This is a rec set for a certain someone on my f'list who knows very well who she is, but I am having a moment of secrecy and cloak-and-dagger antics. Here, these are cheery, and a little silly, and just what you'll want to wake up to.
untitled, or I am bored, have some pornfictionRPF: Panic! At The Disco by
saline_joyFeaturing Jon Walker, least subtle person ever. Spencer Smith is luckily, not the most patient person ever. Thank you, there's some brains between the two of you. Also, Ryan Ross, band heterosexual, will never stop being funny. Thanks folks, I'll be here all night.
The map is not the territoryRPF: Panic! At The Disco/Fall Out Boy by
disarm-dOh, Pete and Ryan. I am usually driven up the damn wall by your antics, but this makes me tear up a little. They are a cute old couple, and apparently, they never do it. I will talk endlessly about how this is exactly what I imagine their relationship to be, but I have to get on with the rec, and please stop me. This shocks Brendon and Jon as much as you or I. However, Brendon and Jon are in a position to rectify this problem, and they have posters. Posters, I tell you. Brendon makes me crack up here, he's an adorable little monkey to whom the concept of oversharing is totally unknown, and whose crush on Spencer grows by the minute. Jon is pleasant, and still doesn't quite fit in with all the crazy, but that's kinda why he's woven out of awesome.
Because you looked just like a girlRPF: Panic! At The Disco by
disarm-dOkay, so the last story was kind of a cheat, because ryro was a pomo homo there. Here, though. Twice the bitchy monotone, and I can totally imagine Ryan saying this, with, well, there's het sex, I know, it may shock some of you. But it's hot! Still on genderswap, and I am sorry, but here, Brendon gets magically turned into a lady, and he needs help at sex. Classing it up, as usual. Spencer comes to the rescue, thankfully, before Brendon injures himself more seriously. This is hot, funny, and has pretty good roles for Jon and Ryan, who sit on the sides, and snark at the bumbling almost-couple.
I am sleepy, okay?