#get fucked brendo

[darkskyatnight]

Oh no, it seems there’s been a fall out at the disco!

[aloxthefox]

Urie's having a KIDDDDDD

[adultswim2021]

Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law #18: “Gone Efficien...t” | June 13, 2004 - 11:30 PM | S02E09

Birdman has yet to cinch the hat trick. We had two “actually, kinda okay” episodes in a row and now this third one which is just stuff happening. Birdman’s firm hires an efficiency expert and it somehow leads to Birdman having his office replaced by a greek diner that he also works at. Birdman throws himself into the wacky whims of his brainless boss for no good reason other than to make comedy happen. Lines have the cadence of jokes, like “that’s not hummus, is it?” a joke that seems to imply bathroom stuff that wasn’t really set up to begin with.

The case in this one is basically an afterthought, with Yakky Doodle’s name change. Why is that even being tried in a court of law? Maybe there was a line that explains it, but I was already busy trying to come up with new ways to say Birdman sucks in this write-up (it’s not going well). The ending reveal with his new name I actually did laugh out loud at, so I’ll keep that a nice surprise. By all means, watch this 12 minute bad cartoon to enjoy it.

(deleted paragraph at the end where all I do is brag about understanding the Raymond Burr reference)

MAIL BAG

I have a very vivid memory of the image of Shake's presumably dead corpse with an eyeball popped out giving me insomnia because I sometimes get insomnia from things like that instead of going to sleep and getting nightmares instead. For example just last week when I saw a freshly dead cat that had seemingly been placed on a piece of cardboard at a street corner. More like number none in the hood, g

YIKES! Please stop remembering stuff like this! I’m getting a big scare! OUCH!

Top 10 Home Improvement episodes?

No fucking way am I doing this but I guess the one where JTT gets cancer is good, and the one where German syndicators watch a disastrous taping of TOOL TIME and think it’s intentional slapstick comedy and pick up the show. Genuinely good ep. Also the one where a producer on Tool Time wants to fire Al and the commercial break transition is a very somber image of Al’s face coming out of a cup of coffee and getting blown away into nothingness.

I feel like you are a kind of a hipster for not putting Mortgages and Marbles on your top 10 home movies list. You need a hot take to generate some buzz, I respect it, but it's so cool and it's maybe the only time Brendo Smalls metal music made me laugh (sorry Nathan and the Dethklok crew, but it's simply true).

LOL “not putting”, IDIOT, I DID PUT IT YOU MORON. HAHAHA YOU LOOK SO FUCKING WRONG RIGHT NOW FUCK YOU

Kon writes:

I myself watched through Birdman 10 years ago (while you were doing the message board incarnation of the blog) and kinda had the same reaction of "damn, I don't really hate this anymore." I think the show did improve a lot when they started doing full seasons. And also, I'm not as mad at that type of humor as I used to be. Like I feel silly being mad about them "trying too hard to be funny" when you compare it to what say, Sealab was trying too hard to be at this time.

Yes we should have been way more furious at Sealab for defrauding the network we were all rooting for. I love rooting for networks, by the way. What a cool way to be

You could because those girls are wacko. Also any of them that have Antifa in their bios. Complete bird brains who shouldn't bear children. God willing, if you can't keep it in your pants, Marx Zuckerberg.

I assume this is in response to the DSA pussy joke I wish I deleted from my last post (because I thought I’d get in trouble). I’m sorry for starting this conversation. Please don’t make it a running joke.

[walkonwalkonwithhopeinyourheart]

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Leicester City 1-0 Manchester City Iheanacho (P) 89'

Leicester Lineup:

Schmeichel

Ndidi - Söyüncü - Amartey

Pereira - Maddison (Off 71:20) -Tielemans (Off 71:20)- Bertrand (Off 77:56)

Barnes (Off 77:56) - Pérez - Vardy (Off 71:20)

Subs: Albrighton, Ward, Iheanacho (On 77:56), Benković, Dewsbury-Hall (on 71:20) , Daka (on 71:20), Thomas (On 77:56), Soumaré (on 71:20)

City Lineup

Steffen

Mendy - Ake - Dias - Cancelo

Palmer (Off) 74:38)- Fernandinho - Gundogan (off 64:50)

Edozie (Off 64:50) - Torres (Off 74:38) - Mahrez

Subs: Grealish (On 64:50), Silva (On 74:38) , Carson, Sandler, Doyle, Gomes, Couto, Knight (On 74:38), Rodri (On 64:50)

Grealish benched already, £100mil flop /s

00:00 Kick Off! No surprise there.

06:00 Good Freekick from city tipped over the bar, corner kick.

11:30 great bit of play by Leicester to get into the city box. Only rewarded with a cleared corner however

15:25 a scythed clearance from Soyuncu there, good positioning

17:30 first shot on target from Leicester sent wide by Steffen

18:28 Big chance for Mahrez, deflected onto the roof of the goal. There's definitely a few goals in this game.

27:20 18y/o Edozie slices a near post shot into the stands. I guess they have their Sterling regen

31:45 Barnes' touch in the box made for an easy clearance for Ake

42:20 Both managers in fits of rage, Fourth official has a word with Rogers but nothing doing. If a fight breaks out my money is on Brendo the Boxer https://imgur.com/A66hQtG.jpg

44:58 Vardy shot saved onto the post! https://streamable.com/vwkk8m

45:00 Half time. The players looking forward to their banana and cup of tea in the dressing room.

HT: Leicester looking good here against a neutered City team. Have the majority of good chances and just need to convert before the game gets away from them, especially when Pep looks to the bench.

45:00 Back underway at the """""home""""" of football

48:40 Gealishious warming up on the sideline

49:41 Clumsy tackle from Bertrand gives City a dangerous freekick. He picks up a yellow. Looks like Mahrez will have a crack.

50:00 Reminds me of a certain penalty that from Mahrez

54:25 Vardy gives Fernandinho a taste of his own medicine. Free kick to citeh

55:05 Big half-volley from Gundogan, can't find the target though

58:20 Mahrez spurns a chance and sends it over the bar. Good recovery from Leicester but they may live to regret letting City turn the screw like this

59:40 Maddison aims and misfires as his shot rolls out past the post

64:50 Grealish and Rodri on, Edoize and Gundogan off

71:20 Triple sub for Leicester. Daka, Dewsbury-Hall, and Soumaré all on. Vardy, Madison and Tielemans all off. New signings replacing the old guard

74:38 Torres and Palmer off, Knight and B. Silva on.

77:56 Barnes and Bertrand off, Iheanacho and Thomas on. (y so many subs, I'm doing this on my phone and I could do without it tbh)

82:40 So I may have been wrong about goals plural. But still could be a winner in here for either side, Leicester looking the slight favourites to grab it.

83:56 Steffen slides in to deny Daka his debut goal for the foxes. Well timed.

84:54 Newly minted CAM Fernandinho can't convert a headed chance into the goal they're so desperately looking for.

86:32 Penalty Leicester! Ake brings down Iheanacho from a silly foul he put himself in the position to make. Fernandinho booked for consternation

88:37 Iheanacho stands over it. And SCORES! COYF!!!

92:40 Ake goes down in the box very easy, not going to save his blushes like that https://imgur.com/62SZBCG.jpg

FT: LEICESTER HAVE DONE IT. FUCK YOUR OIL, FUCK YOUR MONEY, FUCK YOUR PLASTIC.

Thanks for joining me this evening, glad we can leave it with a laugh and a smile. I had my fun anyway. Might look at doing this again, if I'm fast enough for some games that actually matter. Slán libh

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[pkmntrainergreyze]

The Emo School (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1: An Emo Box of Misery with Pastel Pink Ecstasy

I used to think anyone doing anything weird was weird. Now I know that it is the people that call others weird that are weird.

-Paul McCartney

09/12/01

Finishing up my plate, well, I couldn’t lie about a few scraps of mixed vegetables on it, the boys decided it’ll be fun to move out of the uncomfortable chairs. I couldn’t escape or not recoil from Ryan’s glares. I know what’s up with him, and the dirty look he’s giving is giving me the creeps. He makes me shiver down my spine and I swear one glare from this long legged man makes me want to stop everything I do- heck, if he was some soldier I’d be doing push-ups right now. (oh hallelujah he isn’t)

“Geez, I just couldn’t finish eating carrots right now Ryro. Is that so big of a problem?” He scoffed before lending me his hoodie. As weird as it sounds I need his dang cologne, it smells pretty darn good, but as much as possible I wouldn’t smell the hoodie in front of him and would rather wear it since it’s d*mn cold for me recently. He seemed to crunch the paper bag once he stared at the floor, as if some cockroach crawled nearby under the shade of the table.

Wait, is there?

“…Ryan, is there-”

“Yes, you spilt my milk in my f*cking man purse B-den”

Oh crap

“Congratulations”

He gave me the Tyrone tone of voice. The same blank yet forcefully enthusiastic voice you hear from the man that often wears a business outfit and a tie.

Where’s the escape Trainer button when you need it?

His face… I couldn’t see it under his brushed locks of hair. I’m not sure whether to look or not to look, either way it’ll probably just result to a really bad, salty ending. Sounds like something you see on Walmart eh? Bittersweet I guess? I am not so sure.

Oh F- the bell rang. It’s really torturous to hear it every single day of the week, especially the inescapable Mondays we have here at school, technically, everybody’s school.

Dallon grabbed his bag and left quickly, even faster than Spencer was when he ran over a advert pole drunk, remind to tell you that story sometime, just not today. Dallon’s a pretty straight guy, he’s like this dad who would be so overprotective of his children- or his students in the real world perspective, but when you think of the other side of that trait, he’s making fucking Dad jokes that my own Dad wouldn’t say. My Dad probably has a better sense of humor than Dallon- Dadlon, whatever.

And honestly speaking, he’s probably trying to avoid making any conversation with us, since we’re kind of talking sweet sweet cocaine.

Ahh yes, I’m about to walk back to the same tracks juniors walk to. I’ll probably receive about ten hearty smiles on my way there. Bet you ten bucks.

Alright, I finally forced my feet to walk and leave the table. Reaching for the end of the cafeteria…

Mrs Jackson smiled. One- wait, that doesn’t count as a junior? She looks nasty tho? Fine, stop judging my poor taste alright?

Passing by Ms Fletcher- okay, one. Her small smile is cleary not that visible. She’s the same child writing poems and speech-y crap for the principal to get quote on quote “extra credit” when in reality she’s serving weeks of detention, constant, but hey, she plays the best d*mn pranks in this school, okay, maybe third bestest.

I still played the “Place-posters-with-Pete’s-phone-number-with-the-tag-’call single males now!’” Prank

Walking around Spencer… Taking a glanc- two.

Oh, I forgot…. Whatever, Spencer looks like a kindergarten anyways so either way no points for me.

Spencer waltzed back to 9AM1 aww.

With how much students doesn’t rush to class after the bell rings, it wouldn’t let me reach that sweet sweet bar of full-on-smiles. Fine, future students, I owe you all ten bucks… only if you’re admit to our holy sacred school though.

Ha! I sound like Principal Wentz.

Profit-oriented mindset over one hundred babe.

I just entered the horrifying classroom of 8AM3. Welcome back to the real world my friends. As soon as I pretty much had my presence in the room students came to class. I heard a lot of talk ‘bout me being the coolest, chillest, most laid-back teacher here in the Junior buildings so I guess I have no competition or complaints.

I can already see the small group of students which I have known to be quite shy. They have my music class after Patrick’s theory crap that I don’t really pay that much attention to.

Mr Flowers just nodded along the conversation he’s having while Mr Bowie kept talking about this junior that idolizes him despite walking down outside the halls of my class. They sure have forgotten that I’m not closing the Godd*mn door before the class have their attendance.

My habitual scoff just came by so casually that students think of it as some form of comic relief. I don’t really know how to explain to these lil demons that it’s an attitude problem.

To think that Patrick’s just on my class, 8AM3, right now, teaching them how Do and Re sounds good together makes me feel better on how I’m actually giving the world- 9AM1 rather, a favor for consuming their time studying with my existence. That’s a joke, Patrick’s probably having fun right now.

Well, it looks like it’s about time.

I looked out the window in the similar fashion the students did as well.

Tick tock tick tock.

“What time is it?” Oh god, that voice crack though. I can hear the punks in this class snickering at it.

“Just struck nine” There goes my sunshine haired buddy cham pal.

“Is the cat at home?”

“He’s about to dine”

It’s Josh, this happened yesterday as well, and the day before. He’s teaching that “cat and mouse” game with the students; this time it’s 8AM2, not 8AM1.

Did I already explained to you why I call classes by numbers?

Well, because the real names sucks. No kidding, it’s so overused.

Who would name their classroom “Grade Eight Morning Glory?”, seriously? I want my class to be “Grade Eight Mary Jane”

Has that kind of ring to it, amiright?

Up until now I wonder why on earth Patrick and Frank likes their class names. I mean- those names are decades old. “Grade Ten Patience” seems plain, don’t tell Frank that.

“Sir do we have an assessment today?” Molly asked from the back with her hand stretched higher than Tyler’s current mood. I nodded as they all groaned. Laughing out of- well, sadism I guess? I had the projector connected to the PC and had it on freeze.

There the students saw my desktop wallpaper of a class picture me and the 8AM3 informally had, plus Patrick, Dallon and Spencer. Spencer truthfully looked out of place in this picture, it looks like he had a date with Aubrey Hepburn. Meanwhile Dallon stood there like he’s telling everyone his birthday is today- but he doesn’t have to lie that it’s on May 4th and that he just turned seven. Patrick’s just there, signature fedora on and a small peace sign.

Let’s not forget my entire class though. We have Frank Gioia and Eva in the front with Frank’s hands on her waist as her eyeliner-ed eyes shone against the color black. The Fro power and his friend glasses just stood there with awkward check poses that seems to go back somewhere deep and hidden in the past. Melanie and Ashley just stood there with no expression, except for the other student beside them, which is Jon, who’s doing the same peace sign Patrick’s been keeping up. The rest is can be explained stereotypical-ly; the emo, the shy artist, the jock, it’s just a fun variety to look at.

“Is that cous’?” I saw him pointing at the one with a black hoodie from the corner of my eye.

“Yep, that’s definitely your cousin Adam”

“They all look happy as heck”

“Sir can we take this sort of picture later?”

Another batch of noise.

Anyways, before my brain shuts down to “teaching mode” looks like I have to get back to this thinking normally crap later. Honestly the author just got no idea how American schools work so let her skip this part dotdootdoot. (let’s just say rep-emo isn’t an American Author (badum tsk))

●———————–●

Finally; the end of the day. Organizing my stuff after drinking my cold caffeine that was left in the canteen at break, I finally had my temporary freedom I shall redeem before my world domination.

Speaking about possible world domination if either me or Patrick does it we’ll both have things planned out but procrastinate later on.

Blowing my students a playful kiss when the bell rang I waltz to the exit first, even so I can still hear their laughs and joyful cheers.

Then I saw something- rather, someone I wish I could just avoid for the week.

Christian Tyler Joseph

My feet practically swooshed and I’m pretty sure my sole—and also my soul—said “nope, not today”. I swear, I’m an atheist but I prayed at that very moment. You know that tense feeling those cliché video game main character does when he or she feels the villain’s presence or just something freaky in the ceiling happens? If you’re thinking you are imaging those overused gulp noises that’s actually real, very real.

Yeah, feeling it.

“Oy! Brendo-”

“I’ll pay my debt later Troye!” Thank God I cut him off before he diss me in front of the students.

“For the last time Fivehead it’s Tyler!”

I know. Dude, we’ve been working together for years now and yet you seem dense about it, maybe that’s just because I always act stupid, don’t let that fool you, I am stupid.

Honestly, that poor guy is so easy to tease. If it wasn’t for my distracting use of ’T’-names I would have had a small—small as Tyler could get—fight. I heard a huff from behind my back that obviously came from Tyler himself, yes, I’m stubborn.

●———————–●

A sigh sadly escaped my lips as I flipped to peak into my students’ Assessment grades.

From Ashbridge to Zoroa; all were sorts of disappointment. Even those who got perfect seems fake to me. If Ryan didn’t left me to go somewhere with Spencer he would have said the grades are as fake as diamonds that looks like broken glass.

I’m so unhappy right now. Never thought I’d use that word.

That all changed when I heard the door slid and also a student did the same but in a more humane manner.

          Enter Ashley the student.

She’s that special student who’s quite popular, inside and outside school grounds. She’s literally a celebrity. She seems to get away each time she dyes her hair unlike another student of mine that goes by the name “crybaby”.

Guess who’s her advisor?

Yeah, that’s obviously me, anyone who said “Dallon” deserves a spank… or a slap, that’s just kinky.

“Hey there Mister Urie”

“Hello to you too Ashley, what’s up?”

Unlike other schools, we’re all practically informal here; teachers and students are pretty much close buds that we don’t even have some guidance counselor, I don’t know if that is a flaw or not… I guess Meagan is a counselor, but that’s just Pete’s wife. Going back to Ashley she’s the only girl in my class—well aside from Melanie—that calls me Mister Urie all the time, but that’s probably due to respect, which is quite neat unlike some students.

“I have milk and cookies here, Melanie wanted to give this out and um… She also asked me to give you this note…”

Yeah, that’s Melanie, no one exactly trusts her, except for Tyler and Hal- I mean Ashley I guess.

“Cool, just place it one of the chairs thanks”

She nodded- before I rudely interrupted when the thought rushed back deep inside my skull.

“Wait, what’s written?”

“Umm… It says; Do you like my cookies? They’re made just for you, a little bit of sugar and… lots of poison too” She seems to hesitate on reading it and I have no doubts on why she is.

Honestly, this is one of those times I wish I could pacify her.

I couldn’t blame her actions, she’s been through a lot- like, a whole looot, as edgy as the book written by Pete when he was young (we fortunately got to read it in his office, don’t tell anyone) she has been kidnapped, rough family, drugged and other things I wouldn’t go deeper.

She’s pretty odd, but really a pretty nice person at the same time. It’s like the half dyes of her hair. She, Frank, Eva, Jon, Mikey, Ray and Richie would talk to me all day and I feel comfortable with them.

I honestly like crazy people like her. She doesn’t mind me doing crappy things and she empathize with me, it’s nice to have someone like that ya know?

Hallelujah, I have such great students and yet I’m a sh*tty teacher. I wonder what type of cookies are in there-

F*ck, that pink pastel box looks creepy as Teletub-

I need some breather.

“Hey Ashley can you pass me the coc-”

Oh wait f*ck

She doesn’t know that yet

Oh god that sounds wrong. No I’m not gay shut up… What are you talking about me and Ryan are just friends. No, not even Dallon, shut up. Denial what the- okay I’m done talking to y'all, I’ll tell you about my past with Ryan later, m'kay? Yes I’ll talk about Dallon later too but now you f*cks are just distracting me.

Anyways, she doesn’t know I do cocaine.

“Uhh… what?”

Sh*t, you guys make me sound so bad. Thinking about it, I am the only one to blame if she did knew.

Think Brendon! Think!

WHY AM I IMAGINING SCENES FROM HANGOVER RIGHT NOW?! IT’S STILL 2001.

“Pass me the…. baby powder from the back of the second row shelf thanks”

“Okay… what does it look like there’s a bunch of jars here Mister Urie!” Yelling a bit for me to hear, I felt a drop of sweat coming from my distracting forehead.

“Uhh…. It’s in one of those straight shoote- I mean flower designs in it”

She raised a small glass tube with some flower designs in it. She raised her eyebrow a bit like it’s already questioning me.

I mean, why would someone smoldering with appeal like me would buy flowers? I had enough with people questioning my sexuality so I’m not having that again.

“This one?” She held the love roses tube and shook it. I hope she didn’t suspect me for anything if so then I hope that I ain’t kissing Pete’s *ss for this. Thank past me for buying filtered one and not the transparent, but that’s too early for me to say so.

“Yeah, bring it here. Thanks” She threw it to me and I caught it, fortunately.

“Why would you have it in a flower case?”

Haha…

“I have no containers left, is all”

She nodded once more “I’m pretty sure Principal Wentz would allow ya to use one of the containers in the science room, I mean you’re close to Mister Iero as well right?”

Haha… riiight. I’m pretty sure Mister Wentz or Iero wouldn’t

“Yeah, thanks for the idea and the cookies, tell Melanie the same”

“Yeah, you’re welcome Mister Urie”

●———————–●

“BRENDON!”

That’s Dallon, once more in all his glory. He never seems to stay calm after his week of teaching in this school. His hair looks like his wife quiffed it- whatever people call that hairstyle, maybe I should say hair mess.

“What?” As you can tell, I’m tired as well so long and goodnight Dal, I need some shut eye. This is the same man who almost fell asleep while teaching the opium war, quite surprising that he can be this tense.

“YOU CAN’T DO DRUGS IF THEY CAUGHT YOU YOU’RE IN BIG TROUBLE-”

“SHH!”

Yeah! I would be if you continued yelling.

“Shut up Dallon” I closed the door behind me only to here Dallon handling the doorknob back open.

“Brendon, it’s not healthy”

What is he gonna say? Cardiac arrest? Lung problems? Yeah, I know the side effect don’t worry about it, stimulation has always been a part of me even though I try so hard to deny it. I try to stop each time though so I don’t have to hear this right now.

(Author just searched the side effects of cocaine so this may not be exact, author is not a doctor, author’s life sucks)

“Uhuh”

“No I’m serious! My friend used to do drugs as well and he-”

Oh no. I’m having this talk again am I?

Rolling my eyes back to a distant land called “Nopeland”. I could only hear incoherent sounds of a failed attempt to get me to change my decisions in life. I only found the polychromatic color that matches the walls once more when my eyes landed back to my table.

Smirk.

Grab.

Flick.

“W-cou-hat the h-heck Brendon that’s childish eew is that baby powder or powdered milk? Disgusting”

Nah, that’s coke, have fun cleaning your uniform for tomorrow morning kiddo.

And then- with just one swish and flick- I magically landed back to happy land. Maybe it’s the side effect of cocaine, may or may not be but whatever, I’d like to think that it is for the moment. It’s nice to see someone’s first encounter with coke, if I were to be Van Gogh I’d be painting this view of Dadlon trying to remove the white stains from his crotch right now.

Looks like I have something to write on my Journal huh?

Let’s be real though dear hopefully-future-students; my dairy is a lot more cooler than the Diary Of A Wimpy kid? No? Yeah you’re right, my life sucks. If this were a subject you all would have had all my assessments perfect even on your first day.

I don’t know whether you should take that as a compliment or that states you’re slowly becoming trash- well no, technically all you little eyes are my treasure so don’t go living in the dumps.

“Brendon please help me remove this stuff”

“No thanks”

“Beeeebooo”

“Not this again Dallon”

This is some sick technique in which Dallon uses the nickname “Beebo” to get me to do something. No, I’m not telling you “why Beebo?”.

Fine.

It all started when me and Patrick were teaching the seniors for a bit since Andy couldn’t come due to a winter storm at his place. We were at Patrick’s small enthusiastic explanation about a simple concept when someone boldly called me “Beebo” and it just stucked.

Groaning in the same manner the students of 9AM1 from earlier, I grabbed my handerchief and started rubbing the surface of his sweater that he probably bought last week.

“I hate you”

“Love you too Beebs, now continue helping me will you?”

Geez, I do have a lot to write down today.

Oh crap, he didn’t bought this last week; it says “Grade 10 Hibiscus” so it’s most probably hand made for him from his last advisory class. He got this last Christmas. Crap, I ruined his greatest gift. I am so sorry Dallon. Best not to tell this and the Ashley incident to anyone.

●———————–●

My eyes wondered about when I saw the box Ashley left in the corner.

That pink box…

I swear, I don’t have any idea on what to do with these cookies, they actually smell and look delicious. I guess I’ll never know huh?

“Hey Mister Urie is Richie’s detention over? He asked me to go shopping in Hot Topic today that’s why I’m asking” The next person to ever slide in after class today is Frank Gioia. The emotional kid who doesn’t seem to mind what everyone thinks, he’s a cool dude I swear.

“Oh, he’d be up by no-”

About the box….

As bright as the ideas Gerard drew in his sketchpad (which is full of strange looking people by the way, especially that all white violin girl), my eyes fluttered at the sudden thought that occured.

“Hey Frank?”

“Yeah?” He tilted his head to peak in a bit more. He doesn’t seem to be fazed at the fact I avoided answering his question.

“Want some cookies?”

Silence.

He stared at me for a bit, then back to the box I was supposedly reaching out for him to taste. His eyebrow raised at the sight of it.

“Isn’t that Melanie’s?”

Oh, he knew, that was some fail.

Lie or not to lie?

Nah, lying is pretty much fun if you’re a girl.

“Yeah, Melanie gave it to me earlier”

“Yeah saw it too”

Then another batch of awkward silence followed as we stared at each other, eyes locked with such confusion present on both sides.

“Sure… I’ll take one”

He came closer and took a bite of the chocolate chipped cookies from the forsaken box. He seems delighted somehow.

Well.

Looks like I have a new box to place my ecstasy.

●———————–●

I bumped into Ryan earlier.

He gave me this blank look before leaving me in the halls. He seemed to be carrying another paper bag; two packs of cheese whiz I presume. He didn’t seem to mind me whenever I snoop into his bags, although this time was an exception.

       ⏭️The theater in Brendon’s mind⏮️

Ryan: *looking at his paper bag*

Fab Brendon: What’s that *about to reach into the bag*

Ryan: *Slaps hand*

Ryan: Y o u  a r e  n o t  m y  f r i e n d

Exit Ryan.

⏯️

Trust me, give him a few more days and the two of us we’ll be okay, he wouldn’t exchange our friendship over cheese whiz….

I wonder if he thinks the same about me and Frank Sinatra, if so tell him I’d choose the latter.

●———————–●

On my way home I saw Ray and Mikey talking about Gerard and his small sketchpad they saw behind the bush in which he probably left it.

“How did it end up there in the first place?” They looked as confused as I am, Ray just raised his lips a bit higher to look like he’s pensive for an answer.

“He’s Mister Way after all, he can get like this, right Moikey?”

“Mikey Ray, It’s Mikey. Yes, he does act as irresponsible at times”

Sometimes I wonder if that face shows sadness, disappointment, anger or just plain nothing. It’s a pokerface no one could ever break, not even that time Joe played around with Frank’s chemistry set, I mean, mixing Mountain Dew and chunks of Doritos was funny and all, and Gerard’s reporting skills on that scene made the class laugh even more.

I sure do love this school’s innocent scenes.

Wait I’m going too far, back to Mikey.

“Anyways, do you know where your brother is at the moment?”

He shook his head in reply but Ray nodded it with excitement.

“Yeah he said he’s going to binge watch Star Wars in the cinema”

Mikey’s face dropped a bit before going back to normal. That action probably meant sadness… right?

“He forgot to drive me back home, whatever I’ll just walk”

“I’ll come with you don’t worry, we’re practically neighbors”

“no we’re not”

“shush”

I know that I laughed at that small conversation but I still feel the small strange vibe Mikey’s been radiating, unlike Gerard he would have punched me in the face if he was at the scene and tell me to “stay the *beep* away from my sketchpad!”

Was that beep necessary?

“Do you want me to call Gerard?”

“No, it’s okay Mister Urie”

I shrugged as he denied my random act of kindness, ouch.

“Whatever kiddos, get home safely okay?” “Yes Mister Urie” “Oh, and bring your brother’s sketchpad, he doesn’t want it in my hands”

Mikey raised an eyebrow “Don’t you wanna see what’s inside?”

I mean, it could be anything edge-shock-y so I wouldn’t dare open it.

“N-nah, rather not”

Mikey just nodded and fetched for the sketchpad in my hands.

Then I walked back home, just like they did.

God, I’m stopping drugs. Things like this are more stimulating…. and stressful

[ao3feed-ryden]

All My Own Stunts

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2sPrgFC

by DallonsLegs

"My God Brendo- it's really not that big of a deal," Pete sighed into his phone.

"Says the one who gets to slack off during gym while I'm stuck..." Brendon paused.

"Cheerleading." Pete finished for him with a very unconcealed laugh.

"Well Fuck." - Or AU where in order to graduate highschool Brendon needs to take (and pass) some sort of physical education class, and lucky for him cheerleading is the only class that's still open.

Words: 770, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Panic! at the Disco, Fall Out Boy

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Ryan Ross, Brendon Urie, Pete Wentz, Tyler Joseph, Josh Dun, Mikey Way

Relationships: Ryan Ross/Brendon Urie, Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Cheerleading, adding tags as I go

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2sPrgFC

[heoneyology]

2, 4, 13, 22, 26, 35, 45, 50!

2. A song that used to be your favorite, but now you don’t like

Jason Derulo’s Watcha Say. AS SOON AS THAT FUCKING MEME CAME OUT IT RUINED THE SONG FOR ME LMFAO

4. A song that you’re embarrassed to like

Me, still suffering from high school embarrassment and shame - That’s What Makes you Beautiful. YOU GOT SO MUCH CRAP IF YOU LIKED ONE DIRECTION AT MY SCHOOL BUT THAT SONG???????? Five years later I am still lowkey embarrassed for liking them and that song but…I do…

13. A song that reminds you of your current partner/crush

There are two!! Firstly, Beast’s Shadow because that was the first kpop song Jeremy and I bonded over before we started dating. Second is Carry On by Scott & Brendo.

22. A song that motivates you to work/helps you focus

Frame of Mind by Tristam & Braken and Warriors by Imagine Dragons usually get me into a pumped up mood to motivate me to work.

I don’t really have a song to help me focus because it kind of depends on what I’m doing…like, for example, if I’m writing, I’ll listen to certain character playlists I’ve made. Or if I’m studying I listen to Pirates of the Caribbean & League of Legends instrumentals.

26. A song that reminds you of your favorite fictional character

Monster by Imagine Dragons

35. A song that sends chills down your spine

고마워요 (Thank You) by CNBLUE

45. Your favorite Disney song

EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A CAT!!!! ESPECIALLY THE NEW VERSION WITH CHARLES PERRY SINGING IT!!!

50. Free slot! Any song you want to share!

Highlight (formerly Beast)’s song Danger from their new album is sO GOOD?? Also the entire Halsey Badlands album & Melanie Martinez’s Crybaby if people haven’t listened.