#Brendon was clueless

[karihighman]

Laura and Mark: *arguing*

Simone: 😏 & Carter: 👀

Meanwhile…. Brendon:

^ the man could not have cared less i stg 😆😅

[lavendarhearts]

Briefcase is that regular Joe you see everyday at your normal 9-5 work. He will show up at 9am sharp and wrap up his work at 5. He loves to give tours to newcomers. His brother, Brendon, is the intern that eventually got let go, reasons unknown.

Coffin is the passive aggressive mom that insults your children while backhandedly compliment them at the same time. He's also very good at small talk.

The twins are the weird cousins that will grow up to have even weirder children. They show up at the family gathering and will lock themselves in your room to do demon summonings or smth.

Warren is the one that everyone hates and they are not afraid to say it. He started working as an intern but got promoted to a smaller desk job. Got fired for harassment tho.

Mr Transport is the clueless grandpa that is about to retire. He is physically too ill to hear shit and clearly can't do his job. Also drinks mysterious black water everyday. He definitely had the most epic war stories from his time.

Electracey is the one that definetely brings everyone coffee. Super quirky and mentions her girlfriend every conversation. Keeps framed photos of her loved ones on her desk and the one that wakes everyone up in the morning.

Lesley is the boss.

[brendonxrulli]

closed starter || @havearileymazingday

Brendon had finally gotten around to signing up for community clubs and volunteering opportunities since getting to town, not only because his parents said he needed to, but because he really wanted to give back to the community. Arriving at the community center, he looked around for someone who might know where the actual sign ups for everything was since he was entirely clueless on how the whole process worked here. Spotting Riley, Brendon walked up to them before gently tapping them on the shoulder, "Hi- sorry, I'm looking for where I'm supposed to go to sign up for some volunteering options and clubs and I'm not entirely sure I'm in the right place"

[idkbecks]

so what exactly is the drama with dallon and p!atd? kinda new to idkhow and kinda clueless about everything ;-;

Sorry, I'm late to answering this. A general summary is that Brendon mistreated Dallon in many ways while he was with P!ATD. That included physically hurting him, emotionally abusing him, constantly degrading him, lying about him, preventing fans from giving him things, religiously discriminating against him, allowing and supporting literal sexual harassment of his wife via the P!ATD bodyguard (who Brendon is still friends with) and not correctly attributing crediting to Dallon for things he wrote. There's certainly other things too, and at one point, maybe like 4 years ago, I would have had screenshots to correlate with what I'm saying but I don't anymore. There's pictures out there of tweets, stuff Dallon's mom and brother have said on Facebook and Instagram comments from involved parties, and things like that. This is a real general gloss over of it, so anybody feel free to add to it or contextualize it more eloquently.

[stellaschue]

What do you tell people you want? What do you actually want?

I tell people I want a warm blanket, a glass of wine, and something fun to watch, anything really, their pick. I actually want... a warm blanket, a glass of wine, and the 1999 seminal classic The Mummy with Brendon Fraser and Rachel Weisz. (Or Clueless, Clueless also works.)

weirdly specific questions meme

[sillysadduck]

I consider myself a Claire fan too but specifically for how horrifying she is conceptually.

Imagine you go into an elevator then once you step out an unknown amount of time has passed, and the person you once knew as just some kid has grown up and is suddenly married and has a child with someone you never knew or got to know. She doesn't even do that much except be there and exist as his wife.

Then not long after you find out she and the kid were never real to begin with. She and the world she lived in were fake, and it was all for nothing. The group probably forgot about her, but as far as we're lead to believe, Yellow lived out an entire life with Claire then suddenly she's gone and he's left with just the knowledge none of it mattered.

Claire is bland and really nothing more than a background character, but she's fun to think about just for how wrong her and the situation surrounding her is.

(Also i looked through the episode again and Duck didn't even do anything?? He threw a book, Yellow tried to grab it and got mortally wounded, then Duck unintentionally found briefcase guy. At no point did he try to Sabotage Yellow's Relationship/Future, at least not on purpose.)

I personally believe it all just happened in a day and wasn't really 40 years bc Duck didn't age and it was more of an illusion thing but yeah I get you. Claire is just like... an object. She doesn't have a personality she doesn't have none of that😭😭 she's like a robot. Same for the other workers.

Also, Red said something about Grolton and Hovris in the Transport episode that was obviously referencing the trio, I can't remember the exact wording but it was something like "No matter what happens, Goltron always makes his appointment and starts the next day back at home". And same goes for them. At the end of the day they were back at home, the briefcase left with Unemployed Brendon and everything was fine... Until the next day.

Also bc Yellow may be clueless/dumb but I don't think he's dumb enough to actually live 40 years with someone who just says "I make bits and parts. I like lasagna." 😭😭😭 so imo it wasn't really that many years, my personal take on it. And yeah Duck didn't really do anything he just tried to help Yellow and accidentally found the briefcase, I don't know why he gets blamed so much.

[id-element0]

Generetion 2 Recap - Memorable Moments

It's time for another recap. It's a long post with lots of links, mainly for myself, so under the cut it goes...

The 2nd generation... Let's start with Gucci. I was sure he was going to be the heir. But he ended up being the most ignored and the most failed. He met his father for the first time on his last birthday before starting elementary school. He was also the most bland out of all children. It was as if he didn't exist beyond being born. The birthday he met his father and the day he played basketball at the park are the only remarkable moments of his childhood. And it got worse when he became a young adult, at least for a while. Then it got better but it also marked the end of his relationship with his estranged father. In the end he found happiness with Katherine and remained close to aunt Shirley having family visits regularly. I was glad that he seemed quite happy on that Sunday evening when the whole family was invited over by Roxie. His relationship with his siblings slowly grew into friendship since he was always around.

The middle kid Prada definitely didn't fit the middle kid stereotype at all. She was the most striking one: the only girl among the siblings; and the only blond in the family. She was lucky having Lucas as her birth father, with him being the most interactive and caring father of all. Despite being clumsy she was quite athletic and always seemed feisty and confident. Her childhood passed seemingly unaffected and she was really self-reliant. Things got slightly out-of-hand in her teenage years and the stress of being perfect all the time finally caught up with her. When the family visited the park one Sunday morning, she just sat in the sand pit with her little brother Fendi. It's like, only then, she realized how much she missed out in her childhood days. So, the dark thoughts started to form in her head. She made the first effort to reach out to her father, Lucas, on the day of the prom. And Lucas proved once more why he rocked!

Prada knew, though, that she didn't have much time with her father. That lead her to proactively reunite with him. That became the running theme in her college days. Another theme was her many superfluous affairs with boys. As a pleasant surprise, Lucas lived long enough to attend his first-born's graduation. By that time, Prada and Lucas was besties. With that she was able to have a closure on both her daddy and mommy issues. Prada left for Mermaidia after her dad's passing to clear her mind. Upon returning she found out that she was pregnant with Brendon's baby so he moved to town. After that, she remained in the background and did her own thing as Fendi was the heir and the main focus. Once her restrictions were removed, she was finally free to get married to and move in with Brendon.

And finally we move on with the heir, the most interesting and the truly perfect one, Fendi. Even though, I skipped his toddler days, Fendi easily completed his training and continued to be as efficient in his childhood days. In a house where children were ruthlessly forced to train & study, things were truly easier for Fendi. I can clearly say that he was the golden child. Not only was he allowed to play in a playground before his childhood ended, he was also acclaimed for his afterschool activities. Despite this, he was regularlarly sulking and his rebellious behaviour was mostly overlooked by Roxie for his academic results. Fendi was a big baby in so many ways. Despite being a brave sim with a touch of rebellious grumpiness, he was quite clueless about life and naive enough to fall for the first girl he met at college. They had a rocky relationship and I had to invervene at some point. Their marriage was surprisingly off to a good start, balanced with work and baby-making for a while. Honestly they had less fights than I would have expected from them. And they remained inseperable until death.

[lilbdenclips]

sarah and a clueless b

[patdsnaps]

“I hope that means what I think it means… It could be bad” Studio Tokyo, October 23, 2018 Instagram: hyphenlemi

[vampire-himbos-of-santa-perdita]

sophie I feel legally obligated to tell you that at my school (a VERY big state school with a notable football following where the band is widely considered even better than the team) the band plays panic at the disco songs. Panic/brendon are still very relevant to youth culture. Anyone calling brendon urie an unknown is blatantly wrong

It’s true and you should say it. I know for a fact teens still casually sing I Write Sins on a regular basis.

[mericasuiteheart]

I have an idea for an smut fic but I don’t write it nor know how to :(

[melyaliz]

The Yellow Umbrella pt.5

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Fandom: Marvel 

Summary: Eating cookies and whip cream -NOT- off each other 

Pairing: Demon Lord! Loki x Reader

Notes: I’ve been struggling with this story. Like I have the outline and everything but… I feel just a little lost with where I am going. So I may take a small break. Idk.  I think it’s more I want it to be funnier but I don’t think it is. Then again I’m reading it over several times. 

Or it’s just me 

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Loki sat up looking around the bedroom, curled up in a soft blanket and cuddled up with a stuffed pig. His new friend. His pig was getting more action with him than his secretaries at the moment. He had been here more in the past few days than his own bedroom really. 

Maybe he was acquiring a taste for cotton over silk. 

Getting up he noticed the fluffy pink robe laying on the floor. Picking it up he gracefully wrapped it over his body. Sadly there were no slippers. It did, much to his delight, have a hood with bunny ears.

“Well don’t you look adorable” the lady of cotton said looking up as Loki walked into the living room. She was scrolling on her phone as the tv played. A plate of cookies and can of whipped cream on the table in front of her. Loki just nodded, pulling the hood over making the bunny ears flop in front of his face. 

“I felt like I needed some sugar this morning,” she said, noticing him looking at her place of sugar. “If you want some you will have to risk Mr Mewoly”

“For those cookies, I will take the risk.” Loki’s pink ears bounced as he made his way to the kitchen. A pot of coffee sat on the counter as well. Opening the cabinet where he remembered seeing Yue pull out a mug he was greeted by a line of cream cups all etched with dark lettering  “Coffee, Hot chocolate, Tea” as well as some bowls that said soup pasta, and cereal. 

Pulling out an appropriate Coffee mug and helping himself to come coffee before risking his life grabbing a few cookies from the demonic cat’s body. Was it just him or did it’s eyes look even eviler than he remembered? Maybe he should get one of those, to guard his office when he isn't around. 

“I like your informinate dishware” Loki said, flopping onto the couch next to Yue who smiled at him. 

“It’s so I don’t forget.” she said as Loki grabbed her feet draping them over his lap before,“By the way, these cookies are amazing. Totally worth the risk.”

Loki nodded as he added a healthy amount of whip cream to his cookie before taking a bite, “Jeff, my assistant, got them for me.” 

“Oh fancy you have an assistant.”

“That I do.” Loki said, taking another bite of his cookie. His free hand gently stroked her ankle as he studied the TV. The two twins were battling some crazy puppets or something. He wasn’t totally paying attention, still waking up.  

“So your assistant’s name is Jeff huh. Do you also have a name?” Yue asked. Loki paused licking sweet cream from his lips as she flashed him a cheeky grin, “See what I did there, smooth.” 

He couldn’t help but chuckle, She was as cute as her choice of robes and dishware, “Very” taking the last bite of his cookie he savored the taste for a moment before speaking again,  “Loki… and you?”

“Loki?” she let out a light laugh “what are you some norweedic god or something? Did you parents hate you? Like Thor I could see but… Loki? Wasn’t he like… the bad guy”

“Not bad necessarily… more like... smarter than everyone else.” 

“Still, Loki? Why not just say Hades, at least that bitch was loyal.”   

“Laugh it up, what’s your name?” 

“Yue”

He tried, but really he didn’t have much to say to that, “it fits you.” he said nodding. It did. It fit her like everything else in this apartment. It was just so… her. 

“So…” she said settling back into her couch of comfort, “Please don’t take this the wrong way but, I like this…. thing we have going.”

“Speaking of loyalty.” Loki said, raising an eyebrow, “I don’t really do relationships… I mean this has been fun, don’t get me wrong but, I’m not about to feed you some pomegranate seeds or whatever.”

“No, that’s what I mean. I like THIS” she motioned between the two of them, “No strings attached. Feeling like we don’t own anything to the other person.” 

“Well in that case I’m all for this thing we have.” 

“So you’ll keep stopping by?”

“I’m only a text away.” 

Nodding Yue pulled out her phone handing it to him, “I’m here for texting. I like to do things with my friends.” 

“Never want to get in the middle of that.” Loki said taking the phone entering his number, “I can always meet after if you're down.” 

“Deal” 

Her hand was still out so Loki took it and shook. Making it officially official. His slender fingers wrapping around her own. 

It felt like the beginning of something. But the fact was it kind of was.

The beginning of nothing. 

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“So you guys basically shook on being hook up buddies?” Sammie asked as she took a cookie from the plate that was on the table. 

“I think it’s cute” Riley said, “did you get him some snacks or are we special?”

“Well he actually got us those cookies,” Yue nodded down the now demolished plate of cookies. She had brought over to Sammie’s apartment for movie time, she would say night but it was more early evening. They were watching clueless with a bowl of carrots. And cookies because Yue refused to spend the whole night eating only healthy food even if it was for the memes. 

“He’s hot AND he gets your amazing sweets!?!” Riley moaned, “Are we sure this guy isn’t fake?” 

“Like what?” Sammie shickred, “Is he a cardboard cutout?” 

“Yes, he’s just got a cutout of Brendon Urie and I have been carrying him around pretending it’s my side piece.”

“I like how this cardboard cutout isn’t even your boyfriend. He’s a side piece which means you can sleep with other cardboard cutouts.” Sammie picked at the hole in her sock that had been slowly growing since the movie started. 

“I have Paul Rudd bringing me cake for lunch and Frank Sinatra delivering pizza for dinner.” 

“Living the dream” Riley chuckled, “Oh I have an idea! After this movie  let’s find you something to help him eat your cookie” holding up the image of a local sex shop on her google maps. “They close late like a good sex shop too.” 

“Really Riley?” Sammie said looking up at the shop skeptically. “We have like 6 other movies planned.” 

“We could always watch them after. Go on a quick adventure.” 

“Adventure!” Yue giggled, “Come on Sammie maybe we can find you something tasteful for your presentation on Monday.” 

“Yes I’m sure the Magic Cherry will have JUST what I need to help me pitch my website design on Monday.”  

“Something Leather maybe? I’m sure the party planning company will be super into it.” 

“Yue’s right, after all they ARE all about partying.” 

Sammie fought back a smile as she tossed Yue a hoodie. “Let’s just get there before they close. I don’t want to be those jerks who are there when the workers want to leave.” 

Yue nodded following her friends out bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. Feeling giddy with excitement. “This is the craziest thing I have ever done.” 

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“It was the craziest thing I have ever done” 

“That’s where you have been? Doing the craziest thing ever?” Jeff asked as he came up behind Loki holding his black umbrella. Loki surveyed the dark road as they both slowly walked under the large red bridge. 

“Yep we watched this show called Gravity Falls.” 

“What?” 

“It’s a popular children’s cartoon.” 

“A children’s show?” 

“We ate cookies with whip cream.” 

“Off each other?” 

“Out of bowls,” Loki pulled out a pair of white rubber gloves from his pocket, putting them on. 

“Oh, did you… was she young?” 

“For human standards no, you know I don’t mess with anyone who is not within reason.” 

“Cookies for breakfast is the craziest thing you have ever done? Really?” Jeff sighed, closing the umbrella shaking it. Most of the rain had slowed at this point and from where they were standing it wasn’t really doing much good anyway. 

Loki chuckled slowly crouching down. Holding out his hand he waited for Jeff to hand him his cane. Which he did. “I wore a fluffy pink robe with bunny ears.”

“I guess it’s important to have new experiences.” his assistant sniffed looking around tugging his coat closer to himself. 

Loki nodded using the sharp end of his cane to poke at something. 

A dead body. Half its face already decaying in the muddy ground, eyes missing. Around it several others. All their eyes missing bits of their body decaying.

“You sent these vampires out only two days ago.” Jeff, “You think it’s the faceless?” 

“No” Loki sighed standing up, “This is something else. Something worse.” 

“What should I tell the others?” 

“Stay in packs and if anyone knows anything to come to me right away.” Loki turned surveying the site that lay before them. He had sent for the vampires from Seattle to go down to LA to check on Brandon after the LA demon hadn’t shown up for their meeting. While not unusual it hadn’t sat right with Loki. 

Now with almost ten vampires laying here dead and the rest missing he was starting to worry. If someone had overthrown Brandon they would normally approach Loki. New terf lords would want to make a truce with the most powerful Demon Lord on this continent. 

No news, in this case, meant nothing good. 

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“They have butt plugs that have tails,” Riley said holding a pretty pink and glitter one, “And a unicorn horn, I could fulfill all my little kid dreams and become a unicorn.” 

“Please don't refer to yourself as a little girl in here” Sammie frowned, “It’s weird.”

“Ok, sorry sorry.” Riley said looking over the other items on the wall. “I have been wanting to try these,” she said, pulling a pair of nipple clamps. Sammie, already feeling VERY out of place just looked down at her phone nodding.

“Get whatever you want, I just don’t want to picture you and Sam… doing stuff.” 

“Ok fine,” Riley said, grabbing ones she thought she would like before walking over to Yue who was looking over a rack of panties.

“Find anything fun?” 

“Yeah a few things, What do you think?” she asked, holding up a lacy lingerie. A pretty green color.  

“Love the color” Riley nodded before grabbing a pair of fluffy black cuffs, “Get these too,” 

“Ok but I want the pink ones,” Yue giggled thinking about the morning where Loki had dressed up in her bunny robe. He looked good in it. Under all that eyeliner and studds he was just a big dork. She found it hilarious and would do everything to keep messing with that side for her own amusement. 

“So are you guys meeting up tonight?” Sammie asked, coming up nodding toward the set Yue was holding approving. 

“No he hasn’t texted me.” 

“So what about late dinner? Gary was saying we should go out to this speakeasy place.”

“Oh let me text Sam,” Riley said, “He’s been wanting to go there. Yue you can just find your Paul Rudd while we are out.”

“Or just enjoy the company I’m with.” Yue snickered, “I don’t have to spend every night hooking up.” 

“What’s the fun in that?” The cashier chuckled as she took Yue’s things. 

“A girl needs at least one night to herself.” 

“Well you got the wrong stuff for a night by yourself.” the cashier said as she wrapped everything up, “But I do have some dildos on sale if you want some you time.” 

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Sam had responded almost immediately that he would pick the girls up. Something about a long week and just wanting to be with his lady. So rushing back to their apartment the girls quickly changed out of their jeans and hoodies into more slutty hipster attire. (A girl’s gotta dress the occasion after all) 

Once she was more speakeasy and less “I am cuddling with my two best friends watching movies” Yue grabbed her bag and walked outside her apartment. After locking her door she turned almost running into a tall dark haired man. Dressed in a red leather jacket he was smoking a cigarette. Yue’s eyes instantly went up to the man’s bold white streak that ran across the front of his black hair. Blue eyes looking down at her amused. 

“Oh, excuse me.” 

The large man shrugged holding out his cigarette pack “Want one?” 

Yue shook her head, thrusting her keys back into her purse, “I’m good thanks.” 

He nodded putting the pack away, “You’re all dressed up, going somewhere fun?” 

“Yeah just dinner with friends.” 

“Nice, I’m visiting a friend, know any good places to go?” 

“Uh well we are going to Idain Basian but if you want something more happening, maybe like Valencia street?” 

“Oh sounds good, I’m not big on waterfronts.” 

“Well I hate to break it to you but San Francisco is basically an island.” 

This earned her another chuckle. “True, well have a good night and be careful there’s a full moon out tonight, never know what crazy you'll run into.” 

Yue nodded walking toward the gate of the complex where her friends were waiting, turning back she got one last look at the man, for a moment she could have sworn it looked like his eyes glowed. 

Maybe she was watching too many cartoons. 

Or maybe he was just a bunch of gnomes in a trench coat. 

No, she was definitely watching too many cartoons. 

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[weed-cat]

*sweats* uhh im glad i already despise twitter and avoid it as much as possible but would you care to indulge me as to what is going on with brendon? i literally had no idea and im still clueless-

I Do Not Want To.

I refuse to give an overview of every single thing that people are on his ass for, you can't make me.

But the gist of what's been going on is that people over the past year or two have decided to go receipt hunting on Brendon because idk he's popular in the mainstream now and society hates people who're visibly neurodiverse.

No one's going to deny that Brendon's done some shady and questionable shit, but people on Twitter are trying to ruin his life over things that really are not that insidious, imo. Like, they still need to be addressed and stuff, but it's not like he's Kanye or anything.

If you go looking for details, be careful. If you see a claim about him, FIND THE SOURCE MATERIAL AND LOOK AT IT YOURSELF. There's a good chance that it's either false or greatly exaggerated.

Idk, you don't have to like him. But it's shitty to claim superiority.

[hcurly]

♡ 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎(𝚖𝚎) — 𝚘𝚘𝚌 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎.

In which Nikki could not get all three of her muses in one gif and @ariagrans comes through. ( @hollywoodland-hqs​ )

How long have you been roleplaying?

I feel like I was roleplaying before I even knew what it was. So, 10 years, probably.

What are your hobbies outside of writing?

I am the most boring person ever. Lately I just work, sleep, and play Animal Crossing. I have a horrible attention span for some things, but I do enjoy reading when I have the energy to pick up a new book, watching TV shows (I love Barry and rewatched it a couple times, and have SNL playing a lot) and movies, faves being drama, horror and comedies. I also admittedly watch John Mulaney’s comedy specials far too often, is that a hobby?

Do you have any pets? Tell us about them!

I live with my 5 year old dog Lucy (demon diva pug) and my family’s dog, Misty (wholesome black lab/pit mix pupper who is actually 9). We also have my sister’s ancient rabbit, Oliver, and our even more ancient turtle Speedy living with us.

If you had a month of free time to learn to do something new, what would you choose?

Sadly, I just had this and didn’t do it.. but, if I had a month of free time AND ambition / a will to actually do something, I’d love to relearn guitar and ukelele. I own both and I’m clueless to them now. I also would love to get into photography. Anything creative, I guess!

Do you listen to music while you write? What are three songs on your playlist?

Most of the time! Which is why my replies are probably a mess sometimes, oops. I have playlists for different ships, and am slowly working on muse playlists. Most of the time, though, I just listen to what I feel like at the time. Three random songs I’ve listened to most recently: Falling by Harry Styles, Liability by Lorde, everything i wanted by Billie Eilish. Yes, I’m a sad bitch sometimes.

What’s a favorite recent youtube video/channel?

I love Dylan Is In Trouble and his movie commentaries cheer me up. I also enjoy watching a lil bit of Buzzfeed Unsolved because Shane and Ryan are everything and true crime / the supernatural is interesting to me.

Tell us one random fact about you!

Some people know this already, but my only tattoo is on my forearm and it’s in Harry Styles’ handwriting. It says “all the love” and I got it just over 5 years ago. Dedication to my muse, check. 

Who is an FC you’ve always wanted to use but haven’t yet?

Uhhh. I most recently picked up the ones I would’ve answered for this, so. Probably a female FC, but I’m not great at playing them therefore there’s always hesitation. Sophie Turner, perhaps. I also have FCs I’ve played years ago and would adore playing again for nostalgia, but I don’t think I’d get a good grip on them again. I guess that one would go to Brendon Urie.

What’s a plot you’ve always wanted to write but haven’t yet?

MORE ANGSTY STUFF. IDK.

Do you have a favorite plot you’ve seen someone else in the group do?

The Evan/Billie plot had me all whaaaaat. So, maybe that! But I genuinely enjoy seeing everyone’s muses and/or ships blossom, no matter what. ( @evanpeaters​, @goodlourd​ )

Who on the dash makes you smile?

Is it cheating to say literally everyone? I think of this group as a family and am really happy writing with everyone. Some I’ve been writing with forever, and others I just simply love dearly. I’ll tag a few URLs I remember off of the top of my head, but this truly goes for everyone. ( @ariagrans​ , @ohlizzo​ , @itsgenevievegnt​ , @jocklowden​ , @hqnessa​ , @diannahq​ , @larsonhqs​ )

What is your favorite memory in the group?

I’ve been here since day 1, and seeing this place open and strive to become a safe haven in the RPC has to be the best memory. But from then on, I’ve loved stuff like group trips that allow everyone to interact.

What’s your favorite thing about your celeb(s)?

Harry Styles: I love how kind this man is. He truly has a heart of gold, and I try to showcase that as much as I can through writing him. I’ve stanned my lil Harry for so long, and seeing him become the person that he is makes me happy.

Bill Hader: This guy. I just love him, idk man. I could listen to his dumb laugh on repeat and the talent that he has amazes me. Cliche answer, but my favorite thing about him would be his personality. He can be serious but he also has that silly, funny side everyone loves and I think he’s well rounded and just such a delight. I adore him.

John Mulaney: I really like how open he is, especially with things that he’s struggled with and how he’s overcome them. I know he gives a lot of people hope that whatever they’re going through, it can be possible to come out on the other side. Watching him do stand up gets me out of dark times and I truly love him with my entire heart. One of my favorite people ever.

What’s a plot you miss?

I miss playing Joe and having Jack be savage as hell to him. I just miss playing him so much in general sometimes. #RIPJoe ( @jocklowden​ )

What would you love to see this group do in the future?

Group events are my favorite, so, stuff like trips, etc, never get old to me. I love having all my muses in one place and having some stuff sprinkled out during the week that they can chat about and get everyone involved. Maybe something like a Hollywood Land yearbook would be fun, a blog of some memories and superlatives that match our muses. To play off what Ina said, completely AU work projects that everyone could be on together sounds fun, like a movie with a random plot with directors, writers, actors, musicians on the soundtrack with a premiere at the end of it. I HAVE NO IDEA? Just... lovely group things that make my heart go whoooosh and make people feel loved and involved. 

[bagof2780teeth]

The Story of My Crush and I

Yes, this is gonna be a very useless lesbian story about me and my crush.

No, I'm not exaggerating with uselessness. I really am that useless and that much of a clueless bottom.

So hold on tight and follow this rollercoaster of emotions (I might promise too much, but idc, just read it)

Oh, and also, I can and will advertise this as butch x femme bc she's like,,, the butch girl of your dreams and I am the emo femme.

We met because of a mutual friend (let's call her A). So A and I were online friends but luckily we only live like 1h by car or 2 by train apart so she invited me to her birthdays where I met her friends and also my crush. I think we knew right from the beginning that everyone (except for A) is gay. Same interests in music, tv shows, whatever, I get along with A's friends very well. Which is great. Obviously.

I don't know at what point I started crushing. But I knew that on the second birthday party of A I was invited to we were playing truth or dare and I got to choose who I want to kiss. I wanted to say my crush but I was too awkward so I got to kiss A herself and another of her friends. But not my crush. Later that year (it must have been the same year) A, my crush and I went to the cinema together to watch Love, Simon, it was summer. I lowkey hoped for some kind of arm/hand touching action, you know? But yeah, nothing happened, but crush and I always looked at each other when you could see some reference to panic at the disco (brendon urie our lord and saviour). That's that. About 1.5 years ago now.

I possibly had some kind of "relationship" of two weeks with a boy, I regret it. I never wanted my crush to know, bc I still wanted to have a chance. Yeaaaah, let's just not talk about it.

About one year ago, A set crush and me up on a "date" (apparently we both were complaining that we wanted a girlfriend.). I think it was around that time when I told A that I actually have a crush on my crush.

So we went to a Christmas market, we were just walking around, at some point we got chips and she was like "I'll pay" and I died a little. Yeah, that's the most "intense" it got, no holding hands or anything. Pretty disappointing, right?

I think the next time we met was my Birthday party. She and A stayed over night because of the distance so it's just less stressful. I actually was invited to her birthday party as well but my (not anymore) best friend decided to have hers on the same day so I thought since I was closer with my best friend, her party was the right decision.

Crush is literally one day younger than me, btw.

So since A's birthday is also in the same month (march, my people, it's insane) A's party was the next time we met. And again all of the other friends I already knew. At some point crush taught me some kind of dance figure (discofox) so our hands touched, wow so intense, she has very soft hands.

At some point, again, truth or dare, but it was just crush, me and one of the friends (the one I got to kiss a year prior). I had to say whom I wanted to kiss if I had to and I was like "ehhh, I don't mind, really", but obviously, I was just too insecure to say my crush's name.

A and my crush both came to see my school's musical (obviously I was in it). When they talked to me afterwards A hugged me in a way that felt like she was trying to lift me up. Since she's smaller than me I was like "are you trying to lift me up?", said it in an ironic way. My crush then said let me try and yes. She did.

A also mentioned that my crush first thought about getting flowers for me but since they had to drive for a while she didn't and I,,, did crush really think about that???

Time went by.

Crush and I only communicate via snapchat.

When I was on holiday she texted me something like "we should meet again when you're back, I miss you" and I, slight gay panic, responded probably "same" and something saying that we should meet!

And we did. We met a couple of times so I'm not really sure what happened when and first or whatever. But I think it was the first meeting (or date???) When we went to a nice roof top bar (it was summer. Summer of 2019) and again, she said she'd pay. So we sat there for a while, talking about... anything, gay things.. casually.

Later we got food (pizza. Pineapple pizza, we both love it and if that's not a sign....) and after being too awkward to ask for the bill we somehow managed to get it and the waitress placed it in the middle of the table. Why am I mentioning that?

So. Before that happened my crush said that with same sex couples it's a "thing" that whoever gets handed the bill is the top. At least in the eyes of the person handing you the bill.

Let's just say that I really have no top energy and the waitress only put it in the middle bc I already had my wallet out.

Btw. I paid. I said we'd pay together and that I'd pay. Most top energy I've ever had in my life.

Later on we were just sitting at the riverside, talking. Eventually it started to rain and we ran somewhere to not get that wet. Yeah. Funny. It really was funny.

About a week later (I got a cold bc we sat in the rain. wow), when we were snapping, she mentioned that she finally found some friends to go swimming in a lake with (it was a really warm summer week) and I was like "oh, lucky you, I don't have anyone to do that". Guess what she did? She invited me to come as well. A and some of the other friends I know were coming, so that was fine for me. Of course my dumb ass lesbian self said yes and the next day I spent two hours on a train to get there.

That was a Wednesday. On Thursday I'd have my very last oral exam in school (graduating is fun n stuff). Why's that important? Well, I made some more poor decisions that day.

When we were like.. done with swimming the plan was to drive to my crush's place to have some kind of bbq. A and I wanted to go to A's place first to shower. On the way we figured out it would be more convenient for me to head directly home because of my exam the next day and how the trains run. I texted my crush what was going on and she was like "you could sleep over at my place and go home tomorrow morning" (my exam was around 2 or so). Of course I said yes. She then asked me if I wanted to drink something specific (there is this certain brand of sparkling wine she knows i love and got it for me).

So we then spend the evening sitting in my crush's garden. I had the whole bottle of sparkling wine for myself since I was the only one liking it/not having to drive. My crush had beer, so that's fine. After all the other friends left we we're just sitting alone, outside, in the warm summer night, talking, sitting in silence (not that awkward kind). At some point she suggested to star gaze when it got dark enough. So guess what? We were lying in the grass next to each other, looking at the night sky and making up names for random star constellations. When it got cold she got us some of her jackets.

Eventually I was slightly drunk since I didn't eat much and drank the whole bottle and I maybe ended up asking her how obvious me having the crush was. Well. Let's just say that my subtweets aren't as sub as I am.

Yeah, so that was the last thing we talked about before sleeping (ofc i had to borrow some of her clothes). Awkward? Maybe. But not really, since nothing changed between us. She knew.

I think the next time we met was when we went to get new piercings together. Chaotic energy, very spontaneously. It was fun, I don't regret anything. I can't remember anything worth mentioning that happened.

So since I graduated this year my live obviously needs to go on. I'm doing a gap year, as an aupair. So I did some kind of "good bye party" with my closest friends before I left.

My crush was invited as well. So, first, she brought me a bottle of my favourite sparkling wine. Then, (I was really stressed) she told me to breath, calm down, or sit down and if I remembered it right she did make gestures that I should sit on her lap? Anyways, I didn't, I had to do something else.

At some point that day we were all sitting on the sofa, me next to my crush. She said something like "my arm hurts" and placed it around my shoulders and then said "oh look how smooth that was". Yeah, I died.

She helped me doing the dishes at like 3am and we talked about random things.. maybe some more "private" things.

A few days later she explained to me how she felt (Text. Not in person, do we look like we aren't socially awkward?). She told me that she really wanted to give me a clear answer but she really can't say if she has romantic feelings for me or not. Like she can't say yes but she also can't say no.

Unrelated to that thing I texted her and asked if I had a chance (I was prepared to get a clear no, so I could stop crushing, you know) but she told me that I do have a chance. Why are lesbians so bad in those things.

Yeah, then, I went abroad. We still snapped pics to each other. She told me (multiple times?) she'd come and visit me if she had enough money.

She on day told me that she had been to a nice veggie restaurant and said that we should go there one day (I'm vegetarian).

When I was sure that I'd come home for christmas I told her and we planned to meet. The idea was there but to actual plan what we wanted to do.

In the meantime we started to do almost daily "good night" snaps and suddenly she started to include a heart in her good night message to me. Eventually I did so too and now we almost every day send each other a picture saying goodnight with a drawn heart on it. You wouldn't do that if you knew the other person has a crush on you and you wouldn't want them to have this crush, would you?

And also she really isn't a person to use much emoticons, certainly not hearts.

So now the plan is that I come over to her place on new years eve (which is tomorrow.)

She said she'd look forward to it and I am literally dying of gay panic and excitement.

Additionally, you know those things on Twitter "@ the xth person, it's your whatever" yeah. People did that with "@ the 6th person is your new years kiss" guess who that person is for me? Literally my crush's Twitter. Eventually I did post it with a "lol" (ironically.) and she responded to it with this smirking emoji. You know which one. 😏. That one.

Yeah, that's pretty much the story. I am a gay mess. If she finds this, I'm dead. Well. Anyways, I'll have another 6-8months abroad when I go back so what could go wrong. Haha. Ha.

I'm way too lazy to check for typos and I might have not included every single detail, but you get the broad idea.

Thank you for your attention, I'm out (what a pun).

TL;DR: lesbians being the useless lesbian cliche, I still don't know if i had a chance

[andbeingblueisbetter]

Girl That You Love

A/n: This isn’t a request, it’s just something I randomly thought up and it’s kind of all over the place, but yeah!

Warnings: reckless drinking, talk/portrayal of mental illness, ANGST, Brendon being kind of an ass (which I know he’d never he’s an angel) and just sad shit basically because I’m a sad piece of shit right now

Word count: 2.7k

You let out a soft sigh as you throw what was left of your cigarette out the window, pulling into the garage of your’s and Brendon’s shared home. You roll up your window and take the keys out of the ignition, spraying a bit of perfume all over your body before getting out of the car and walking into your house. You’re greeted by the dogs but the quietness of the house leads you to assume that Brendon was out in the studio.

You make your way outside and to the studio, pushing the door open slowly to reveal Jake, Dan and Brendon, all playing a game you were unfamiliar with on their computers, “oh hey Y/n!” Jake says, noticing your presence, Brendon mumbles something quickly into his microphone before pushing his headphones off and walking up to you, “hey baby.” He mumbles, kissing your lips softly, “you said you were going to quit,” he whispers to you, pushing a strand of your messy hair behind your ear.

“I had a stressful day, and it was just one.” You say back to him quietly, annoyed that he would say anything, because he knew you were trying your best to quit smoking, “I’m just gonna go watch a movie or something, you should come with.”

“Jake and Dan actually just got here and we’re streaming right now, so I’ll probably be there in a few hours, you don’t need to wait up if you’re tired.” He smiles, giving you a kiss on your forehead before walking back to his chair. You nod wordlessly and walk out and back inside, walking straight to your liquor cabinet, grabbing two of the first bottles you saw and bringing them up to your room. You sit down on the bed, placing the bottles carefully next to you. Brendon has been distant lately, you don’t know why or if he even realizes it, but he has been, and it wasn’t helping your already deteriorating mental health.

—

Within less than an hour, you’re really drunk and really not okay to be alone, but you lay on the bed, scrolling through Twitter. More specifically, the side of Twitter you don’t want to be on when you are drunk and alone, at least when you’re Brendon Urie’s girlfriend. Your feed was filled with rumors about Brendon and other girls, and rude comments about you. You lock your phone and throw it off to the side, standing up to find Brendon. You stumble a bit once you’re up and walking, but managed to stay up.

You walk downstairs with a blanket draped around your shoulders and you slide on a pair of Brendon’s (much too big) shoes, and you walk out to the studio, pushing the door open, stumbling as you walk in the door.

“Uh, guys I’m gonna have to go for right now, sorry to end so suddenly, love you all.” He says to the stream quickly, pulling his headphones off of his head, “Y/n, how much have you had to drink?” He asks, standing up from his chair, leading you to sit in it.

“I dunno, a lot.” You slur your words, leaning back in the chair, looking up at him, “what have you had to eat today?” He asks quickly after you finish speaking and you try to think back through the day.

“A granola bar, some chips and a cigarette. And some alcohol. And coffee.” You say after a moment, looking over at Dan and Jake, whose eyes were on you, “I’m fine, stop looking at me like that.” You snap at all three of them and begin to stand up from his chair.

“Y/n you never drink. Like rarely, and never this much, what’re you doing?” Jake asks you, looking from you to Brendon and Brendon nods, looking back to you.

“I’m an adult, you aren’t my keepers, if I want to drink I can drink.” You roll your eyes and walk to the door, quickly walking back to the house.

“She’s not okay, I think she’s going through something. She’s going to do something stupid if she’s in there alone, you guys can crash in here if you want, I’ll be inside.” Brendon says to Jake and Dan, and they nod understandingly as he makes his way back into the house behind you.

“Y/n you need to eat something, what do you want?” Brendon asks you as soon as he walks in, walking over to the couch, which was as far as you could make it.

“I’m not hungry, I’m gonna throw up if I eat.” You mumble, pulling a blanket over your body, “you’re going to throw up either way, you need to eat. People who don’t eat while they’re drunk are the people that get alcohol poisoning.” He says in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

“Why are you being an ass?” You ask, sitting up on the couch slowly, “I didn’t do anything to you.” If you were sober, you’d never say anything like that to him, but to be fair he is being an ass, you thought to yourself.

“Because you’re being stubborn, I’m trying to help you and you’re not letting me.” He sighs, grabbing another blanket from the other couch and places it over your shoulders, “Jake was right though, you never drink. I can tell something’s wrong babe.” He sits down on the couch next to you, keeping a small amount of distance between you two, which was odd for you because of how close you usually were to each other.

You roll your eyes, not really in the mood to talk to him, but you know he’d never leave you alone. “You’re just so distant. You’re always with your friends or always in the studio, you never even come to bed most nights. It’s like you don’t even love me anymore and it’s frustrating. Because I love you so much and I feel like you don’t love me as much as I love you.” You see the expression on his face change from guilt to anger in a matter of seconds and you lean your head against the couch, preparing for him to yell or at least raise his voice at you, which is something you’d never heard because in the two years you’d been dating, you’d really never had any big fights.

“I don’t love you as much as you love me?” He starts, his voice still calm, “You’re so clueless if you think that, you don’t even know me if you think that. I am so in love with you, there is absolutely no way that I could possibly show you how much I love you, Y/n. And I thought you knew that. I’ve never been so in love with anybody. And if you really want to know why I was being so distant, it’s because I was figuring out a way to propose, and you know I can’t keep a fucking secret.” His voice raises at the end and you flinch, tears filling your eyes. Brendon stands up from the couch and he walks out the door to go back to the studio, slamming the door on the way out.

You stand up from the couch, tears streaming down your face as you begin to walk to the bathroom slowly, the room spinning as you sit down on the bathroom floor and puke into the toilet. You begin to sob silently, only stopping to puke more.

—

You ended up passing out on the bathroom floor, your head leaning against the wall and a blanket over your legs.

Your body jolts awake to the sound of the bathroom door opening quickly and hitting the vanity and you let out a soft groan of pain, reaching up to rub your head. “What time is it?” You mumble out, leaning your head back against the wall, “it’s like 3:30 in the morning.” Brendon replies, walking over to you, “here, let me help you up.” He says quietly, reaching his hand out to grab yours. You accept his help and he pulls you up with ease, keeping your hand in his once you’re up.

You walk forward a bit to look at yourself in the mirror and you swear quietly as you see your image. Your eyes had become red and puffy from crying, your mascara was smeared and your hair was a mess. “Let’s just get you back to bed.” Brendon says softly, leading you up to your bedroom. Once you’re up there you lay down in the bed, pulling the comforter over you body, “are you coming to bed?” You ask him quietly, hoping he says yes because he’s warm and you’re cold and you need his cuddles.

“I think I’m going to just sleep on the couch tonight. Jake and Dan are here anyway. We can talk in the morning about all of this.”

Your eyes fill with tears once again and you let out a shaky sigh, “please?” You say quietly, your voice cracking as you try to hold back your tears. You’re definitely still a little drunk.

Brendon runs his hand through his messy hair and pulls off his shirt, climbing into the bed next to you, pulling out his phone to text Jake or Dan, you assume. Once he’s finished he sets his phone on the bedside table and moves close to you, wrapping his arms around you gently, “I love you.” He says gently into your ear and you lean back into his touch, “I love you too.” You mumble back, drifting to sleep fairly quickly in his arms.

—

You wake up the next morning with a pounding headache, which was expected, and you notice right away that Brendon is no longer sitting next to you. You sit up and notice a bottle of water with 3 ibuprofen on your bedside table along with a donut on a plate and a note underneath it,

“I know I said we’d talk in the morning, but I needed to meet up with Zack and get some stuff figured out, I’ll be home around 2. Brendon” You smile softly at the gesture and take the ibuprofen, pushing the donut to the side for the time being, you were too nauseous to eat. You glance up at the clock on the wall realizing that you had slept until 12:30, and Brendon would be home in about an hour and a half.

You finally get enough energy to pull yourself out of bed and you walk to the bathroom, showering and put on a new pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, walking downstairs and to the couch, turning on some reruns of ‘The Office’ to pass the time while you anxiously wait for Brendon to come home. Being hungover, depressed and with a headache, you fall back asleep on the couch, waking up about an hour and a half later to the door opening and Brendon dropping his keys onto the table. You sit up and rub your eyes softly, reaching for the remote to turn the TV off. “How do you feel?” Brendon asks you, kicking off his shoes and coming to sit next to you on the couch.

You laugh a bit and pull the blanket over your body, “shitty. Better than when I woke up, but still shitty.” Talking to him seemed awkward, which was weird because you had never not been comfortable around each other, even in the beginning, “can we talk? About last night?” You ask quietly, looking back up to him, watching him nod.

“I’m sorry for what I said. I was being a dick and I was drunk which I know isn’t an excuse but I just haven’t been okay? For the past few days, work has sucked and I’ve felt so alone and I didn’t know how to tell you that without burdening you and last night I guess I just really needed you. But when I saw Jake and Dan were here, I knew that you’d want to hang out with them, obviously, and so I figured that if I drank, I’d feel better. But it didn’t work like that I guess.” You wipe under your eye at the tear that had fallen and you sniffle, trying to hold back anymore that were coming.

He sighs, placing his hand on your knee, “I’m sorry I’ve been so distant. I didn’t realize how distant I was being, you should’ve said something. I would’ve been with you more.” You could tell he was hoping you’d forgotten about what he said about proposing, but you didn’t.

“I’m sorry I ruined your proposal. I don’t expect you to do it anymore. Or to do anything big, I don’t deserve it.” You say softly, letting the tears fall down your cheeks now.

He rubs your knee softly, shaking his head, “you deserve something amazing. I shouldn’t have told you, it was just the heat of the moment. I’m so in love with you Y/n, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I wanted to ask you in an amazing way, and Jake, Dan, Nicole, Mike, my parents and Zack have all been helping me out, and I want it to be perfect. And it still will be, I’ll just do it when you’re least expecting it.”

You laugh quietly, wiping the tears from your cheeks, “Okay. I’m sorry.” You mumble and look up to him as he leans in, kissing your lips softly, “I love you.” You say as you break the kiss.

—

It’s been about a month since the whole ‘ordeal’ and everything has been going steady, how it had been going before.

“Hey babe, it’s super nice out, do you wanna go to the beach or something? And then we can grab dinner after if you want?” Brendon suggests, looking up at the time, “it’s only 5:30, we could catch the sunset too!” He says excitedly and you laugh, standing up.

“Yeah, that sounds fun.” You walk to your room, pulling your clothes off and searching for a bikini to wear, you jump a bit as you feel Brendon’s hands on your shoulders, “you’re so beautiful.” He mumbles, placing a few kisses on your neck.

You giggle and pull on the first bikini you find, sliding a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt on over it, making your way back downstairs, “I’m ready.” You say, sliding on a pair of shoes. “Go to the car, I’ll be there in a second.” You walk out to his car and get in, starting it up for him, and moments later he walks out with a bag with towels and food in it.

The drive to the beach is fairly quiet, music is playing softly and Brendon’s hand is resting on your thigh the whole way, you didn’t talk to each other, but it wasn’t awkward by any means.

A few minutes later you arrive at the beach. You grab your items and walk to a place in the sand, laying your towel out right next to Brendon’s, “B look at the sunset, it’s so pretty!” You say excitedly. The sky was a dark red with some pink all around it, you smile as you stare up at the sky, admiring the colors.

When you turn around, Brendon is looking at you already, a small smile on his face, “what?” You ask, laughing a bit. Brendon’s smile widens a bit as he begins to speak, “Y/n. You are the love of my life, but you already know that.” He takes a deep breath before he continues, “you’re the most compassionate, gorgeous, hilarious, caring, sympathetic person I have ever met, and God, I’m so lucky that you love me. The moment we met, I knew you’d be part of my life. I didn’t know how, but I knew that you’d be in my life forever, and I know that’s cheesy, but this whole thing is cheesy. I could go on for hours and hours about how much I love you, but I’m going to stop here for right now. Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n, will you marry me?” He asks as he goes down onto one knee, showing a ring.

Tears fall down your cheeks as you look at him and you nod, “yes Brendon. Of course!” You say excitedly and he stands back up, placing the ring on your finger and hugging you tightly, “I love you.” You mumble into his ear. “I love you too, Y/n Urie.”