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[lissabear02]

Title: The Brotherhood Of Boys Without Girlfriends In Bands With Boys Who Are Practically Married
Author: lissa_bear
Raing: PG13 (Dude, I swear, one day I will write something porny in this fandom.)
Band/Pairing: Panic (Brendon/Eric Ronick)
Disclaimer: This is fake. So, so fake. Not real at all.
Summary: He just gets a little sick of the constant

Comments

[asimplechord]

*falls over flailing*

I haven't even read this yet and I LOVE YOU. I was just texting why_me_why_not the other night that Eric needed more love, and CLEARLY he and Brendon need some quality time together. Esp. given the pics of backstage in SF. So. Yes.

*off to read*

[lissa_bear]

and CLEARLY he and Brendon need some quality time together. Esp. given the pics of backstage in SF.

Dude, and what about the hug at the end of SNL? So cute.

[asimplechord]

I had to resort to the YouTubes for video of that -- I was out of town, and set my TV to TiVo, and because of stupid freakin' sports, SNL was on late here, and it CUT OFF their performance of Lying and the credits. I was Not Happy.

Seriously. More Brendon/Eric. Yes. Like, in the video of them doing Mad As Rabbits in the studio? Eric in shirts with no sleeves? I have this little daydream whenever I see it, and imagine that Bden asks why he always wears them (not that he minds, b/c well-defined biceps are pretty) and that leads to further... discussion. Y/Y?

[lissa_bear]

and that leads to further... discussion.

Hah! Y! MFY!!! And then there's piano porn.

[asimplechord]

Brain cells just DIED of the hotness, okay? I imagined their hands together on the keys (so, yeah, maybe I have a hand fetish) and it progressed to Eric just manhandling Brendon, pickign him up and fucking him right there on the piano, with the discordant sounds of the keys whenever they move.

[lissa_bear]

Oh, holy shit. YUM. That has to be written.