too- I mean, I’m a fan of you and your videos as well.” You said, correcting yourself. He nodded and was about to speak again when Phil gestured to him to tell him that they were about to be up. 

“Do you mind if I ask for your number? You know, just in case we don’t see each other after Phil and I’s panel.” Dan asked, quickly, sounding quite nervous while saying it. You nodded and wrote down your number on a piece of paper and handed it to him, waving goodbye as he rushed to the entrance of where the panel was being held. 

After that, Dan had texted you and you two hung out for the longest time before he had the courage to come out to you and ask you out. He was a nervous wreck before you told you as well. You had been out for awhile so he wasn’t worried about you not accepting him, he was worried that you might’ve rejected him when he asked you out. And now here the two of you were.

“Okay, Y/N, I think everything is perfect. Now get out of the frame before I have to come out to the whole world about two things before I’m ready about one of them.” He joked, but not really, pushing you playfully out of the frame of the camera. You giggled and got behind the camera pointing to him when it was recording. 

You heard a sigh come from him and then his famous “Hello, internet.” Dan was coming out of the closet. 

You knew that Dan had wanted the video to be a long one and he had warned you about bringing something to occupy yourself and something to eat and drink. You had listened to him about bringing something to occupy yourself, but not the food and drink part. So about an hour into the video, you were hungry. 

Now, to get from your spot to the kitchen it would mean you would have to walk past the camera. So you thought about doing the one thing any logical person would do: crouch down and walk over until you’re out of sight from the camera. Dan didn’t notice what you were doing until you were already walking and he got distracted for a second. 

“You could’ve told me you were hungry and I could have stopped this so you’d be able to walk past.” He said, chuckling, as he watched you, still crouched down on the floor. You shrugged and walked into the kitchen after mumbling; “What’s the fun in that?” He just shook his head and continued on talking, reminding himself to make sure you weren’t in the frame and to cut the part of him being distracted by you. 

By the time he was done and editing, he had forgotten to look for you in the frame and hadn’t noticed that a little part of your head could be seen for about three seconds before Dan had cut the part of him talking to you. The next day, the video was uploaded and that’s when everything took a turn for the good and for the worse. 

You were scrolling through twitter, reading all of the tweets about Dan’s video when you came across one that almost made you spill your drink all over yourself and your laptop. ‘@fansusername: did anyone else see @y/t/n in Dan’s video at 7:40? I swear that’s his head and not Phil’s for many reasons.’ Attached with the tweet was a few second clip of Dan’s video where you could clearly see a part of your head and no one could mistake your hair color with Phil’s. You tried to think of why people automatically assumed it’s you. There are tons of people out there with same color as you, just because you had that hair color doesn’t mean it’s you, right? As you kept on scrolling, more and more people were tweeting about you popping up. Freaked out, you rushed over to Dan, almost bumping into him as he was making himself some coffee. Dan turned around, his hands up.

“Woah there, where’s the fire?” He joked, his smile turning into a frown when he noticed your panicked expression. “What happened?” He asked in a rushed tone, leading you back to the couch so you both could sit down and talk about it. You pointed to your laptop, silently, and he picked it up, turning it back on. He read some of the tweets, a silent laugh appearing on his face. “That’s what you’re so worried about? People know we’re friends and I left that bit in there on purpose. No one will suspect anything except that you were just goofing around.” Dan said after awhile of reading the tweets. 

You shook your head, pointing to some of the ones he hadn’t read. “Really? Doesn’t seem to me like they think we’re ‘just friends,’ Dan. I was in your coming out video for fucks sake! Everyone knows I’m gay and you coming out just further proves to the fans that we’re dating. Did you read any of the hate comments as well? There’s some pretty nasty ones.” You said, taking your laptop back to show him the ones you were talking about. “Ooh, how about this one? ‘Dan and y/n are together? I actually preferred it when everyone was shipping Phan.’ Or; ‘Y/n really? I wouldn’t peg someone like Dan to go out with someone who dresses the way y/n does and still says he’s a guy and is gay.’ There’s plenty more-”

You were then cut off by Dan’s lips being pressed onto your own. You knew it was his favorite way to shut you up, and most of the time you didn’t mind it, but not this time. You still wanted to speak your mind about the whole situation. You pulled back, quickly getting up. 

“We have to do something about this.”

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authors note: I’m planning on doing a part 2 to this if anyone wants to read it. Just drop an ask or a follow (that way I know more people want to read my stuff) and I’ll work on it until it’s done. Feedback on this one is appreciated as well!

[numberfoursbetterman]

Make You Feel Better

Pairing: Peter Parker x ftm!reader

Requested: No

Prompt: Dysphoria is hitting hard on reader and Peter is there to help him make him feel better about himself.

Warnings: Mentions of sex, swearing, dysphoria (I know how it can be triggering sometimes when reading about someone else’s dysphoria)

Author’s Note: Reader has not gone through sex changes except for taking male horomones because, at this moment, that is where I am at and am comfortable writing about with trans ftm readers.ALSO BOTH CHARACTERS ARE 18+ THANK YOU.  Hope y’all enjoy :)

Word Count: 921

Two days. It had been two days since you last took off your binder. You slept in it, you worked in it, you went out in the blazing hot sun in it, you did everything. You knew it wasn’t healthy but you couldn’t help hating the two big lumps on your chest that shouldn’t be there. 

Peter started to notice that you were in pain on the third day you hadn’t taken off your binder. He just thought that you were binding safely, just like everyone else thought, and that the sports bras were really helping you. He then realized that wasn’t the case. He was worried, He knew about your dysphoria, but he also knew the damages a binder can cause if you have it on for more than six to eight hours. 

It was the middle of the day and you and Peter were hanging out in his room watching a random movie on his TV.

“You know you shouldn’t be wearing your binder right now. I’m pretty sure you’ve had it on for more than six to eight hours by now.” He said softly, never breaking his attention from the movie. Your eyes widened though and you quickly sat up in his bed. “How’d you-” He cut you off, shrugging his shoulders. “I realized no sports bra can make a chest that flat.” 

When Peter mentioned the word chest, you broke down. “I-It hurts..” You stuttered out, hoping that would convince him that it was the reason why he was crying. But they both knew it wasn’t. You just didn’t want to admit that you were crying over boobs. Peter reached out, touching your arm slightly. “Let me help make it  better..” He whispered.

You looked up at Peter shocked. You’ve read enough stories to know what that meant and you were shocked because it was coming from your best friend of all people. “Pete..” “Y/N, please, I hate seeing you hurt like this..” He said softly, leaning in closer. You instinctively leaned in as well, whispering an okay before your lips’ touched.

It’s cliche to say that someone feels sparks fly when they kiss, but for you and Peter, that was the exact case. Now you both understood what people meant by it. While the two of you were kissing, you hadn’t noticed Peter slowly pushing your hoodie up until you felt it against your binder. You pulled back quickly, feeling more dysphoric now. 

“You can stay in your shirt if you want, but you’ve got to get out of that binder… You can get ready in the bathroom if you’d like.” Peter said, gesturing to his door where the bathroom was just across the hall. “I’ll be waiting here.” He smirked, laying down on his bed as he took his shirt off. 

“Fine.. But you’re not allowed to take my shirt off.” You replied, Peter nodding in agreement and understandment. He just hoped his super fast reflexes wouldn’t do him wrong and do it without him thinking. 

You walked off quickly and to the bathroom, shutting the door a little too hard and you winced as you heard it slam. You looked at yourself in the mirror, more nervous than before. Not just because of the whole shirt thing, but also because this was your first time doing..anything.. You already knew that when it came to sex, you peferred to do it in the butt, but, he’d still see your front. You had to figure out how to tell Peter that before they did anything as well. 

When you walked back into his room, Peter was still there, laid down on his bed, waiting for you. “You’re back,” He said, smiling, “I thought you had left.” You shrugged climbing onto the bed beside him. “Thought of it. But then I realized that I wanted my first time to be with someone I trust and I felt like that if we didn’t do it now, it wouldn’t happen in the future.” You said, quietly, looking down at your hands. 

“Hey, you never know.. It honestly could have if I ever were to confess my feelings, and you were to feel the same way. I mean, it seems you feel the same way right now considering you said yes. You did say yes to this right-” Peter was caught off by you pecking him on the lips. “Yes, I am consenting to this. Just on one condition, you don’t do it in the front, you do it in the back and somehow we need to make sure that I feel comfortable enough to where I can take my pants off in front of you.” You stated, already feeling the tension inside of you starting to leave. You felt more comfortable with Peter, even safer. 

Peter moved cautiously closer to you, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. He knew that he should take it slow for now, but once you gave him the green light, he was going to be all over you, with some boundaries of course, praising you and loving you like people should already be doing. Because in his mind, you were perfect, and no matter what, he will always be with you, through thick and thin. And whether that be as your boyfriend or just as your best friend, he didn’t know yet, but either way he didn’t care. As long as he got to show you how much he loved you and how he could make you feel better just with his touch. 

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Authors Note: 

I really don’t know how I feel about this one but I wrote it from experience with dysphoria so maybe that’s why but I don’t know. I put more tags this time so maybe more people will see it, I’ve got my fingers crossed!

[numberfoursbetterman]

heyo! can you possibly write a brendon urie x ftm reader where brendon finally comes home from tour and the reader and brendon are so madly in love just so much fluff and many kisses (maybe include reader telling brendon they’re gonna celebrate his birthday at disneyland ♥️)

Finally posted after 1,000 years

[numberfoursbetterman]

Masterlist

I’m putting all of my writings here so it’s easier for everyone to get to them.          

*I UPDATE IT EVERY TIME I POST A NEW WRITING*

Five Seconds of Summer                                                                       

Michael Clifford:                                                                                            Please Don’t Leave

New Years Kiss

Panic! At the Disco

Brendon Urie:                                                                                   

Disneyland Is Your Land 

Marvel 

Peter Parker:                                                                                                 

Make You Feel Better

Daniel Howell

The Future is Clear, It’s Pretty Queer

[numberfoursbetterman]

Disneyland Is Your Land

Fandom: Panic! At the Disco/Brendon Urie

Pairing: Brendon Urie x ftm!reader

Prompt: 

heyo! can you possibly write a brendon urie x ftm reader where brendon finally comes home from tour and the reader and brendon are so madly in love just so much fluff and many kisses (maybe include reader telling brendon they’re gonna celebrate his birthday at disneyland ♥️)

Author’s Note: 

I am so sorry this took so long for me to write! I’ve been so busy with school, studying for finals, and getting ready to graduate. I hope you like it! I didn’t know if you wanted the Disneyland part actually in the imagine (like them going to Disneyland and everything) so I decided to add it in just in case. 

Edit from me in the future: Hi! So I had graduated and the reason it took so long is because I was waiting to get a laptop (writing on mobile is such a pain), I’m so sorry for the delay!

Word Count: 747

Brendon was stood at his door, bag strung over his shoulder, and suitcase by his side. He had just gotten back from tour, Nicole had just driven off after giving him a ride home, and was hoping that Y/N was there, waiting for him. He knew that you love him, but after being away for months, he was unsure that you still did. So when he opened the door and saw you, sprawled on your shared couch, wearing one of his hoodies and a pair of basketball short, he dropped everything and quickly went over to you.

“Y/N!” Brendon exclaimed, plopping himself down on you. You let out a small laugh, happy to have your boyfriend back. “Oh hey, there’s this huge giant on me now, oh how will my actual boyfriend react to this when he walks through that door any minute.” You joked. Brendon chuckled, looking down at you, smiling wide. “I missed you too, my handsome prince.” He said, softly, leaning down to kiss you on the lips. You closed the gap by pulling him down by his shirt and quickly pressing your lips to his. 

After making out for a little bit, you pulled away to tell your boyfriend the news you’d been dying to tell him for awhile now. “So, you know how your birthday is coming up soon?” Brendon nodded, looking down at you confused for a moment. “I told you not to get me anything.” He said, booping your nose. You shrugged in response, looking off to the side. “So you don’t want to go to Disneyland then?” You mumbled, barely audible because your mouth was against Brendon’s hoodie. 

“Y/N, what did you just say?” Brendon asked, gently pulling your face from the hoodie and sitting up, pulling you with him. “I said,” You started off softly, “So you don’t want to go to Disneyland then? I can always give our passes to Nicole, she’d probably make good use-” You were cut off by Brendon kissing you. “I’d love to go to Disneyland with you for my birthday, silly. You should’ve told me what you were planning before I said anything I did.” 

Brendon’s birthday:

“Brendon I get that you’re tired, but, we have to get there early if we’re going to enjoy everything in the park!” You exclaimed, putting on your Mickey Mouse ears that were a little too small on you, but that’s okay because you could always buy a new pair while having fun at the parks. Brendon came down the stairs, laughing, as he pulled on a jacket just in case it was going to get cold.

“Y/N relax, the park isn’t going anywhere.” He replied, cupping both sides of your face. You rolled your eyes playfully, pecking him on the lips. “Let’s go have fun now.” 

You two drove to the park and you both squealed in excitement, laughing at your childness. “Disneyland brings the child out in all of us I guess.” Brendon said, his laughter dying down after a bit as they found a place to park. “Just us, a little more than usual.” You replied, laughing. 

You both got out and started to walk over to the place where you show them that you already have your tickets. You pulled both tickets out and when you got to the front of the line, you showed the ticket holder person and they let you through. 

“First, we need to get you some new mouse ears.” Brendon stated, walking to one of the many Disney stores in the park that held the ears. “If I’m getting a new pair, then you need to get a pair of your own then. That way it’s even and we can get matching mouse ears.” You replied, already checking out the couple mouse ears. 

Once you found the pair you two liked the most, you bought them and you were off to explore the rest of the park. Brendon had the time of his life at Disneyland, and so did you, riding the rides, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner, watching the show at the end, and he even met some fans as well. 

But of course, it came time when the park closed and you had to leave. Both, Brendon and you were tired so it was no brainer that by the time you guys got home, you both crashed on the bed without changing. 

“We should do that again sometime.” 

“Yeah, we should.” 

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Why The Imagine Isn’t Out

Ahhhh! Okay I’m still working on the imagine but I’ve been putting it off because of school. I just finished my finals (my last day is Friday and then I graduate next Thursday!) so I’ll continue working on it and I’ll post it ASAP