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dirty-urie · 3 years ago

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Experience

Chapter 9

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Warnings: brief mentions of contagious disease (possibly covid, but I left it vague. Assume everything the characters do is with proper vaccines, tests, etc.), sex

You balk at him. “All the other bands that are supposed to be here are sick?”

“And most of the label bigshots. They all went to some party last night. They want to continue the meetings on video call, but I’m saying hell no. I came all the way to Mexico to figure this out in person. I’m not staring at a laptop all day for a week for a tour I don’t even want to be included in.”

“Asserting your boundaries, I like it. So what’s the good news?”

“The good news is that we have three days free together in Mexico before we can fly home. Sandy beaches, nice restaurants, and more importantly, spending time with each other.”

You grin at him. “Yes, please. That sounds incredible.” He kisses you happily. “Does this mean we can sleep together tonight? Since you don’t have work tomorrow?” you ask.

Brendon pauses to consider. “We can, but we shouldn’t right now. Later tonight.”

You pout. “Why?”

“Because I want to take you out to a fancy dinner and a long walk on the beach first. Like a gentleman.”

You roll your eyes. “Brendon, I appreciate the sentiment, but you are gentlemanly enough already. You shouldn’t take this too seriously. I know you grew up religious, but our souls won’t intertwine or anything like that.”

Brendon smiles softly, grabbing your hand. “I don't want to put too much pressure on tonight,” he tells you quietly before pausing briefly for emphasis, “but I don’t want to take it lightly either. It’s not just that I want your first time to be special, although I do, I want our first time to be special. Our first time together. Let me spoil you.”

You blush. “Okay, yes. Fine. Take me out. We can get dressed after our shower.”

He pulls you against him. “Thank you for indulging me, sweetheart.”

“Anything for you, Brendon.”

He smiles at you warmly. “Are you clean yet, darling?”

You hesitate. “Should I shave?” you ask shyly, glancing down. Brendon hasn’t said anything about your pubic hair, positive or negative, but you still feel insecure about simply trimming it instead of shaving or waxing it off completely.

Brendon shakes his head. “Probably not wise to irritate your skin right before I plan to touch it a bunch,” Brendon points out. “Plus, I’ve always appreciated a nice bush,” he smirks.

“You don’t mind it? Really? You’re not just being polite?”

“I not only don’t mind it, I enjoy it tremendously,” Brendon says, and you remember Kala telling you that Brendon refuses to fake sincerity.

You turn off the water and kiss him. “Okay, let’s get ready to go then.”

You both reluctantly leave the shower, and rummage through your bags. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Brendon pull out a box of condoms and place them on the nightstand for later.

You whine at the sight, the condoms making it feel so much more real. Brendon turns to you with raised eyebrows. “I’m just excited,” you explain.

“Me too,” Brendon admits, yanking up his pants and walking over to you. “It’s getting late. How about we grab a snack on the beach, and we’ll have a real meal tomorrow for breakfast?”

You grin. “You’re caving. Your gentlemanly ways are waning.”

“Absolutely. Now let’s leave this hotel room before they vanish completely,” he urges, and you giggle, kissing his cheek.

“Lead the way, B.”

•••

The wind whips your hair as you stare out at the moonlight reflecting on the ocean. “I love to look at the water at night,” you sigh happily. “It makes me feel so small and insignificant in the universe. In a good way.”

Brendon wraps his arms against you, and you rest your head against his chest. “I get that. The ocean is so deep and dark and chaotic, but we’re safe here on land. It’s peaceful.”

You and Brendon are somehow the only ones on the beach, and it’s silent except for the sound of the waves and Brendon’s heartbeat. “I always feel this sense of calm when I’m with you though. Like there’s so much chaos going everywhere except our little beach together,” you say. “And I know I’ll have to face the chaos eventually, that’s life. But I can always come back to you when I need a break.”

“I do that too. Even when you’re not around. I just picture your face when I’m overwhelmed, and I feel better,” Brendon tells you, stroking your hair. You sit together quietly for a little while longer. “You ready to go back to the room, darling?”

“Just another minute,” you murmur.

“Are you nervous?”

You shake your head. “Not nervous. I’m just… mentally preparing, I guess. I know it’s silly, but I can’t help but feel like things will change afterwards.”

“Nothing you say is silly. That’s a valid concern.” Brendon entangles his hand with yours. “But maybe things will change for the better. You’re letting me inside your body. That’s a pretty huge deal. We’ll build so much trust and affection and intimacy,” he muses.

“I like that thought.” You kiss his cheek. “Take me to bed, Brendon.”

•••

You suppress an anxious giggle as he approaches you to unbutton the front of your dress. He kisses the side of your neck as he skillfully works down your front, and you moan, tipping your head to the side.

“Can’t wait for this,” he admits breathlessly. “Gonna make you feel so good, baby.” The dress slips off your shoulders, revealing the lacy bra you secretly changed into after your shower. Brendon cups one of your breasts without looking, expecting your usual smooth cotton.

He makes a choking sound, pulling away your neck. He takes a step back from you, marveling at you in awed silence. “Fuck. Is that-“ His pupils are blown and his chest is heaving.

“Lace,” you confirm. You’re about to ask him if he likes it when he lunges forward to lock his lips with yours, placing his hand firmly on your back to urge you closer. Your dress slips down onto the floor and he grasps your ass, also covered in lace.

“You drive me so fucking wild,” he gasps, pushing his hips against you. His cock is clearly interested in your near-nude form.

You moan against his lips. “Oh god, are you-”

“I’m so hard for you, pretty girl,” he confirms.

You gasp and he pulls away, concern evident across his face. “Are you okay?

“More than okay,” you whine, “I just need you. Now.”

He strokes your hair. “You’ll have me. I promise you’ll have me.”

You drag him by the front of his shirt to the bed. You unceremoniously shed your bra and panties before you lie on your back.

You look up to see Brendon’s eyes darken and his breathing stutter. He eagerly tears off his shirt and pants until he’s completely naked too, his flushed erection a stark contrast against his pale stomach. “How do you want to do this, love?” he asks calmly, trying to stay focused despite his clear arousal.

You decide not to hesitate. You know what you want. “I want you on top, facing me,” you say quietly, chewing on your lower. “I know that’s cliche.”

Brendon crawls on top of you, leaning in close to you. His lips meet yours, and they move against your mouth slowly, reverently. He breaks the kiss, and you don’t bother to stifle your needy moan. He places a hand on your cheek, gazing at you in sheer adoration. “It’s a classic for a reason, darling.”

You move your hand to stroke the hair at the nape of his neck affectionately. “Thank you, B. We’ll try the fancy positions another time. I promise.”

He lowers his voice to a whisper. “To tell you the truth, most of them are overrated,” he admits with a laugh.

“Overrated or not, I want to try it all with you. But for right now I just want you to hold me close and thrust in deep, okay?” You wrap your legs around him, sliding your wet pussy over his cock. He leans in ago to kiss you, this time sliding his tongue across your lower lip, asking silently for entrance. You let him nudge your lips apart as you spread your legs for him. “Take me, Brendon,” you whine.

Brendon grabs a condom from the nightstand and slides off of you onto his back before opening the packet. You watch him roll the latex down his length, studying him in case he wants you to do it yourself one day. He lets his hand wander back between your legs, placing his whole palm against your cunt. “God, you’re totally soaked.” He moves his hand from between your legs to between his own, slicking up his cock. “Do you want me to use lube anyway?”

You bring your hand to your throbbing entrance. “No, I don’t think I’ve ever been wetter. I’ll be okay.” You slip two fingers inside with no resistance. “Oh god, I’ll definitely be okay.”

Brendon rolls back on top of you, lining up the head of his cock with your opening. “You might feel a little discomfort for just a bit. That’s normal, but if you feel any pain at all, tell me, and we’ll stop immediately. Okay?”

You nod. “Of course. I’ll tell you. I trust you, and now you have to trust me.”

“I do.” He kisses your forehead. “Can I push in now?”

“Yes- oh wait.”

“What do you need, love?”

“Can you hold my hand?” You smile sheepishly, slightly embarrassed. Brendon tangles his fingers with yours, and you squeeze his hand tightly, grinning. “Okay, I’m ready.” You squeeze your eyes shut.

Brendon thrusts slowly inside you. You exhale as he fills you, your heart pounding out of your chest. “How does that feel?”

You open your eyes, hesitating. “Good, I think? It definitely doesn’t feel bad.” You feel a little full and a little stretched; it’s satisfying, but you’re not sure you’d go as far as to call it pleasurable. It’s not quite as good as your vibrator or his fingers inside you.

“It’s okay if your mind isn’t blown yet,” Brendon laughs. “I’ve barely moved. You won’t hurt my ego.”

You smile, reassured. “Okay. You can move whenever you’re ready,” you allow.

Brendon pulls his hips back before sinking in deep. You both gasp, him at the feeling of your pussy completely enveloping his cock, and you at the feeling of him grazing against your g-spot with his tip.

“Oh, Brendon, you’re right by my g-spot,” you cry. “Can you-” Brendon cuts you off by tilting his pelvis forward, changing the angle of his cock inside you. “Yes, fuck, that’s the spot,” you chant. You finally feel, not just not bad, but good. Satisfyingly full in ways you couldn’t get from just his fingers or your toys, and buzzing with pleasure radiating from your core. And the feeling of him on top of you makes your heart swell affectionately. He’s warm and heavy and slick with sweat, and you feel so close to him, both physically and emotionally.

As soon as Brendon knows you feel good, he finally allows himself to revel in some of his own pleasure. He growls and crushes his lips against yours, prying your lips apart with his tongue urgently. You moan against his mouth, letting him in. His tongue slides against yours desperately, and he slides one of his hands to rub your clit, groaning deeply when your walls clench and spasm around him. Each methodical stroke sends shockwaves through your whole body and you can’t help but squeal each time the sensation from his thumb pressing on your clit overlaps with the sensation from his cock.

“I love seeing you like this. I wish I could fuck you forever just to see you writhing in pleasure,” Brendon marvels, his voice rough from his constant sounds of pleasure. “Don’t get me wrong, you feel fucking phenomenal clenching around my cock. So phenomenal that I’m trying not to come and trying not to die all at once. But even that is not as hot as driving you fucking wild, darling.” You whine at his words, your hips automatically jerking up to meet his thrusts, and urge him even deeper inside you. He chokes, hips stuttering as he tries to retain control of his own movements. “Goddamn. I may have spoken too soon. Your cunt feels so fucking good. I don’t know if I’d rather watch you take my cock or feel you take my cock.”

“Luckily, you don’t have to pick,” you manage between shrieks of sheer arousal.

He chuckles through clenched teeth. “In theory, but I’m having a hard time doing both without coming on the spot,” he admits, grunting when he slams harder into you than he expected.

You cry out in ecstasy at the feeling. “Fuck, I hope those muscles aren’t just for show, Urie, because you’ll need a lot of strength and stamina in the coming weeks. And in the coming minutes.”

“Oh?” Brendon asks, intrigued.

“I intend to fuck you up down and sideways,” you breathe. “I’m not going to be your cockslut, you’re going to be my pussyslut. Even when you’re working, I want your hard dick inside me, and something on my clit. Preferably your fingers, but I’ll settle for a toy if you make it up to me by eating my pussy as soon as you can. I fucking love you, and I love fucking you. I feel so safe and loved and close to you right now, and I also feel so goddamn good,” you moan, your toes curling and your eyes squeezing shut in pleasure.

Brendon’s thrusts halt, and you open your eyes in equal parts frustration and confusion. Brendon’s eyes are wide and dark and his jaw is clenched hard. You feel his stomach muscles tense on top of you. “What’s wrong?”

Brendon shakes his head, panting to catch his breath before he can speak. His cock spasms hard inside you, and for a moment you think he might be coming. “Fuck. That is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard in my life, babe. Use me. However you want. I’m yours.” You squeeze your muscles around his pulsating erection, and his nostrils flare. “But I don’t know if I can keep going like this tonight, love. I’ll happily eat your pussy for hours, or finger you until you scream, but I don’t think I’ll be able to fuck you without going fast and hard and rough. I can try, but I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”

“You can control yourself, Brendon, I know you can. If you couldn’t, you wouldn’t have sex with me in the first place. You’d never put me in a situation where you know you might hurt me,” you soothe. “But, um,” you bite your lip, “I want you to go faster. Harder. Let yourself go. Drive me wild on your cock just like you want.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am. I know you want to take care of me, but I’m not going to break with a little force. This is how you can take care of me,” you coax, bucking up your hips to slide up his length.

Brendon smiles at you adoringly. “I said this before, but anything for you, love.” He plunges back into you quickly, matching the faster pace on your clit too. You tighten your grip on his hand with one hand, and rake your nails down his back with another. He hisses, and you feel him jerk inside you, so you press down harder, mingling the mind-blowing pleasure with just a touch of pain. He nuzzles your sweaty collarbone while he drives into you desperately, clearly eager to do more than kiss and rub his face against you.

“Mark me up, Brendon,” you plead.

He nibbles hesitantly on your skin before pulling away. “What if we go to the beach?” he asks, and you’re shocked that he has any semblance of rationality left.

“Then everyone will know that my incredible boyfriend fucked me so good.” Brendon growls in agreement and sucks hard at the base of your neck. You wrap your legs around him. “Oh my god. I’m going to come for you.”

Brendon reluctantly withdraws his lips from your skin. “Me too. I’m surprised I lasted this long. Do you want me to pull out?”

You shake your head quickly. “I want to feel you. Fill me up with your hot come,” you beg. “Oh my god, now. I’m coming now,” you shriek, all of your muscles convulsing while waves of bliss pulse through your body. You milk Brendon’s cock with your pussy, forcing his own orgasm inside you. He comes for harder and longer than you’ve ever seen him come before, continuously spilling come into the condom. He barely manages to pull out before he collapses, his entire body completely spent. You’ve never seen him so utterly calm and blissed out. Even his cock will normally stay somewhat stiff after he comes, but he’s totally soft.

He ties the condom and tosses it into the trash can before you snuggle against him. He musters up enough strength to squeeze his arm around you. “Was that good for you, darling?” he asks.

You laugh, and he looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “Good is an understatement,” you tell him, and he grins.

“Good,” he says before yawning.

You play with his hair. “Are you tired? You worked hard, it’s understandable. We can go to sleep.”

He nods. “That sounds perfect, as long as you don’t mind. Sex is the only thing other than weed that actually relaxes me. Normally there’s a constant irritating buzz under my skin, but it’s not there lying in the afterglow with someone I love.”

You melt in his arms. “That’s exactly how I feel. Goodnight, Brendon.”

“Goodnight, my love.”

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rydenisreal · 3 years ago

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Okay so I listened to Local God. My first thoughts were that this man is singing way too high for way too long with no prep. He's putting too much on his voice. I couldn't make out anything except for "local god, you'll be remembered for the things you're not".

The backtracks were okay-ish, sounded a lot like the last song. The guitar solo(?) was interesting i guess.

I went and watched a couple of reviews by more experienced vocal analysts and across the board there was the consensus that he was straining his voice.

One part I did make out though was the mention of 2021 probably indicating this was written last year. Wondering why he didn't change that?

Still couldn't understand the lyrics so I went and searched them up.

"In 1998, You bought a b.c. rich. You were a master shredder from the jump. Blew them all away with the ritalin kids. While i was shedding through my sophomore slump. You had so many chances to become a star. But you never really cared about that." Is he talking about Ryan? The you had so many chances to be a star but you never really cared about really implys it is especially since Ryan was the one that left and partly faded into obscurity while Brendon stayed on, got famous but lost the sound of the band.

"You'll live forever as a local god. You'll be remembered for the thing you're not." Okay this has to be about Ryan cause while Ryan is really talented in his own right he's always talked and thought about as the guy who left. As the guy who's not there any more. This could also apply to Jon and Dallon too.

"We signed a record deal at seventeen. Hated by every local band. They say we never paid our dues." Pre split panic. It just is.

"It's 2021 and i'm almost famous. You never really cared about that." Almost famous? Dude your top song was played on radio on repeat for weeks. If I could physically kill it I would. What more are you looking for? (I'm not shaming him for being ambitious, I'm just like, ???? what's the endgame here?) Also why 2021?

"Are you melting face at the bellagio? Woah! Oh! Oh! Or are you teaching little kids how to rock 'n' roll?" Is he wondering where Ryan is?

"Did you get weighed-Down by your heart of gold? 'cos you really only cared about that" I'm certain this is about Ryan. "Creative differences" is just a pr friendly way to say that one person wanted to stick to what the band stood for and another to change completely to make bank. And Ryan was the one that left and stuck to his sound.

"Did you ever get your money back? Did you ever kiss the devil?" What does this mean? When you kiss the devil I'm assuming it's make a deal with the devil. And people often do that for money, fame, success. I'm wondering if Brendon is asking (Ryan directly I'm not sure) if he's caved and given in to to the music industry and changing to gain fame.

Anyway what do you think?

ok you're so so SO correct about Brendons voice being shot, I almost feel bad for him honestly.

second. I just listened to it for the first time and I felt like I got stabbed. like genuinely he needs to leave some room for me to tin hat in he can't just write the lyrics to LITERALLY COME RIGHT OUT AND TELL ME it's about Ryan.

that first line. honestly. you're incredibly correct about it being ryan considering they literally met in high school

I did look up the lyrics, and the ones I found said "it's even better than the thing you're not", which screams to me that Brendon is saying being remembered as a local god is better than being a star, as well as "you'll be remembered as the thing you're not", which also kind of has the energy of saying "you'll be remembered as the best band member, even though you left me and aren't even a band member anymore"

I wonder whether the rest of VLV could outline his plan for going forward, considering modern panic! albums seem to almost have a "one step forward, two steps back" kind of thing (from DOAB being a look back, to HIGH HIGH HOPES, to VLV looking back AGAIN), but "it's 2021 and I'm almost famous" gives me brainworms that I'll probably spend the rest of this century working out

I think just in general Brendon is wondering if he went the right route with his life, it kind of reminds me of the interview when he said that he doesn't think theres any jealousy between them, even if this song is kinda the opposite of no jealousy.

#solving viva las Vengeance #so that i remember to journal this

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loverontheleft · 4 years ago

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Put On A Show For Me (pt 3/3)

AU with PFTW!B. Fluff and smut. Finished. See my Masterlist for Parts 1 and 2.

Brendon x reader. Warnings: So...we’ve (@beautiful-tragic-fallout) created a points system for smut.

0.25 for handjob

0.25 for fingering

0.5 for blowing him

0.5 for going down on her

0.75-1.0 for sex, vanilla

1.5-2.0 for sex, advanced positions

3.0 for bondage, spanking, other kinks, or public sex.

This chapter has a score of 5, along with dirty talk, general language, a mention of Daddy, and some “dirty�� praise (slut).

Word count: 2.5k

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“You will be good for me, won’t you?” He purred the question, curved fingers still moving over his erection. You nodded, whimpering and squirming in your seat. “Yeah, you always are. You’re so good for me,” Brendon sighed, watching you through heavy eyes.

“I wanna be good,” you whined softly, reaching for him. “Let me.”

“Soon, Princess.” His voice was firm but you saw in his eyes that he needed you too. The plane started moving and you found yourself tapping on the armrest. “Once we’re up and at cruising altitude, you’ll be able to unbuckle and be as good as you want.” He stretched a little, groaning as his back arched, and you whined again, reaching down between your thighs to tease yourself. “No, baby. Be good.”

“But I-”

“Y/n, be good. I know you want it, but be good. Trust me, I want you. I want you so badly. I’m so goddamn hard for you, but we’ve gotta be patient.” Brendon closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “Tell me how you’re gonna be a good girl for me.”

You brightened at this. The only thing you loved as much as actually getting your husband off was talking about how you planned to do it. Brendon knew this. You paused for a minute, considering. “Once I can get out of this seat, I’m gonna crawl over to you and tug your pants down. Gonna suck on your dick for a minute to get you good and slick. Maybe I’ll slide my leggings down and wiggle out of these panties so I can rub my hand over my wet pussy and use that to lube you up.”

Brendon groaned, nodding and encouraging you to keep going.

“Once you’re achingly hard and dripping pre-cum, I’m gonna climb up into your lap. I’m not gonna tease you anymore; we both want it. I’m gonna sink down onto your cock and grab your shoulders so I can hold on tight when I start to ride you.”

“Y/n, please…” Brendon mumbled, stroking himself to your words. “You gonna ride me hard?”

“You know I am. I’m gonna grind in your lap and bounce on your cock; gonna let you play with my tits and gonna mark up your neck.” Your heart rate was up; your head was spinning. If you didn’t get his dick in you soon, you were going to combust. “Ride you slow, roll my hips back and forth, scratch at your chest, and dig my fingers into your shoulders so I can go faster.”

“Yeah?” He was breathing hard, gripping the armrest and gritting his teeth. “Fuck, I need you so bad, baby.”

It was at that moment that the pilot came over the speakers and announced you could take off your seatbelts. Before he’d even finished talking, you were out of your seat and down on your knees in front of Brendon. “Pants down,” you ordered. He complied, raising his hips so he could shove both layers down at once. “Fuck, you’ve got the best dick.”

Without any other words, you took him in your mouth, sucking hard and squeezing around the base of his cock. He cried out, gripping your hair in both hands and fighting the urge to thrust into your mouth. “Baby, your mouth!” You moaned around his cock in agreement, shoving a hand down into your leggings and teasing your clit. “Y/n, Princess, please - need your pussy. Love your mouth, but I need your sweet, tight pussy.” Brendon was begging and you hated making him wait.

“Yes, Daddy,” you murmured, grinning when he groaned and a bead of pre-cum appeared. You licked it off and then scrambled to your feet and kicked your leggings and panties off. “Gonna hold on tight, keep me safe?” You winked at him and Brendon nodded, grabbing your hips and tugging you down into his lap. His cock was pressed between you and you kissed him softly, running both hands through his hair tenderly and sighing in pleasure when his fingers flexed, squeezing you.

“Be my good girl,” Brendon told you, and you raised yourself up just enough to guide him into you. “Fuck,” he grunted, letting his head fall forward onto your shoulder. “So tight. Wet. Warm. Fuck, you’re incredible. And you’re mine.”

“Yours,” you managed to agree, gasping in pleasure when he bit down on your neck. “Yes, B - bite me, claim me, take me.”

“Ride me,” he mumbled against your skin. “Don’t make me ask you again, Princess, or I’ll have to spank you on this plane in front of our friends.” He suckled tenderly at the spot on your neck, making you moan and start to move. “Atta girl. Ride my cock.” You nodded and set to work, grinding and bouncing, watching his head fall back in pleasure as you squeezed around him. He groaned and rocked up into you, rubbing wet fingers over your nipples and clit. “That’s it, baby. Ride my cock.” His voice was low in your ear and you both felt the rush of heat at his words. “My dirty girl. Loves bouncing up and down on my cock...my Princess is a bit of a slut, huh?”

“Your slut,” you agreed breathlessly, whining and whimpering when he slung an arm around your hips and thrust up hard. He knew what that did to you; his dirty praise had pushed you over the edge many times before. Never cruel, harsh, or degrading; he always sounded so proud and in awe of you, so in love with you. It made you wild. Several times, he’d made you come in your panties just by kissing your neck, rubbing your nipples, and calling you his favorite slut.

He nodded, telling you that he was so proud of his slutty princess, and loved her so much. “Such a good girl. She takes my cock so good...makes me so goddamn hard. Be my best girl and ride my cock til I come in you.”

“Yes,” you nodded eagerly, crying out softly when you sank down deep on him and he thrust in firmly. His cock curved perfectly so he rubbed against exactly where you needed him most. “I’m gonna come.”

“Yeah? You’re gonna be good and come all over my cock? Do it,” Brendon urged, running a hand through his hair to push it out of his eyes. You were slowing down but still grinding your clit down against the base of his cock, and Brendon could tell you needed help. “You gonna come for me, baby?”

“Oh god, yes! Bren, you feel so good,” you whispered, clinging to him as you worked your hips back and forth. “You’re filling me up - I wanna come so bad - fuck, I need-”

“Tell me what you need, Y/n. Tell me what you want,” Brendon said as he stroked your back lovingly and pressed you close to kiss you. The embrace was slow and sweet, and he smiled against your lips. “I’ll do anything for my girl. She rode my cock so good; she can have anything she wants. Tell me what you need.” His fingers found your clit and he traced it delicately. “Tell me.”

“Need to get fucked,” you gasped into his mouth, begging. His cock throbbed in you and he grunted in agreement as he gathered your hair in one hand, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“How do you need it, sweetheart?”

“Not a lot of options,” you told him as you looked around the cabin with wild eyes. “You could - from behind, if I bent over the seat.”

“No, I want to see your face when I make you come,” Brendon countered, closing his eyes briefly to focus. “Floor is too hard. Not gonna take you on the floor. Bathroom?” You both pondered this option before Brendon shook his head. “No. How far does this seat recline?”

You were still moving in his lap when he grabbed the lever; one firm tug sent the backrest downward and he fell back flat, bringing you with him. You yelped and Zack turned slightly, eyes cast up to the ceiling. “You good back there?”

“Fine,” Brendon called back, his voice distracted as he grabbed your waist and rolled you over so he was on top of you. “Experimenting with these seats.”

“Sorry I asked,” Zack said drily, sliding his earbud back into place. You laughed and spread your legs so Brendon could settle over you more comfortably.

“Better?” He shifted again so his body was stretched over yours. You nodded, biting your lip. “You are so gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous and you’re all mine.” With that, he reached down and grabbed his sweatpants and your leggings off the floor and folded them up, urging you to raise your hips. You did so and he slid them under you, pressing an urgent kiss to your lips. “Don’t have any extra pillows,” he mumbled. “But gotta keep those perfect hips lifted for me. Wanna fuck my slutty Princess good.”

“Fuck, I need it so bad,” you moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist and scratching long marks down his back. “Go hard, make me come.” He nodded, taking you in his arms and holding you close as he thrust into you. “Best - fucking - cock,” you panted while you met his thrusts. “No one has ever - not ever - fuck, not ever this good!”

“Damn right,” Brendon muttered, doubling his pace. He couldn’t keep his hands and mouth off of you; between the thrusting and touching and kissing, you knew you’d be coming soon. “Only ever me. My girl gonna come for me?”

“Yes,” you whined, arching your back and clinging to him. “Only ever you - you’re gonna make me come so fuckin hard!”

“Then do it, love,” Brendon told you, lifting one of your legs higher and going slower but more deliberate in his thrusts. The feeling of his cock going deep, filling you, pressing into you was intoxicating and you knew that if he so much as kissed your neck or pinched a nipple, you’d come so hard that he’d be down on his knees licking your thighs clean afterward. “Come, baby. Come on my cock.”

The squeal that wrenched itself from your mouth was loud and you’re sure more than a few people turned to look. But Brendon was on top of you, fucking you through it, chanting your name and praising you, kissing and biting your neck. As his hips worked, you arched and squirmed under him, begged him for more, and clung to him. “Don’t stop,” you groaned, your entire body trembling with exertion. “Don’t stop until you come in me.”

“My slutty girl wants me to come in her perfect pussy?”

“Need it,” you told him, squeezing around his cock. “Need it. I need it.”

“Well my best girl is in luck,” Brendon murmured. “Because I’m about to come and give it all to her.” You could feel his cock, slick and hard, throbbing in you. He was kissing you everywhere, and his fingers rubbed insistently st your clit. Your wet thighs cradled him as he fucked you relentlessly. “Oh fuck, Y/n, I’m gonna - Princess I’m right there!”

You reached down and, as he slid deep, you squeezed his balls gently. He buried his face in your neck, crying out in a hoarse voice that you were his best girl, his perfect girl. Feeling him come in you was your favorite sensation. He was deep in you, trembling and shuddering as his cock pulsed with his climax. His mouth alternated between praising and suckling, his fingers gripped your waist, and when he met your eyes, it was wild, unrestrained love and adoration shining there.

“The best, you’re the fucking best,” he moaned, his thrusts slowing until he was still. You tangled your arms around his neck and tugged him down so he was flush against you, and he collapsed over you. “My best girl. Such a good girl. Such a good slut for me. Fuck, you’re my perfect girl. I love you so much. Oh my god.” He always sounded dazed after a hard fuck, and you kissed his neck, nuzzling him affectionately and shifting slightly so you were both on your sides. “Y/n, honey. That was - god, that was insane.” He laughed a little, entwining your legs as he shifted closer.

“It was,” you agreed, snuggling into him. “Do you think it was the fact that we were up 38,000 feet?” He considered, biting his lip.

“Couldn’t have hurt. Also probably helped that we’re both kind of exhibitionists, and you managed this on a plane of all of our friends. They didn’t have to hear or see, but we both knew they were there. Fuck, so hot,” he groaned, nibbling on your earlobe.

“The best part is that we’re landing in 45 minutes. Which means in an hour and a half, we’ll be home in our bed.” You raised an eyebrow at him and he looked back at you curiously. “Means we can go again, on those very nice sheets we both love so much.”

“Fuck, I’m gonna eat my girl’s pussy so good that we’ll need to change those sheets. Gonna make you come all over my tongue, gonna lap up all your sweetness and go for more,” Brendon murmured, chuckling when he felt you squeeze around him in reaction to his words. “Feels like someone is on board.”

“This someone is always on board when it comes to your face and tongue in between my thighs.”

Brendon laughed, kissing you sweetly. “Glad to hear it. Let’s rest for a little bit, and then I’ll get down there and clean you up before we need to get dressed.” He looked at you for approval and you nodded eagerly. “Gonna lick and suck every inch of your pussy and thighs clean,” he promised.

You nodded happily and shivered a little, and he frowned, stretching for his abandoned hoodie. “I gotcha, Princess. It’s not a blanket, but it’s something.” You shifted so you could wriggle into it. “There we are, sweetheart. Better?”

“Better,” you murmured, hugging him tightly. “Gonna close my eyes for a minute.”

“Rest, baby. You earned it.” His warm hands stroked down your back and he nestled your head under his chin. You were snug in his arms, and, with your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat lulled you to sleep. “Sleep, my perfect girl,” Brendon whispered, and you sighed happily as your eyes fell shut.

#brendon urie #brendon urie smut #brendon x reader #fanfiction #my work #completed #imagine #put on a show for me #please #I want to ride Brendon Urie's dick I can't help it #brendon urie imagine #fanfic

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litrallytyrus · 4 years ago

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jatp liveblog — EPISODE 9!!!!! 😍

- LAST EPISODE IDK HOW TO FEEEEL!

- i’m hype but also sad it’s gonna be over omg omg omg omg okay let’s start baby

- PANIC AT THE DISCO??????? HUH?

- i’m loving alex’s fit he looks bomb in blue baby!

- WILLIE :DDD UR SO CUTE!

- luke and reggie said bye 😘✌️

- “i’d do anything for you” my heart

- HUGGGGKFJDJSKD ?? 🥺 HUG?!!!!!??!!!

- THEY R SO. IN LOVE IM GOING TO

- HOTDOG PLEASEEEEEEEE

- i cant believe they’re opening for fucking panic at the disco .

- “alex no dancing 😡🙄” LUKE SHUT UP

- alex said i’m gay and i don’t give a fuck <3

- awww they

- everytime i see julie for the first time in a couple of days i am blown away by her beauty and her fashion omfg

- the four of them r so cute together wtf

- THEIR HAPPY DANCES AWWWWWWWWW

- Carlos the Ghost Toaster ID WATCH IT

- why is bobby . hot . um

- ONLY LOVE, BABY LMAOOOOO he’s funny

- aw reggie .... REGGIE ... 🥺

- uh oh guys come on ... pull it together

- CARLOSSSS AHAHAHAHHAHA KING OF VLOGGING

- they’re standing so close together .

- omfg julie ur so sweet

- “you’re a star julie” SHE IS LUKE UR RIGHT

- BOY BAND SHDHDJE HES SO ADORABLE

- I FORGOT HOW GAY CALEB WAS HAH THE FIT PLEASE GAY VILLIANS FTW

- why does caleb make me laugh so much he’s so incredible

- where’s flynn hello

- HERE SHE IS OMG I MANIFESTED HER!!!!! HI FLYNN I MISSED U SM <3

- SHE HAD SUSHI WITH BRENDON URIE 🥺

- i’m scared what did caleb dooooooo :(

- THEY LOOK SO GOOD!!!!!!! kinda actually i also miss their casual clothes

- everyone is gay here huh ??? lol

- caleb is so iconic my god

- ALEX DOING THAT THING WITH THE DRUM STICK PHEWWWWWWW

- luke looks so angry please

- they’re all standing there like 😐

- AWWW NO JULIE

- “where do any of us really go?” HAHAHA I LOVE FLYNN SM

- aw julie :(

- this is so heartbreaking to watch :( 😣

- I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE HER MOM

- YES JULIE YESSSSSS

- imagine crying ur heart out in an alley and then two seconds later going on stage in front of so many ppl to sing . girl has CONFIDENCE

- the boys aren’t coming omg

- JULIES FAMILY LOOKS SO PROUD IM GONNA CRY

- she is so pretty guys what the honk

- it’s the way she just GLOWS when she’s singing i’m so .... 🥺🥺🥺🥺

- ALEX???????????????

- REGGIE?????!!!!!????!!!!

- NICK AND HIS FEDORA HAHAHAH

- omg luke baby what ....

- WOOOOO JULIE IS SO HAPPY AW

- ALEX SINGING ALEX SINGING HOLY MOLY

- REGGIES VOICE WHHIOOOOOOO

- i’m just thinking about how happy luke and julie must feel when they’re singing to each other and smiling so much like nothing else even matters

- CARRIE LOOKED . PROUD??????? DARE I SAY?

- CARLOSSSSS

- their family is so cute and julie still has the flower aw 🥺

- CARLOS PLS ILY

- oh wait r they gonna cross over .. surely not

- REGGIE AHAHAH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

- luke pls don’t cry i’m gonna cry

- “no regrets” i’m on the floor. i am on the FLOOR

- WHATT THE BELL IS HAPPENING

- aw omg them hugging and crying and being happy omg .

- oh nick .. hello nick 🙂

- ??????? WHAT IS GOIBG IN LUV WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKK ???

- WHATTTTTTYY THAT ENDING I DID NOT EXPECT IN THE SLIGHTEST WHATTTTTTTTT

y’all how did i not see one spoiler about that . WHAT THE HONK WAS THAT

#FHDJDJDJE #omg #omg this is so long #i’ll make another post with my overall summary #i’m so #emotional #jatp liveblog #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #carlos molina #flynn jatp #carrie jatp #reggie jatp #luke jatp #alex jatp #willie jatp #also i rlly wanna write a carrie x flynn fic help #i’ll wait tho 😎#i’m smelling a carrie redemption arc yall

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adultswim2021 · 3 years ago

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Space Ghost Coast to Coast #85: “In Memory of Elizabeth Reed” | December 7, 2003 - 11:30 PM | S08E04

Happy 20th anniversary, Adult Swim. And, boy, what a momentous episode of Ghost do we have here to celebrate. There are a number of episodes where the guest is an event unto itself and this is truly one of them. Frequent punchline William Shatner is an absolute cunt... and a proper legend. His cuntiness and legendary status are two things that seem to be at odds with one another, and the Space Ghost crew have managed to come up with an artfully idiosyncratic episode to match Shatner’s weird-guy-ness. It’s a classic for sure, and important. But (making a “smug dipshit” face) is it funny?

YES! It’s FUNNY! I will admit though, the first time I saw this episode I didn’t quite know what to make of it. This is partially because I’m very much a Star Trek agnostic. I’ve never been into Star Trek. In the last few years I’ve watched most of the pre-Next Gen motion pictures for inane list-making reasons, and I enjoyed them to varying degrees, but Star Trek is truly not for me. I’m more of a... well, I’m not a Star Wars guy either. What’s the other one? Uh... Spaceballs. That’s it. I’m more of a Spaceballs guy.

But I feel like I’ve absorbed a lot of Star Trek lore through cultural osmosis. I vaguely understand that William Shatner has had some deliberately-paced choreographed fight scene on those rocks from Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey. When I hear music similar to the the music that Jim Carrey hums in The Cable Guy, I’m pretty sure whatever it is I’m watching is doing a Star Trek thing. And yes, I’ve watched every single Red Letter Media “Mike and Rich talk about Star Trek for 4 hours” video. But even today, after having picked up more Star Trek knowledge on my journey to the grave, I still have this nagging feeling of “I only sort of get this”.

Still, this episode has a handful of screamingly funny lines, and the episode ends wonderfully, with Space Ghost in his death throes, suffering the ultimate indignity of dying in front of William Shatner. There’s also the part where Zorak asks why everyone in Star Trek is black, and a part where Moltar nervously reads from his fan fiction (from a book labeled TARD WARS, hahaha). Shatner, who has a reputation for being arrogant and difficult, is as good a sport as one could hope. The show makes good use of his hammier moments, and only shits on him slightly in the process. The most notable moment is when Shatner says to Zorak “didn't you and I fight to the death?” to which Zorak replies “That sounds pretty dumb, man”. I’ve actually quoted this line many times. It’s one of the best.

Also, for those of you who like to track these things: the show features callbacks to other episodes and shows; the handimen at Zorak’s apartment are clearly extras from Sealab 2020/2021, one of the Leprechauns from Aqua Teen Hunger Force shows up, and there’s a poignant callback to classic Space Ghost episode “Banjo”.

The title motif of this season is naming the episodes after Allman Brothers songs, and I always wondered about this one. Maybe I’m reaching, and it’s probably too disrespectful to be true, but I always thought that it was somehow a veiled reference to Shatner’s wife, whom he supposedly killed or let die. It’s simply too dark to be true, but it’s the first thought that immediately jumped to my mind when I first heard the title of this episode. Am I stupid for thinking this? Am I stupid because it OBVIOUSLY is a reference to that?? I simply do not know. I would like to know.

MAIL BAG

The big anniversary is upon us. What are your 20 favorite things about adult swim for 20 years going. Don't sleep on this question!

I gotta do SOMETHING special, so I might as well do this. More thought could have gone into this, but I spent about an hour trying to come up with episodes or moments from 20 different shows and putting them in rough chronological order. I limited myself to one episode/scene/moment/joke/whatever per show so it’s not all Space Ghost jokes. So, here we go:

Sealab 2021: “I, Robot”. Adult Swim proved it could be brilliant right out of the gate with the stealth premiere of “I, Robot”, but for Sealab it’s all downhill from here. (2000)

Space Ghost Coast to Coast: Space Ghost stops in his tracks to reminisce about the time Bobcat Goldthwait said "crack a window". The entire episode “Kentucky Nightmare” is brilliant, but this moment in particular so uniquely captures my sense of humor that it’s inexplicable. The dumb look on Space Ghost’s face when he stops in his tracks. Goddamn. (2001)

Aqua Teen Hunger Force: “Mayhem of the Mooninites” I tried very hard to make this all be individual jokes or scenes or whatever, but this is another episode where the entire thing is just line after line and I can’t really pick. This, “I Robot”, and “Kentucky Nightmare” is like a perfect trio illustrating how good Adult Swim really was right out of the gate. (2001)

Home Movies: Jason casually reveals that his parents have no idea who Brendon and Melissa are and that he spends most of his free-time making movies with them. This is the episode “Storm Warning” which is overall one of the best episodes of Home Movies, but this scene is probably my favorite. Illustrates how simple and hilarious the comedy is on this show. (2002)

Tom Goes to the Mayor: the end scene in “Undercover”, where they’ve shoddily reversed Tom’s various unnecessary surgeries and called him “Taumpy Tears” to boot. Positively sublime. (2006)

Metalocalypse: Dr. Rockso’s music video. From the episode “Dethclown”. I was never in love with this show as much as the true fans were, but there were a handful of incredible episodes. This episode basically tells one joke over and over and it’s very funny. It really ends with a bang showcasing Dr. Rockso’s shitty music video that celebrates cocaine use. His singing voice is hilarious. (2006)

Assy McGee: I am the only person in the world that defends Assy McGee as being “actually pretty good” and it’s all entirely due to this one line: Assy McGee (a pair of naked buttocks with legs, whose ass functions as his head) is forced to attend a black tie event and is just milling around wearing nothing but a black bow tie. Through clenched anus he delivers the line “I can barely breathe in this penguin suit”. The whole show is worth it for that joke. I don’t even know what episode it is except that it’s from one of the first few. I might not even have the line exactly right. But, I remember laughing so hard. I may not have laughed at Assy McGee again. (2006)

Saul of the Mole Men: The opening theme song. And nothing else. (2007)

Tim & Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!: Jim and Derrick. I should pick something more user-friendly maybe, since this episode almost entirely relies on being familiar with Tim & Eric’s previous episodes. But goddamn, this episode is such a funny concept (which is basically Tim & Eric doing an alternate MTV-ified version of Awesome Show) (2008)

Moral Orel: “Numb”. When Moral Orel suddenly stopped being a quirky Adult Swim comedy and suddenly started doing episodes that resembled art films. This episode is a fucking masterpiece. I remember sobbing the first time I saw it. There are a few in season 3 that are like that, but this one is my favorite. (2008)

Check it Out! with Dr. Steve Brule: Terry Bruge-Hiplo reviews “Dumpster’s Children”. Another bit of comedy that I’d describe as “inexplicable” and “sublime”, and it all hinges on an old man’s mouth. Holy fuck. I don’t think I’ve laughed harder than this at a TV show since. (2010)

Delocated: The ending of “Mole”, an extended Face/Off riff where Jon goes undercover as the scary mobster Sergei. In the final moments of the episode he marries a woman, fathers multiple children with her, and only then is pulled out of the mission. The episode is a tour-de-force of comic acting by Steve Cirbus, who is graciously allowed to shine for most of the episode. But man, that ending is fucking wonderful. (2010)

Venture Bros.: The ending of “Operation P.R.O.M.” a flurry of emotions hit me when “Like a Friend” by Pulp starts playing. The scene is so well done and weirdly touching. Brock realizes that deep down he gives a shit about the Venture family and is genuinely terrified something might happen to them. And then he gets to slaughter a bunch of Zorak monsters, which is also weirdly sweet. It’s even touching on a meta-level knowing that Jackson and Doc tried many times and failed to include licensed music in the show. I love Venture Bros, but I think we’d all be better off if this were the series finale. Sorry. I had to say it. (2010)

The Heart She Holler: The first scene with Patton being taught the way of the world posthumously by his father on a VHS tape. The first season of this show is amazing, but that scene, especially where Patton does a little Japanese bow and says “oh, hot dog!” is just hysterical. Literally every time a hot dog comes up in conversation my wife and I quote it. Please, do not scorn her, it’s not racist when SHE does it. (2011)

Eagleheart: The All That Jazz inspired finale. “Paradise Rising” is mostly a masterpiece, and how it ends is so fucking incredible. Easily the most under-rated show on Adult Swim and I’m not just saying that because... you know (mimes dick-sucking) (2014)

Rick and Morty: I watched the first two episodes of Rick and Morty, thought it was good, but for some reason didn’t become a devotee until my wife made me watch the Mr. Poopybutthole episode. It’s still my favorite episode, I think. (2015)

Brett Gelman’s Dinner in America: The “Dinner with” specials are all really good, but goddamn, this one hits. Should be shown in schools. I am going to go to every grade school in my county with an AR-15 (to get past the guards, of course) and I won’t leave until they call an assembly and they let me fumble around trying to find it on vimeo and play it for the students. (2016)

The Eric Andre Show: Eric interviews Steve Schirripa. The bit where he has an intern dip his balls in Steve’s spaghetti sauce is hilarious, naturally, but I’m here to showcase the running gag where every time Steve complains how hot the studio is, Eric just wordlessly hands him an ice cube until Steve explodes. It’s one of the most childishly hilarious things I’ve ever seen. It’s perfect. (2016)

Million Dollar Extreme Presents: World Peace: The Pick-Up artist sketch. I’m mostly unimpressed with MDE, and all but a few Sam Hyde bits leave me cold. But this sketch is a crowning achievement. I mean, I think these guys suck politically and are more mean than funny, but their sensibilities yielded one really incredible piece of comedy. Okay, I laughed at the blackface sketch too. There. You dragged it out of me. (2016) Joe Pera Talks With You: This show is beautiful and I love every episode. But the episode “Joe Pera Reads You The Church Announcements” Wherein Joe discovers a new-to-him song and can’t stop listening to it, is one of the most joyous episodes of television I’ve ever seen. A gateway episode. I tell everyone to please watch this one first. (2018)

#adult swim #space ghost coast to coast #adultswim2021

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stricken-with-clairvoyancy · 5 years ago

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Prinxiety fic recs

Hey everyone, I know isolation is difficult, and a good majority of the fandom use fics as an escape mechanism, so hopefully some people can get a kick out of some of these. As my blog title suggests, I mostly just consume prinxiety content, so this list is for any prinxiety stans out there. Feel free to add on with your own fics or recs, regardless of ship! All fics are completed unless stated otherwise, to avoid giving anyone WIPlash. :)

First up, literally anything by the Queen of Prinxiety (and stunning writing in general) @coconut-cluster. Hers was one of the first blogs who’s writing I got really invested in, and her writing is like the equivalent of snuggling into a warm blanket in the sunshine. It’s good stuff y’all. Writing masterlist If you’re overwhelmed by how many incredible stories she’s written though, I gotchu fam, here are some of my favourites to get you started: Sciamachy, My dreams made music in the night, Snowball fight

Powerless by @impatentpending . One of the best stories I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading, better than most published literature I daresay. Seriously it’s just,,, so good!!! If you haven’t read it yet I highly recommend you do. You’ve got morally grey villains, you’ve got wit, you’ve got a hoverbike named Brendon Urie. It’s an all round good time, except when, you know, it’s angsty.

The To Love And Be Loved series by @virgilsjourney It’s so soft!!! So light and sweet and comforting!!! You’ve got hurt/comfort (heavy on the comfort) with a large helping of mutual pining, and it’s the perfect fic if you need a pick-me-up after a long day.

Butterflies by @creativenostalgiastuff . I live for techie Virgil and this fic does not disappoint. Incredibly cute, Roman gets the validation he deserves, 10/10.

My true love gave to me by @lovelylogans Honestly my favourite oneshot of all time, I giggle the whole way through when reading this. The sheer magnitude of their mutual pining,,, incredible. Genuinely this fic is so wonderful and funny and lighthearted and sweet and hhhhhhhhhh. Looking at her masterlist I’ve also come to realise that she’s written a lot of my favourites, so I’ll just link that here! :)

Wet blanket , Life of the party and Social grace by @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors. A tad angsty, but so worth the read, and they more than make up for any potential hurt with the gratuitous fluff. Hella soft, superb writing. On another note, if you haven’t already, you should absolutely read their jaw-droppingly amazing series Love and other fairytales. Romantic lamp and a heck tonne of cool worldbuilding, gripping plot and fae galore, prepare to become thoroughly invested.

A dragon’s tail by @theeternalspace . This one had me on the edge of my seat you guys, it’s so gripping you’ll wanna stay up all night reading it. You’ve got prince!Virgil, you’ve got knight!Roman, you’ve got Dragon!Logan. Need I say more?

The most adorable Parents!Prinxiety headcanons you ever did read, by the incredible @thelowlysatsuma , with a tooth-rottingly sweet fic to go with it by @watchoutforthefanfics . You WILL get cavities and you WILL sob at the soft domesticity of it all.

@shakesqueer-writes is lowkey a Prinxiety GOD so I’m just gonna link you to their whole entire masterlist of masterpieces.

The phenomenal It’s only logical by @tinysidestrashcaptain . This one is incomplete, but it’s honestly so perfectly written that it’s going on here anyway. I can only dream of achieving Virgil’s level of sass in this fic, an absolute icon. It’s a flower shop au AND a coffee shop au babyyy.

I can only assume from the remarkable quality of the writing that Keep him safe by @whatwashernameagain gets recommended a lot, as it RIGHTLY DESERVES. This fic is also incomplete, but so worth waiting for, each new chapter is a sucker punch of emotions and the character development is second to none. I’d definitely heed the trigger warnings on this one though, it does handle (very well and realistically) some darker themes. There’s also a raccoon named Cat and I love her.

A get-together and getting together by @hickory-dickory-doc-k Fake! dating! Fake! Dating! Fake! Dating! Fak- Ok but for real though guys this one is so gosh darn cute I dropped everything on Christmas day to rush upstairs and read it when the last chapter came out and I was grinning so much lemme tell you. I’ve read a lot of fake dating aus in my time and this one honestly takes the cake.

(I’d never) want once from the cherry tree written by @ace-corvid with gorgeous art to go with it by @blank-ace . YouTuber au!!! Virgil gets to be the chaotic conspiracy guy we know he secretly longs to be, and Roman gets the adoring fanbase he deserves. The humour is also on point. I mean, Deceit’s name in Virgil’s contacts is Snake fursona man, and honestly if that doesn’t sell it, I don’t know what will.

Of trying and towers by @parsnipit . An oldie but a classic, this story is phenomenal. It’s got action! It’s got magical curses! It’s got so many dragons! It’s got highkey terrified but also kinda badass Virgil! It’s so good you guys, the plot and the family bonding and hhhhhhh dragons are so cool.

Destined by @rosesisupposes . Oooooh this one has such a fun premise. Virgil’s a sage (kind of like a seer) and is just kinda vibing with the humans until sh*t goes down, ft sass, flirting, pun-based bakeries, and a coffee machine named Gilda. It’s great. I love it.

Long live by @meginoi . It’s!!! Essentially a really cool princess diaries au!!! How rad is that? Virgil is pretty much permanently stressed, but Pat and Lo are supportive bros and he ;) has ;) Roman ;) there ;) to ;) help.

Falling (falling) by @basically-i-write-shit . Don’t let their url fool you this fic is honestly so gripping, I stayed up way into morning bingeing it. Be warned though, it does handle some pretty dark topics, so heed the trigger warnings. ft. single dad Virgil and babysitter Roman!

Inks and tallies by @skittlesun . Tattoo 👏 artist 👏 Roman 👏 Frick 👏 Yeah 👏 Also by the same author, the amazing fic The betting pool is an absolute delight. Flirting galore. Go read it pls.

Late night, long night by @crowleyspraisekink . Virgil’s in a tank top and Roman is Gay Panic tm. Adorable, superb, 10/10.

A curse is a dream your heart makes by @romansleftshoulderpad This oneshot is a long boi but my god you will enjoy every single second of it. Roman gets cursed by the Dragon witch to act out classic Disney movies with Virgil, and it’s honestly so entrancing. Phenomenal writing.

Queen of fluff @not-so-innocent-bi-sander has so much adorable fics that I’m gonna link their whole masterlist because you deserve to treat yourself to their writing, and I’m also gonna add some quick links to my faves here because I love them: The reunion, Romance in the air…port, Guitar lessons. The first fic of theirs I read is the series The view from here, and it was so heartwarmingly sweet that it helped distract me from some pretty bad cramps, so I highly recommend you go check that out if you need a cute pick me up. It’s incomplete, but it’s mostly fluff and ongoing, so you won’t be left on any cliffhangers.

Thespian by @random-snippets is a heart-wrenchingly sweet hurt/comfort fic that I wholeheartedly recommend. Roman puts on a play in the imagination but neglects to tell Virgil that his character straight up dies at the end, and Virgil is understandably distraught. It’s ok though, Virgil gets love and hugs! Also just check out their masterlist because their writing is absolutely sensational, especially their pining!Virgil LAMP fics.

Through different eyes by @stars-and-rose . Roman’s a warlock who’s been ‘kidnapping’ Patton in an endearing attempt to get the handsome knight’s ;) attention. Super cute and a fun read, honestly it’s adorable.

@today-only-happens-once is another phenomenal writer who’s masterlist I’m also gonna link because they’re all! So! Good!!! Here’s some of my faves: Exposure therapy ft Ace!Roman, Acoustic, Always

A hero’s rescue by @stillebesat . Villain!Roman and Hero!Virgil ft a healthy dose of hurt/comfort and a a really cool premise. I go back and re-read this one a lot!

Welcome to the neighbourhood by @lefaystrent is incomplete, but it’s so goddamn hysterical that it’s going on here anyway. Their comedic genius is astounding. Some more of my favourites of theirs include: Roamin’ nights, Flutter and fall, Rewrite

Blink and you’ll miss it and waterspout by @greenninjagal-blog are both lovely reads which I highly recommend. Seriously guys their writing is amazing, go check them out.

Sweet dreams and Petals red as blood by @candied-peach are both gorgeously written and I absolutely adore them, 10/10.

#fic recs #go hog wild y'all #was this a painfully transparent way for me to compile all my faves in one place for ease of re-reading?#yeah and what of it #i can have a little self indulgence #as a treat :)#seriously though guys all of these authors are crazy talented go show them your love #and this post is a free-for-all so add anything you want #i've likely forgotten some people and if you're one of those people i'm so sorry i'll probably update this as more of them come back to me #ily all stay well #sanders sides #ts sides #romantic prinxiety #shout out to my tags which i can't :) get :) to :) work #Prinxiety

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prettyoddfever · 4 years ago

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Panic at the Disco’s missing exclamation mark

Pete Wentz was often the focus of interview questions during the Fever era... and then the missing exclamation mark became a main topic of the Pretty. Odd. era. (That’s why I really loved this tombstone – at least the band had a sense of humor about the whole situation).

Panic at the Disco removed their exclamation mark in the second week of January 2008. FBR scrubbed the exclamation from every site (like purevolume, myspace, PATD’s site, their FBR page, etc). Here’s a picture & article excerpt from Rolling Stone on January 10th:

In news that is sure to be a relief for copy editors worldwide, a rep for Panic! at the Disco has confirmed that the band will hereafter be known as Panic at the Disco. But wait, their sophomore album will be titled Pretty. Odd. (Creative punctuation wins again.)

People absolutely freaked out when the switch was first revealed. There were legit petitions to bring the exclamation mark back, fans yelling that nobody should care about punctuation anyways, and obnoxious fans who would correct anyone who still used the exclamation mark. For a short time it was like anyone who dropped the exclamation mark was a traitor, yet anyone who kept it was so last year.

A fan even updated PATD’s Wikipedia page to say “The band does not realize that they are making complete fools of themselves. They also do not realize that they have sold countless merchandise with the exclamation point on it.”

I think a lot of people were genuinely open to the huge changes in the band’s sound & image that we’d heard were coming, but losing the exclamation mark looked like an unnecessary change that had been done just for the sake of erasing the old band. Some fans were already a little hurt that Ryan seemed like he was looking down on the Fever era as something childish he wanted to put behind him.

The Pretty. Odd. era spanned most of 2008, so there were a lot of articles, interviews, & answers from the band that revolved around the exclamation mark... that was honestly one of the biggest topics. It somehow ended up representing all of the big changes the band had made just because journalists wouldn’t let it go. Even some people who only had time to ask 1-2 questions would still focus on that! I was incredibly annoyed at first, but then it just became funny.

Here’s an MTV interview from the Grammys in early February. I think it’s hilarious how Spencer turns around like “nope. get me out of here” once the topic switches to the exclamation mark yet again (around 0:25)...

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I’m not going to gather every interview where the band was asked about the exclamation mark because that would span most of 2008 and would get super annoying. But here are some video & audio interview highlights I narrowed down & edited together:

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Here are some random examples of how the exclamation mark was mentioned in print or online:

Ryan told Blender in January 2008: “I guess the big news today is we’re dropping the exclamation point from our name… we just got sick of it. We thought nobody would even notice, but people are flipping out about it. I always thought it was sort of annoying, personally – too hard to type.”

from Billboard in early spring: For the band, at least, the decision was seeped in meaning. "Dropping the exclamation point was our way of drawing a line in the sand," Ross says. "We have a new record and we feel like a new band. We were all tired of it, and we went ahead and got rid of it.”

MTV mentioned how the band was “royally ticking off their loyal (and seemingly nuts) fanbase” by removing the exclamation.

Brendon: "We ruined a lot of MySpace names with that move. You look silly now if your MySpace name is John! at the Disco.”

in mid-January Pete Wentz posted on his FOB journal that we should have a funeral for the “!”

The Hush Sound mentioned the exclamation mark in a myspace bulletin: "P.S. The "!" was a really good friend, an important companion, a notable injection, and now may the "!" rest in peace. Can't wait to see you guys on the Panic tour."

from an interview with Jon on College Candy: “It was really honestly just when we were talking about the artwork for the album and one of the artists asking if the exclamation point was in the band name or not. We sat down and we were like, ‘Well, it doesn’t mean anything, so it shouldn’t be in the name.’ And five minutes later it was gone.”

Spencer to the Toronto Sun that spring: “We decided we shouldn’t use the exclamation point. The only thing is we got asked about it for about a month. Maybe next record we’ll add a question mark.”

from a German interview: “In the beginning it was just there and we never thought it would be relevant at any time, so we took it out. All in all we don't really care.”

to Virgin Mobile: “It was just something we decided to do. We definitely didn't do it as a publicity thing, and now that's something everybody asks us. We're considering putting it back so people stop. Not really.”

AbsolutePunk.net changed their name to Absolute!Punk on April Fool’s Day and said “Today, we are starting a new campaign. We, like all others around the world, were startled when Panic at the Disco removed their trademark exclamation point from their name without even consulting us, the fans. Thus, we have taken it upon ourselves to be a harbinger of change. We will now be known as Absolute!Punk.net and will be taking all other band names hostage until Panic(!) at the Disco restore their name to its former glory.”

MTV News had a punctuation expert elaborate. They talked to Geraldine Woods, the author of Webster's New World Punctuation: "It seems like [Panic have] put some thought into the changes ... they're not just changes for changes' sake... Exclamation points are used to convey emotion, to increase the immediacy of what you're saying. They instill a sense of emergency and urgency. To change that, especially for a rock band, seems kind of odd to me.”

It was pretty funny how their custom Honda Civic still had the exclamation then:

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barsamurie · 5 years ago

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Why Is Brendon Urie Considered the Best Singer of Our Generation by Many?

Brendon Urie is a member of Panic! At The Disco, he was invited by his high school friends in 2004 to join the band. Although at the moment, Brendon is the only member of the band, he does have his live band with him that go with him if he is planning on going on tour in the future or if he is performing at a talk show or a certain event. He is a very unique artist, most artists will stick to one category of their music, but Brendon and Panic! At The Disco have had many different genres for each of their songs, which I will go into later on. By many, Brendon Urie is considered one of, if not the best singer of our generation, his voice and unique writing material is what brings in many of the fans which are known as ‘sinners’. There are new people that listen to the band’s music each and every day, and I truly think that he is the best singer at the moment because of a few things that I will talk about.

First of all, he has a very powerful voice, which he can make to be very angelic and relaxing for the listeners. He also has a really good and large vocal range, he can sing very low, and he can also sing very high. Brendon can sing an impressive four octaves and seven notes which is incredible. Most people know him from the songs that are upbeat and loud such as, “High Hopes” and “Hey Look Ma, I Made It”, but he has also has some very slow and relaxing songs, an example of a song like this would be, “Dying In LA”. He also has some songs that go from soft, to upbeat, to soft again, like, “This is Gospel” and a couple others. He has a bunch of unique songs that are all different from each other and have a different theme, and that’s what I, and many others really like about Brendon and the music that he creates.

Now, I would like to know what you think about this. If you’ve heard any songs that has Brendon’s voice, do you think he has a very powerful voice that brings a certain level of emotion to a song? Do you think he could be one of the best singers of our generation? I would like to know if you agree with me on this one, as I’m sure there are many different people who can agree or disagree and they have their reasoning behind it.

https://elhstalon.net/entertainment/2018/10/12/why-brendon-urie-is-the-best-singer-ever/

#brendonurie #panic! at the disco #brendon! at the disco #blog

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loverontheleft · 5 years ago

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The Honeymoon One (4)

Part 1 -||- Part 2 -||- Part 3

1.6k / AU!B x reader.

Warnings: language, sexual tension.

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“Bunny,” she groans, scratching at your chest in a way that makes your sweatpants start to feel a little uncomfortable. “I’m hungry.” You smile down at her, bleary-eyed and messy-haired, willing yourself not to get hard right now. “Buuuuuuuunnyyyyyy. Huuuuungry,” she whines now and you laugh, stroking her hair out of her face. Her pupils are fully dilated and her face is still slightly flushed.

“Okay, Ko,” you soothe, realizing that she’s still very drunk. “What do you want to eat?”

“Mmmmph,” she groans again, pulling the blankets over her head.

You pet her head under the blanket. “I can’t feed you if you don’t tell me what you want.” She replies that she’ll eat literally anything and everything before ‘hurrumphing’ again under the blanket and nuzzling your shoulder.

“My sweet duckling,” you tell her, “I’ll order literally anything and everything for you.” The unspoken words there, of course, are that you’d do literally anything and everything for her. It’s true, you realize. You’d do anything for her. She lifts her head slightly and all you can see is her eyes and the bridge of her nose.

“Too old to be a duckling; quack quack.” She drops back down into her blanket tent and you laugh.

“Did you just Mulaney me?”

“Quack,” is all she says in a pathetic voice, and you laugh, realizing that you might actually be in love with this woman.

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“Is it good?” You watch as she takes a slow bite of the beet and goat cheese ravioli. She was significantly more sober when she emerged from her blanket tent again and even managed to place her own order for dinner with the flight attendant. She nods now and tries to fight back a moan before reaching for the sparkling wine the flight attendant brought you both earlier along with the mixed warm nuts and the appetizers.

“Yes. Is yours?” She gestures at the sliced and layered mozzarella/prosciutto combination sprinkled with olive oil and balsamic vinaigrette. You nod enthusiastically and offer her a bite on your fork. She gives you a hesitant look and you realize with a pang of disappointment that she must not remember the fervent making out from earlier. “We can share a fork, Y/n,” you say with a soft laugh, hoping it masks your feelings. She smiles faintly and plucks the bite delicately from your fork.

“It is good,” she manages behind her hand. “Oh my god, that is so good.” She grins as she swallows. “Do you want to try mine?”

“...kinda,” you say sheepishly and she laughs before handing you her fork. “Thank you, Koloa,” you say affectionately and she blinks at you in faint surprise.

“You haven’t called me that in a long time.”

“I- oh.” You find yourself drawing a blank. Is now the time to tell her? No. Probably not. Right? No. Definitely not. How does she not remember? She was trying to get in your lap! How does she not- “Sorry, I just - you- Sorry.”

“It doesn’t bother me.” She smiles sweetly. “It’s just been a while.” She blushes a little and snuggles into you. Her hair smells so good and you drop your face down to breathe her in. “Hey - B?” She tips her head up slightly. You make a soft sound to acknowledge her and she curls her fingers against your chest. “I know you’ve told me before, but it’s always when we’re drunk. Why do you call me Koala?”

You laugh out loud. “No, darlin. Not Koala. That’s a marsupial. Koloa. Koh-LOW-uh.” You sound it out for her and she nods, taking this in. “You know. Hawaiian for duckling?” You wait and she smiles up at you sweetly. She remembers exactly what it means, you realize. She just wants to hear the story again. You don’t mind. “Because - well. You’d stumble down the hall of our dorm after me when we’d get back from parties and just follow me everywhere. I loved it. Loved how you’d cling to my hand and follow after me - my sleepy little duckling. You even tried to follow me into the bathroom once. It was cute. And it reminded me of when I was little and followed my mom everywhere and she called me Koloa. So- yeah. Koloa. A term of affection and endearment. My little duckling.” You brush a hand over her hair and she presses her head into your hand.

“I love that,” she whispers. “I’ll remember this time.” She looks up at you. “I promise I’ll remember this time if you’ll keep using it. I like it - you going back to that. Reminds me of the good old days.”

“The good old days,” you echo her softly. “Yeah.” You fall silent and she takes the opportunity to steal another bite before settling back in her seat.

“You doing good there, Bunny?” She nudges you playfully and you feel a warmth spread in your stomach that you’ve only gotten from good bourbon before. “Sorry,” she says suddenly, taking your contented silence for awkwardness. “I thought - since you called me- I could- sorry.”

“No, no,” you say in a rush. “I liked it. It’s just - you don’t remember?”

“Remember what?”

“Never mind,” you say softly. It’s not the right time. You smile at her reassuringly and she lets it go. “I like it when you call me that.” Y/n beams at you and you raise your glass of sparkling wine to hers. “To vacation. To taking care of ourselves.” She taps her plastic champagne flute against yours and you each drink from them.

“Honestly,” she moans later as she takes the first bite of lobster risotto, “you could tell me that the plane is turning around once we land in Santorini and the flight itself was the vacation and I’d still be so happy. This is incredible.” She looks at you with wide eyes. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For asking me to come with you.”

“Y/n, there is no one else I’d rather be here with,” you tell her sincerely. She breaks out in a large smile and flings her arms around your neck, pulling you into a hug that would be far less awkward if there weren’t plane seats involved. You wrap your arms around her waist and breathe her in, wishing you knew how to tell her.

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“Y/n, honey,” you mumble, realizing that you both fell asleep. She’s tugged the blankets up and has her head nestled into your chest, and you’re curled around her with your head resting on hers. “Koloa,” you try again, running your fingers through her hair.

“Mmmph,” she whines, not lifting her head. “Bunny, that feels nice.” She scratches idly at your stomach and you flinch a little, realizing that if she keeps doing that and whining like that and calling you Bunny like that, you’re definitely going to get hard. “Oooh- sorry, did I hurt you?” She jerks her hand back when you flinch and you shake your head.

“No - ah, just took me by surprise.” You’re trying to reassure her and you realize you’re also trying to reassure yourself. You’re fine, you tell yourself. You’re not getting hard from your best friend’s touch. You’re not. Okay fine. You might be.

“Are we landing soon?” Her hand, her warm hand, is pressed again to your stomach and you focus on listing all the prime numbers you can think of in order.

“Uh huh,” you say softly, rolling your head back against the seat, wishing she knew what she was doing to you.

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You’re pressing your hand to his stomach, riveted by how in shape he is under the baggy hoodie. His stomach, taut and warm, is begging to be scratched and your inner voice is scolding you loudly to move your hand. You have no plans to move your hand.

“I hate landing more than takeoff,” you confess, and he opens both eyes to look at you.

“It’s going to be fine,” he tells you sincerely. “I promise.” You smile and -mostly- unintentionally stroke your hand back along his stomach before settling in your seat. He flinches again and shifts a little, closing his eyes and breathing hard.

“Are you okay?”

“Uh huh,” he says again, and you can’t help but feel that he’s lying. Your eyes dart over his face and you note how he’s biting his lower lip. You wonder briefly what it would be like to kiss him before internally screaming at yourself that he is emotionally exhausted and you cannot throw yourself at him, and even if you could, he’s your best friend and would reject you so fast that you’d get whiplash.

But- as long as his eyes are closed...you think to yourself - you might as well take the opportunity to him all in. You let your gaze creep lower and lower and finally you fixate on - no, you gasp silently. You blink once. Twice. Is he-? A little, you concede. He’s definitely not not hard, you think to yourself. Well. That’s interesting.

“Seatbelt on, duckling,” he says with his eyes still closed and his head still tipped back. “We’re landing really soon.” You nod even though he can’t see you and buckle up. “Good girl,” he murmurs when he hears the click and you’re so glad his eyes are closed and he doesn’t see you shiver in pleasure.

“Bunny?” Your voice is trembling and he turns to you instinctively. When his eyes meet yours, you reach for him. “Can I hold your hand during the landing too?” His face, already sweet and kind, softens even more and he offers you his hand. You squeeze it and he smiles, leaning in to brush his lips over your forehead.

“It’s gonna be fine,” he murmurs. His breath is warm on your skin and your heart moves up into your throat. “You’re gonna be fine,” Brendon tells you. “We’re gonna be fine.” You take a shaky breath and squeeze his hand tighter as the wheels come down and the plane starts to descend. You can’t bring yourself to look out the window but Brendon looks past you and wraps his free arm around your shoulders. “Just keep breathing,” he whispers. “You’re doing so good.”

“Fuck,” you hiss, eyes clenched shut. You really do hate landings. He whispers that he can see the ground and with his lips right at your ear, he counts down softly, letting your grip get tighter and tighter until the wheels are on the runway. “Done?” You whimper the question and Brendon nods.

“Done.” He squeezes your shoulders gently and you slump against him, finally breathing in full, steady breaths. “You did so good.” He runs his hand over your back and you wonder for a brief instant what his palms would feel like on your bare skin. You shake your head quickly to get rid of the thought but you can’t help it - you want him. You’ve got to distract yourself. You try to remember the most boring lectures for law school. Your heart rate slows and you sigh. You’re okay. “Now what?”

“Now we get off the plane and get our luggage and get a towncar. The drive is about 20, maybe 25 minutes.” He strokes your back again and you press into his touch. So much for being okay. “Then we’re at the hotel and then…” he trails off.

“Massages?” You look up hopefully and he nods.

“Massages. We’ll need to see if they can change our appointment, but -“ he hesitates. “It shouldn’t be an issue. I hope.”

#brendon urie #my work #fanfic #brendon urie imagine #imagine #brendon x reader #eventual brendon urie smut #work in progress maybe?#part 4 of who knows how many

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ts1989fanatic · 5 years ago

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As all 18 songs featured on Taylor Swift’s new No. 1 album Lover make their way to the Hot 100, Swift breaks a number of records and moves up on several all-time rankings, proving herself to once again be one of the most successful names in the music industry. Of the 18 spaces she currently owns on the all-genre tally, seven are inside the top 40, the region that typically signifies when a tune has become a true hit.

Only three of those seven top 40s are brand new to the area, but that’s enough for Swift to make history.

Thanks to her latest additions to her already-incredible career count, Swift now claims 63 appearances inside the top 40 region, which now stands as the fourth-most when looking at all acts. Also, since the three names above her are all solo men, the country-pop chart-topper is now the woman with the most Hot 100 placements in history.

Among all artists, Drake leads the way with 99 Hot 100 hits. At this point, it’s probably only a matter of months (or weeks, more likely) before he scores another success and becomes the first musician to break into the top 40 100 times.

Behind Drake, both Elvis Presley and Lil Wayne are tied in second place with 81 top 40 hits apiece. While the former is no longer releasing new tunes, the latter is still active, and he will surely pass the rock and roll legend at some point, perhaps very soon.

Lover has already produced seven top 40 songs, and it may very well go on to shoot more tracks into the area as Swift continues to promote the project throughout the next year or so. While she surely has more top 40s coming her way, Swift does have a long way to go before she reaches either Brown or Wayne, and by the time she makes it to 81 such successes, both of those names will likely have advanced as well.

Here is a look at all seven of Swift’s current top 40 hits, as well as which ones are new and which ones have appeared in the tier before.

No. 4 - “You Need to Calm Down" (peaked at No. 2)

No. 10 - "Lover" (new peak)

No. 11 - "Me! (ft. Brendon Urie)" (peaked at No. 2)

No. 23 - "The Man" (debut)

No. 28 - "I Forgot That You Existed" (debut)

No. 29 - "Cruel Summer" (debut)

No. 38 - "The Archer" (new peak)

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lovetheplayers · 6 years ago

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Taylor's interview with Kyle & Jackie O | KIIS 1065 (April 29, 2019)

Kyle: It’s Kyle and Jackie. I’ve been telling you all morning: Taylor Swift, the biggest star in the world right now and a new single ME! that’s out now. She joins us on the phone. This is really weird, Jackie, because I was only thinking last week in LA: what’s going on with Taylor Swift? We’re overdue for some Taylor Swift stuff. I felt a vibe—a Taylor Swift vibe, you know what I’m saying? And then, boom, here we are. New song’s out, she’s one of the best in the business. I’d say the best in the world. Good morning, Taylor.

Jackie: Hey, Taylor!

Taylor: Well, hi! That was a really, really, very nice intro.

Kyle: Oh, well you deserve it, doll. Absolutely killing it at the moment. Congrats on that new song. We’re all loving it and oh, that video. Scoring the most video views on YouTube within 24 hours. How good’s that? Definitely well-deserved.

Taylor: Oh, thank you for saying that. Thanks for watching it. It was so, so, so much fun to make that video. Like, one of the most fun video shoots I’ve ever had. And yeah, like, collaborating with Brendon Urie on this song was hilarious because he’s just so much fun and so full of energy and kind of brings a hundred and fifty percent enthusiasm to everything he does, so he’s flying through the air, fighting in French. It’s just the whole thing.

Jackie: Who came up with the concept for that? Do you come up with that or do you leave it to someone who’s kind of, like—that’s their expertise in that field?

Taylor: Well actually I wrote the treatment concept for this video and approached Dave Myers about it and thought–and just thought, like, we could get together and come up with the best visual effects to add to the storyline, so it ended up working out exactly that way. And Dave Myers is an amazing director and we co-directed this and just really tried to make this entire fantastical, magical world but also include as many foreshadowing moments about the new album and visuals that would kind of be, like, little clues and hints and Easter eggs in the video, so it was a process that started months ago and took a lot of time to plan, but it really paid off in the end. I feel like people are, like, being entertained by it and that’s the nicest thing you could tell somebody whose job it is to try to entertain people.

Jackie: Yeah, because I noticed in the lead up on your Instagram there were a lot of pastel colors on your page in the lead up to it, which probably a lot of people didn’t realize that was, you know, working towards the announcement of the clip.

Taylor: Yeah, I mean the fans are very clever and they–I think realized it very soon. Like, immediately they realized that this is a very abrupt shift from my Instagram. If you scroll down my Instagram it was all dark colors and then it just immediately turned into just, like, a majestic cloud of Easter colors. My fans picked up on it really quick and–but yeah, the fact that they’re so clever and the fact that they’re so detail-oriented and they watch a video and they’ll watch it, you know, 20 times trying to figure out what they’ve missed, that makes it more fun to do that stuff because if nobody was paying attention and I put, like, 50 Easter egg clues in this music video I’d be so bummed out. I’d be like, “Oh, man. That was a lot of effort for nothing.”

Kyle: Hey, now there’s a snake featured within the video clip: that symbol–is that any–is there any–well you know what they say about the snake. Is that about anything? Is that just a thing you’ve thrown in there? What’s the go?

Taylor: The snake in the video is symbolic of something.

Jackie: Yeah, well we won’t say what it is then. Well I think we all know. And also in the beginning of the clip you and Brendon, you’re having a fight. I’m thinking, I’m assuming it’s in French, right?

Taylor: Yeah, it’s in French and that’s another symbolic clue that will probably be revealed in the next few months. Like, a lot of the Easter eggs that I put in the videos are ones that, like, I want them to age well. Like, I want some of them to be revealed within, you know, people watching the video initially, and then, like, some of them people won’t realize the meaning of them until about, like, 6 months to a year from now when we go on tour. Like, that’s how many– that’s how far ahead I've been planning this album. I just want the fans to have a good time. I think that if you look at music and how people used to gather around the record player to listen to music, it was such a social event, and now these days we have I think a responsibility to try and turn music back into a social event, and whatever ways, you know, artists think of to do that, I think it’s really kind of exciting that we have so many outlets now to make a song back into something that people not only listen to but kind of assign to their memories and talk about with their friends. You know, I love, like, Game of Thrones and figuring out theories and clues and things like that, so I think the more we can have that social and discussion element to music the more fun it is for people.

Kyle: Oh, my god. Have you watched Game of Thrones yet, GOT as we all call it? Have you watched it?

Taylor: I literally just watched the new episode before I got on the phone with you. Oh, my god.

Jackie: Okay, what did you think?

Taylor: Okay, well, did you watch it?

Kyle: No, I haven’t watched it yet but I’m dying to because I’ve been over in LA for a while so this week I’ll have three up my sleeve. I’m pretty pumped about it. Everyone’s talking about it. Jackie–she’s so behind. She’s like you know back in season 1, episode 2. What are you?

Jackie: So I have missed a whole season and I’ve got to catch up on it. I’ve been a huge fan but I’ve missed a season, but everyone is talking about the latest episode and that it’s a big episode. Is it?

Taylor: It’s literally the most beautiful episode I’ve ever seen. And the score is so, so exquisite and the visual effects and the acting and the battle sequences. Like, I don’t want to be, like, that person who spoils anything so I’m not going to, but, yeah you just have, like, a real wild ride ahead of you. I’m so happy about, like, the quality content we’re getting from Game of Thrones.

Jackie: I’ll have to catch up.

Taylor: Yeah, it’s so good.

Jackie: And you’re gonna be in the new Cats film as well which is supposed to be epic. That comes out around Christmas, right?

Taylor: Yeah, it does! I shot that in London for a couple months and it was so much fun, and I learned so much because I was going in every day and I was doing extensive choreography, and dialect coaching, and a class called cat school where they have an expert come in and teach us how to move our bodies like a cat and how to sense things like a cat and how to–just kind of learning as much as we can about their physicality and why they do things the way they do things And it’s, um, it’s been amazing doing that process of kind of being a part of a big movie. I’m really grateful that I got to do that.

Kyle: Oh, but you would have a massive advantage, an upper hand on the rest of the cast. So who’s in it? Rebel Wilson, James Corden–we love him–Idris Elba–totally excellent bloke– but you of all are the biggest cat lover. They don’t come anywhere near you. You love cats.

Taylor: They all love cats. They were all so prepared. You have no idea.

Kyle: Well we were asking who loves cats more. I’m the biggest pussy lover in this country, so just saying. Just leaving it out there for you.

Taylor: Oh, my god. Judi Dench actually was going to be in the original production of Cats but she was injured so she couldn’t be in it. This is actually, like, it’s so meaningful for so many different ways. There is just—like, it was so much fun because everybody was so committed and also it’s some of the best dancers in the world; like, dancers that I’ve been so, like—admired so much from afar like Mette Towley and just people who are so, so, so insanely talented, and so getting to work with them and getting to know them, it’s no complaints here.

Kyle: Well we cannot wait to see you in that film. Congratulations on the film, on the video, on the music. It’s great to see you back, I’m telling you. I’m glad you’re here. New song ME! It’s incredible; well done. Hopefully you’ll come and visit here in Australia soon. The door’s always open. Thanks for chatting, hon.

Jackie: Thanks, Taylor .

Taylor: I’ll definitely come visit you in Australia. And thanks so much for chatting with me and for watching the new video. it’s really sweet of you, and hopefully I’ll see you guys soon.

Kyle: No worries. See you soon, babe! Taylor Swift!

Jackie: Bye, hon!

Taylor: Bye, guys!

#kyle and jackie o #taylor swift #me! radio promo

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PLS GO OFF ABT THROAM...

oh my god okay so disclaimer i’ve only read about the first half because it’s just so long and i just couldn’t take it but here you fucking go

right. okay. so. i will concede. that despite the first person, it isn’t badly written, overall. there are definitely portions and lines that are very quotable. but then there’s the absolute contrast of lines and parts that are so ridiculous that they are unintentionally hilarious because like what the fuck what the fucking fuck

SO UH. THE CHARACTERIZATION?? w a c k. now listen. i LIKE reading about morally gray asshole characters. but what anna green did to ryan is just too far. throam ryan is the worst person ever and i have no sympathy for him. he doesn’t deserve shit and nothing about his actions are romantic for god’s sake!! the ONLY reason anyone can read this fic as romantic is because they already ship r*d*n and know that they get together in the end. otherwise you’d look at ryan and be like yeah he’s a fucking madman

uh some quotes from my notes that i took while i was reading it

“anna just loves making her readers hate themselves! it’s a fucking FIC. short for FICTION. aka you don’t have to try so fucking hard to make it historically accurate that’s not a fucking excuse to literally make your characters exaggeratedly sexist, homophobic, antisemitic, whatever!! like what does she get off on this shit”

“like jeez just cause it’s from his point of view we’re supposed to be on his side? the fucker thinks he can play this game? well clearly he can because we all know how this ends but jesus christ, really? like okay maybe brendon did trick himself into settling for a life he’s not really happy with in an attempt to escape his past but that’s his fucking issue and ryan has no right to do whatever the fuck he’s trying to do here, and i just don’t see how thousands of readers could have been brainwashed to find this romantic, because really the only thing that’s evident here is that ryan is a selfish brat!! love isn’t about sacrifice, sure, but it sure as fuck isn’t about whatever the hell ryan thinks he’s doing”

“i think anna’s playing off the fact that this is read by people who want them to get together and so they automatically assume that they are best off as endgame, blinding them to the fact that if you didn’t know how this ended you’d think ryan was a manipulative, selfish, asshole”

also joe trohman was done THE most dirty like irl he’s the best most underrated member of fob and you turn him into the second worse person alive, really??? i can’t stand for this

also the s*x scenes are SO WEIRD and overexaggerated like we GET it you’re HORNY please STOP

it’s just so MELODRAMATIC and CONVOLUTED which is like fine but also, when you take everything else into account, absolutely not fine

and finally. what drives me the most insane about it. is the fact that so many people seem to think that it’s like. some incredible literary work. that it transcends fanfic when really it reads as the most fanfic thing ever. that it’s on so many people’s reclists as the best fic ever. that people have gotten tattoos based off of it (true. i’ve seen them). like i will never ever understand how so many people read that shit and don’t have like. a single issue with it. because it’s a train wreck.

*mic drop*

#not my MOST coherent i could do better but here you go #answered #rambles

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panic-hc · 6 years ago

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This is combining two asks, so its longer than our typical HC, hope you don’t mind ❤️

“I love u guys already ahhhh!! Can you please do one where b's girl has their baby??? Thank u xx”

And

“I was wondering if you could write about Brendon’s wife (the reader) being pregnant with their first child? She is not feeling confident about her body and all of the changes. He could reassure her and comfort her...he could even get a little sexy with her. I think it would be so sweet to see B in that situation.”

You had always had a fairly good relationship with your body, you didn’t hate it, you were okay with where you were at.

Shortly after you and Brendon found out that you would be bringing your first baby into the world, your figure started to change.

You really thought you would be okay with the weight gain and the size changes that went along with pregnancy, but as it happened, you found yourself hating the way you looked.

Your clothes no longer fit, making you basically lived in leggings and Brendon’s t-shirts every day. You wouldn’t normally mind, but you missed wearing YOUR clothes when you wanted them.

A week before your due date, you found yourself crying in front of the mirror.

Brendon ran as quick as he could when he heard your sobs.

“Honey, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asks, wrapping his arms around you.

“NOTHING I like fits me and I look ugly and giant in everything that does fit” you break down.

“Oh sweet girl, come here, it’s okay.” He says, rubbing your back as you cry.

He tilts your face up to look at him once you’ve calmed down a bit.

“You are the most beautiful, sexy, incredible woman I have ever seen. You are the FURTHEST thing from ugly, and you’re only ‘giant’ because our sweet baby is growing inside you!” He says softly while wiping your tears away.

“Now, c’mere, do you want to cuddle and take a nap?”

You nod and he takes you to bed, opening his arms for you to back up into.

You only fall asleep for maybe an hour, when you’re awoken by a sharp pain across your stomach. You take a deep breath until it passes.

“You ok babe?” Brendon asks, he sounded like he never even fell asleep.

“Think so, just had a weird pain. You don’t think that was a contraction do you?” You ask, starting to get nervous.

“I mean, it could have been. If it happens again we’ll time it, ok?”

Half an hour later, you were in the car, the pains had gotten worse, and when you timed them, closer and closer together.

You arrive at the hospital and get checked in, placing you in a gown and into a nice room in the maternity ward. They check you for dilation, and you’re already at a 5.

“Bren, this is really it, we’re going to be parents tonight” you say to him between contractions, smiling slightly.

He looks at you with big eyes and smiles, tears already forming. He places a hand on your stomach for probably the last time.

“Hey baby, we’ll see you soon. We love you” he says, fully crying already.

You go through another hour or so of painful contractions, which speed up and become even more painful once your water finally breaks.

You’re sweating and crying and gripping B’s hand as hard as you can through another contraction, and if you could feel anything besides cramping and pain, you’d feel bad for him.

“Honey you’re doing so good, only a few more minutes. They said you’re at a 10, it’s almost time to push. We’ll have a baby in a few minutes” he tells you, still holding your hand and brushing hair away from your sweaty forehead.

You breathe deeply and nod, regaining some of your sanity.

Your doctor and a few nurses come in and before you know it, they’re guiding you through the next few steps.

You push a few times, and you hear Brendon gasp and tell you that he sees the head.

You push once more, and hear the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard. Your baby was here, screaming like crazy, but here.

“Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Urie, you have a brand new baby girl!” The doctor tells you as he cleans the baby off slightly, before placing her on your chest.

Brendon’s eyes light up and fill with tears as he looks down at you.

“Oh my god Y/N, a little girl!

He gives you a big kiss on the forehead as you both cry over the sight of your beautiful girl on your chest.

Shortly after, they take her from you to clean her off fully and do all of her measurements before handing her back, swaddled in a blanket now.

“Do you want to hold her?” You offer to Brendon, who hadn’t stopped staring at you and the baby, glassy eyed and smiling softly.

He nods and carefully takes her from you, stroking a finger across her tiny cheek.

“Hi baby girl, I’m your daddy” he whispers.

“We’re really parents, B. We have a baby!” You say to him as you smile widely, and he nods.

“I love you both so, so much. I am so lucky” he says.

“We both love you so much, Bren. I’m so lucky too.”

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