Picspam at the Disco
In a minute I'm going to post a really dumb little bandslash fic. I'm embarrassed about the idea of this being my only contribution so far to bandom, which has stolen my life and my soul and deserves something better, so you're getting a Panic at the Disco picspam as well. (It's an expanded version of a picspam I originally posted at my other journal, so if you watch both journals, it might be a bit familiar.)
If you've ever tilted your head to the side and gone "Huh" over bandom (and, okay, I think that's the initial reaction of everyone everywhere), this picspam is a basic explanation, at least for the Panic side of things.
This is Panic at the Disco.
They are the gayest band in the world ♥
No, really.
They've had a few different looks.
Recently they've grown up some.
(They're cute when they're not posed, too.)
This is Ryan Ross, their guitarist.
Ryan's the one who's mostly created their look. He dresses them up and he used to make them wear makeup. (Even Jon, occasionally.)
(He's also the one who writes almost all of their lyrics. They're gorgeous, and I like to imagine that in his head, they make sense.)
And he's the prettiest boy alive.
I kind of adore his sense of style.
I could fill this picspam with pictures of the things Ryan has painted on his face. Or with shots of his mouth.
Secretly, of course, Ryan is twelve years old.
Twelve. All the eyeliner was designed to conceal this fact.
He's also awkward, rather shy, and kind of a charisma vacuum.
He's sort of my favourite.
(Except for the way that all of them are my favourite, but. Ryan may be more my favourite than any of the others.)
This is their bassist, Jon Walker.
OH HI, JON WALKER.
The other three are from Vegas, but Jon's a Chicago boy. He was a guitar tech for The Academy Is... when Panic found themselves short a bassist and stole him, just before their first headlining tour.
There is nobody in the world more appealing than Jon; it's just one of those things. He has a slight lisp, and it's completely embarrassing how charmed I am by it.
He's stupidly watchable at shows. He sways and skips back and forwards on the stage and he's pretty much impossible not to smile at.
Covered shoes aren't a big part of the JWalk MO. He came to Australia and NZ in the middle of winter without any at all, and okay, a Chicago kid's probably not going to be hugely impressed by the Melbourne winter, but still. There are fandom legends about his flip flops.
If I was going to have a real life crush on any of these boys, it would be on Jon.
Jon and the Giant Peach. Because. Come on.
You would need a heart of stone, people.
This is Brendon Urie, their singer.
He is simultaneously incredibly charming and the most ridiculous person in the world.
Observe.
Cute as a button, but ridiculous.
With all the dorky faces, sometimes I forget how insanely gorgeous he is.
Most of the time I remember though.
(Sometimes he wears glasses. This is something that should happen more often.)
Brendon is ginormous-smile-boy, he uses it when he's nervous, and he could basically sell toothpaste.
But the best Brendon moments are the times when he's unexpectedly, breathtakingly focused.
And sometimes he smiles so hard that it's nothing but genuine.
This is Spencer Smith, their drummer. He's famous in fandom for his bitchface, his light-up-the-room smile and his hips.
A young Spencer Smith. Observe the hips.
Another young Spencer. I will admit that I'm biased in that direction.
Possibly because he was criminally adorable. (Spencer Smith wants YOU!)
I just. Yeah.
But, you know. Grown up Spencer.
I can see the appeal there, too.
(Also, he plays with heart. And lots of elbow. And sometimes hits himself in the eye with a stick.)
I mentioned the bitchface, right?
And the smile ...
HERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT PANIC.
Panic have a bodyguard called Zack. He's basically fandom's favourite person ever. The boys seem to climb all over him like puppies, you could not make this stuff up.
Ryan and Spencer met when they were basically amoebas, and have been best friends ever since. The rest of the band was built up around this sort of unshakable friendship, it's a lot of kinds of awesome.
This would be Ryan turning around to play to Spence up at the drums. Don't even tell me that's not an Aww moment.
Early Brendon and Ryan were basically all about the inappropriate touching.
They had this whole stagegay thing going.
Even better than the stagegay, though - and I will not lie, cute boys being handsy with each other is one of my favourite things - but even better is the sense of how, despite all the tension of sharing a bus for months at a time, they're such good friends.
All of them. (Seriously, how much do I love that somebody else is photographing Ryan photographing Jon. Also, somebody put a jacket [apparently Ryan's] over Jon while he slept, I don't even care if it was Spencer or Zack or a tech, that is freaking adorable.)
Spencer Smith makes Jon Walker smile. TRUFAX.
Jon and Brendon are soulmates in dorkdom. The first time they met, they ended up singing their way through Disney's Aladdin together.
The first time Jon and Ryan met, Jon saved Ryan from a broken guitar pedal, when Ryan had lost his own tech. Knight on a white charger material, people.
They just ... they kind of give the unmistakable impression of all being completely in love with each other.
This picture's labeled 'Spencer's datemoves' on my hard drive. The yawn, the stretch, the casual arm drop...
Rumpled Panic boys. Like sunshine and rainbows and milkshakes.
Panic at the Disco, guys.
_______
So, should that happen to have got you curious, there are recs here for fics so much cooler than the one I'm about to post that I'm embarrassed to even mention them in the same sentence. Seriously, you know you want to.
If you've ever tilted your head to the side and gone "Huh" over bandom (and, okay, I think that's the initial reaction of everyone everywhere), this picspam is a basic explanation, at least for the Panic side of things.
This is Panic at the Disco.
They are the gayest band in the world ♥
No, really.
They've had a few different looks.
Recently they've grown up some.
(They're cute when they're not posed, too.)
This is Ryan Ross, their guitarist.
Ryan's the one who's mostly created their look. He dresses them up and he used to make them wear makeup. (Even Jon, occasionally.)
(He's also the one who writes almost all of their lyrics. They're gorgeous, and I like to imagine that in his head, they make sense.)
And he's the prettiest boy alive.
I kind of adore his sense of style.
I could fill this picspam with pictures of the things Ryan has painted on his face. Or with shots of his mouth.
Secretly, of course, Ryan is twelve years old.
Twelve. All the eyeliner was designed to conceal this fact.
He's also awkward, rather shy, and kind of a charisma vacuum.
He's sort of my favourite.
(Except for the way that all of them are my favourite, but. Ryan may be more my favourite than any of the others.)
This is their bassist, Jon Walker.
OH HI, JON WALKER.
The other three are from Vegas, but Jon's a Chicago boy. He was a guitar tech for The Academy Is... when Panic found themselves short a bassist and stole him, just before their first headlining tour.
There is nobody in the world more appealing than Jon; it's just one of those things. He has a slight lisp, and it's completely embarrassing how charmed I am by it.
He's stupidly watchable at shows. He sways and skips back and forwards on the stage and he's pretty much impossible not to smile at.
Covered shoes aren't a big part of the JWalk MO. He came to Australia and NZ in the middle of winter without any at all, and okay, a Chicago kid's probably not going to be hugely impressed by the Melbourne winter, but still. There are fandom legends about his flip flops.
If I was going to have a real life crush on any of these boys, it would be on Jon.
Jon and the Giant Peach. Because. Come on.
You would need a heart of stone, people.
This is Brendon Urie, their singer.
He is simultaneously incredibly charming and the most ridiculous person in the world.
Observe.
Cute as a button, but ridiculous.
With all the dorky faces, sometimes I forget how insanely gorgeous he is.
Most of the time I remember though.
(Sometimes he wears glasses. This is something that should happen more often.)
Brendon is ginormous-smile-boy, he uses it when he's nervous, and he could basically sell toothpaste.
But the best Brendon moments are the times when he's unexpectedly, breathtakingly focused.
And sometimes he smiles so hard that it's nothing but genuine.
This is Spencer Smith, their drummer. He's famous in fandom for his bitchface, his light-up-the-room smile and his hips.
A young Spencer Smith. Observe the hips.
Another young Spencer. I will admit that I'm biased in that direction.
Possibly because he was criminally adorable. (Spencer Smith wants YOU!)
I just. Yeah.
But, you know. Grown up Spencer.
I can see the appeal there, too.
(Also, he plays with heart. And lots of elbow. And sometimes hits himself in the eye with a stick.)
I mentioned the bitchface, right?
And the smile ...
HERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT PANIC.
Panic have a bodyguard called Zack. He's basically fandom's favourite person ever. The boys seem to climb all over him like puppies, you could not make this stuff up.
Ryan and Spencer met when they were basically amoebas, and have been best friends ever since. The rest of the band was built up around this sort of unshakable friendship, it's a lot of kinds of awesome.
This would be Ryan turning around to play to Spence up at the drums. Don't even tell me that's not an Aww moment.
Early Brendon and Ryan were basically all about the inappropriate touching.
They had this whole stagegay thing going.
Even better than the stagegay, though - and I will not lie, cute boys being handsy with each other is one of my favourite things - but even better is the sense of how, despite all the tension of sharing a bus for months at a time, they're such good friends.
All of them. (Seriously, how much do I love that somebody else is photographing Ryan photographing Jon. Also, somebody put a jacket [apparently Ryan's] over Jon while he slept, I don't even care if it was Spencer or Zack or a tech, that is freaking adorable.)
Spencer Smith makes Jon Walker smile. TRUFAX.
Jon and Brendon are soulmates in dorkdom. The first time they met, they ended up singing their way through Disney's Aladdin together.
The first time Jon and Ryan met, Jon saved Ryan from a broken guitar pedal, when Ryan had lost his own tech. Knight on a white charger material, people.
They just ... they kind of give the unmistakable impression of all being completely in love with each other.
This picture's labeled 'Spencer's datemoves' on my hard drive. The yawn, the stretch, the casual arm drop...
Rumpled Panic boys. Like sunshine and rainbows and milkshakes.
Panic at the Disco, guys.
_______
So, should that happen to have got you curious, there are recs here for fics so much cooler than the one I'm about to post that I'm embarrassed to even mention them in the same sentence. Seriously, you know you want to.