Not the World’s Most Masculine Man
“Admit it,” Brendon said, leaning close and purring in Ryan’s ear, “I’m pretty much the girl of your dreams.”*
“Admit it,” Brendon said, leaning close and purring in Ryan’s ear, “I’m pretty much the girl of your dreams.”*
In the town of Modest, it was ten thirty in the morning. The toilet paper factory the town’s economy rested upon was up and running, steam billowing from tall towers rising high above the entire town.*
Spencer, Ryan concluded, had some kind of magical powers. That, or the uncanny ability to sweet-talk his boyfriend’s friend’s friend’s security guards into getting them on the guest list for this entirely swanky, if rather vacuous and showy, party. It was LA, Ryan expected nothing less; he’d left his wide-eyed wonder behind somewhere around the third semester at UCLA when he realized this was just another city and he was just another music studies major.*
As I’m sure some of you will already know, sometimes a shop evolves into much more than a shop. It becomes a place where people go when they feel sad, or happy, or when they need sanctuary from the rituals of day-to-day life.*
Time marches on, as it is wont to do, and things quickly settle down after the drama on and around Valentine’s Day. With the tension between Ryan and Brendon now converted into an almost sickeningly sweet relationship, the atmosphere in Little Things is back to its usual chocolate-scented harmony. The days slide into weeks, and then months, bringing warm weather and a rush of students needing a chocolate fix during their finals.* Sequel to The Little Things.
Brendon turns into a girl for a day and his bandmates cannot control their urges. And so, when Brendon turns back into a guy and discovers he is pregnant, no one knows who the father is.*
“Make sure that the Clandestine Vampire Hunters reach the House of Wolves bar,” Beckett said a disturbing tranquiility about his voice. “I have already given the orders to my men, but the other gangs might go after them now that they’re wounded.” Linked to the last chapter that has links to all previous chapters embedded.*
Ryan Ross is a college student working at a women’s clothing store. He lives with his roommate, Spencer Smith, another college student who works at a call center. One night, he has the mischance of falling, right into one Brendon Urie, a hairstylist from across the quad. Along with their mutual friend, Jon Walker from the card shop, a story of love ensues. Disclaimer: So not even true.*
Spencer and Ryan looked at each other for a moment, and Ryan nodded. (It’s always Ryan’s call; everything about the project has to go through Ryan first because at this point, Ryan basically is the project. His entire life has been leading up to this, he thinks. This is his life.)*
“Well,” Pete’s mom says, one hand on her hip. She leans against the car window, peering in at Patrick. “At least you’re not twenty-eight.”* Sequel to A Little More Sixteen Candles.
When his alarm goes off, Ryan thinks very, very seriously about skipping his classes and calling in sick to work.*
Brendon had always danced. Even when he was really little, he’d steal his older sisters’ dress-up skirts and twirl and twirl in them until he was sick and had to collapse to catch his breath, and then he’d do it again. Of course, he’d gotten older and stopped stealing his sisters’ clothing, mostly because they had no qualms about ganging up on him and forcibly taking it back, usually with merciless tickling and pinching. Was it his fault he fit their jeans better than they did?*
Brendon Urie is a big damn rockstar and plays eight different instruments and cannot for the life of him get this fucking hotel room door open.*
Brendon feels pretty dumb when he thinks about it later, but the first time he walks in on Ryan, he’s not actually sure what Ryan’s doing. He stands and stares for like a whole minute, frowning in confusion, because what, is Ryan in pain or something?*
Pete has only two things to live for: Keeping Patrick alive and killing as many vampires as he can.*
Have you any funny stories behind the making of the album [pretty. odd.]? “We can’t… I mean…” “We can’t tell you any funny stories because we’d probably be killed.” – Jon and Ryan being interviewed by NME.com*
College AU. Panic never formed at high school. Instead, they meet at college, and in between striking up a friendship with his working colleague Spencer and trying to ensure that his roommate Jon doesn’t get sick of him, in between forming a band and writing songs, Brendon would really appreciate it if his bandmate (and Spencer’s best friend) Ryan Ross didn’t turn out to be Brendon’s TA. Especially considering their fling just before the start of the term.*
Ryan’s allergic to roses. Well, maybe “allergic” is the wrong word for it.*
Brendon paid attention to what would make Ryan chuckle, low and breathless, and what would make him shudder and bite his lip.*
Frank loves Gerard’s stupid faces and his ideas that make him wake Frank up in the middle of the night, but try as he might he can’t remember thinking back then ‘this dude is awesome; clearly I want to host a nature show with him.’*
Spencer really finds this new version of Ryan supremely irritating.*
Brendon swears this is the last time he’s going to take treasure-hunting advice from a giant turtle.*
“Spence, I’m. Look, I’m going to prove this girl-thing to you, okay? I’m going to,” he held up his hands, “this is so brilliant, I’m going to become a girl.”*
Ashlee and Pete marry in a small civil ceremony (one judge, a notary and Patrick) seven minutes after they apply for a marriage license (seventy two hours after Ashlee returns from her gynecologist). Despite this somewhat inauspicious beginning, Ashlee and Pete are overwhelmingly happy.*
“Keltie wants to watch us fuck,” Ryan says evenly, like it’s a perfectly rational thing to throw out there and discuss.*
There are 17,508 islands in Indonesia, about 6,000 of which are inhabited. On August 31, 2008, returning from an Australian tour in the middle of the year’s most violent storm to date, a plane carrying Panic at the Disco loses power, veers off course, and crashes into one of the remaining 11,508 islands. This is their story.*
Ryan plans weddings! Just not gay weddings. Ok, maybe just this once.*
“I don’t know,” Patrick said anxiously, hesitating with his hand on the door handle. Through the glass window he could see people milling around inside the room, some settling themselves on the floor, others mingling and introducing each other.*
When you work in retail in a quiet shopping center, there’s not a whole lot to do except gossip and fall in love. Luckily, the latter provides the former, especially when there’s a love hexagon involved.*
Tonight is a hotel night, blessedly, but while the soft pillows and fresh sheets are calling to him like a dreamy sonata, hotel night also means sex-with-Ryan night, and Brendon is not passing that up.*
“Hey, hey, hey,” Jon whispers into Spencer’s ear one morning when it’s raining. “What are your thoughts on babies?”* Sequel to The Way I See It #219.
Jon likes to think his problems began when the coffee shop across the street opened up. In all honesty, though, they began the day Frank moved in with Gerard a month before Valentine’s Day.* Sequel to Jon’s Bookstore.
A funeral is really the wrong place to learn you’ve inherited a business.*
College AU. Ryan’s an English major and he needs a final project, but he gets a little more than he expected: “You are the words to my music, Ryan Ross. You are the chorus to my melody. You are the beauty behind the beast.”*
This is how it starts: Brendon wakes up in Ryan’s bed for the 47th time in a row and rolls over to look wistfully at Ryan, as is his custom. For about fifteen minutes in the morning, Brendon has time to just look and pretend that Ryan doesn’t have a wall, chain link fence, barbed wire and a moat around him. But this time, on the 47th morning, Ryan isn’t there.* Sequel to Back to Where You Are.
Marine Biology student Patrick Stump was looking to get away from everything when he signed up for an internship, but he didn’t expect to get sent all the way to southern Ireland. He’s been assigned to work with Pete Wentz and his whale watching tour business, and though he’d never admit it, the town and its crazy inhabitants may hold exactly what he’s been searching for.*
It’s about three a.m. when the guy comes in, Frank guesses, because he’s just getting the itch for a cigarette but knows he doesn’t have another break coming for a while. The guy is young, although not that young, not a college kid on his first strip joint tour or hazing for a frat, and anyway he doesn’t look like the type.* Sequel to Straight Up Chicago Style.
Art School AU. Brendon Urie, street artist from New York City gets and offer he cannot refuse – a full scholarship to a reputable art school in Chicago. After leaving his two room mates, the only family he has, Brendon has to learn to adjust to the new environment and art scene. He finds himself entangled in the webs of friendships and relationships as he meets new people. This is a year in their shoes.*
Spencer and Ryan looked at each other for a moment, and Ryan nodded. (It’s always Ryan’s call; everything about the project has to go through Ryan first because at this point, Ryan basically is the project. His entire life has been leading up to this, he thinks. This is his life.)*