JON WALKER, LET'S COLOUR PICTURES TOGETHER AND SING SONGS MADE OF YOUR AWESOME.
Uh. I'd forgotten about this old Jon/Spencer video [poor quality but the sexual vibe is obvious nonetheless]:
WHY ARE THESE TWO NOT SLEEPING TOGETHER? *ahem*
Fact: Jon Walker might actually be on my top ten list of people/things that make me smile harder than anything in the universe. I've been reading the old PATD blog 'cos Bethany reminded me how much it is made of awesome and I realized that I never actually finished reading every single one of the entries. OMG JON WALKER HOW ARE YOU EVEN REAL? His randomtimes blog posts fill me with such laughterous glee, I can't even-- he needs to update the new blog more often (although only if it doesn't mean fewer Ryan posts because, please: RR makes my life.)
Anyways, apparently while I've been an insomniac the past couple nights, I've put together a JWalk picspam that inevitably turned into a Panic picspam. Probably none of these photos are new to anyone, but since when have you ever had enough of these ridiculous dudes? Exactly. I had fun. Oh, and I partially blame wordsalone, who's declared February as every-day-is-Panic-sharing month. (Actually, I've probably snagged a bunch of these from you at some point or another, Cristina. ♥) So. On that note:
Jon imitating swans. *flails* This makes everything all soft and sweet and happy in the world, okay? *snuggles him*
Are you kidding me, Jon Walker? I don't think you quite know what to make of this situation either, but I am so happy you got to snuggle a koala bear. WTF.
On a date with Brendon during which Bden unsuccessfully tried seducing the photographer? Check and check.
Panic = No Personal Space. [will be the caption to this photo when screen-printed onto a t-shirt by Julie and me someday. I'm just sayin'.]
This one's just for you, Bethany. ;-D (...plus, apparently, you get a Skiba face? Works together! Chicago boys FTW!)
Brendon dancing (in his hotass jeans), Jon chilling, and Eric giggling. My expression pretty much matches Eric's there. (I cannot wait for more new Panic photos... please post all antics on the blog, Ryan, please.)
I can has Jon/Ryan storytime?
Because obviously Jon was just using the ol' stalker method of taking a photo of oneself in order to actually have a photo of someone in the background. (Hi there, Spencer!) Plus: welcome to Jon's thick fingers. Nnnnggghh.
Speaking of fingers . . . *stares* (No, really, I'll stop thinking inappropriate thoughts on my LJ soon, I promise you, Ryan Ross. *remembers Ryan's own scenester/stalker past on LJ* Wait, nevermind! This is f-locked anyway. *rolls eyes*
Um, yeah, but continuing on that fingers train of thought . . .
OH LORD. HIS ARMS. (and the beginnings of his curls, aw)
Why am I actually drawn to this man's bare calves and toes? WTF. I feel like, before taking this photo, the other dudes had to pull Jon away from, like, rolling up his pants and wading into a pond to go catch frogs or something. &JON;
Any and all instances of Brendon biting his bottom lip within close proximity to Spencer = \o/ \o/ \o/
Is there any more appropriate response to this other than: LOL FOREVER.
Okay, I know, I know that other dude is creepy, but: Jon drunkenly grinding against a dude? Is canon. So. Please. Ugh. I don't even know what to do with this band.
Actually, this photo sort of sums up how my life feels right now. If that makes any sense outside of my own brain. *ruffles his hair*
Ryan, you look twelve here. Umm, can somebody tell me whose hand is on top of Jon's on Ryan's shoulder there? Disembodied hand! WTF.
Because apparently at M&Gs, Jon is classier with his alcohol than I am: having a wine glass on hand instead of plastic cups or mugs. Oh, mug wine. Oh, Jon. <3
"You smell like Christmas, Jon."
How is he so beautiful? The light helps, but. (And why does he never wear shirts that fit him? Aside from those times he's obviously sharing clothes with Spencer, that is.)
Insert adorable phone conversation with Spencer here.
Brendon, you could probably get anything you want with that puppyface and you know it, you showman you.
My filename for this is "brendon_looks_fucking_good" and I think that pretty much sums it up. *ogles*
Oh hi, Jon!back. Thank you, Thomas Conrad. This photo is oddly soothing.
Speaking of: oh hi, Tom! (Since Tom takes creepy/awesome pictures of his friends sleeping, I think it's only appropriate that he gets to have a photo of him sleeping as well.) Adorable cover snuggles. *pats him*
Is still my favourite. I need more of these two in my life. More fics and RL stories and photos, pleeease.
His little faaace and little socked feet and-- and-- Bdennn. I have no words.
God, I love ridiculous M&G photos -- always something awesome coming out of them. Like, um. *mouth goes dry* Really, Brendon? Really. *stares then shakes head*
Hands up if you want Ryan Ross to return to this phase just for, like, a day. At least. Yes? *hands* No, really. I not-so-secretly found this really endearing. Not more or less than his style since then, but still: birds painted on his face. Oh, Ryan. Why do I have the urge to ruffle his hair pretty much all the time?
No, seriously, can they bring back some elements of NRWC just for, like, one night? Not that I don't love the soul singing and bro-love and guitarsex . . . because I do. Way too much.
Is still my favourite series of interviews ever and what made me fall in love with Jon/Ryan. ("Aladdin 'cause he's fucking awesome!")
. . . oh, aside from this interview, because Steven and Panic love each other and they play telephone and Ryan accidentally goes off on a tangent about stealing scarves from Frodo Baggins, and so on. ♥___♥
Jon & Brendon's faaaces and, uh . . . *eyes widen* Okay, am I imagining things or is Keltie's nickname for Ryan growing really obvious in this one?
BFF crotchpillow FTW!
Brendon . . . I can't even pretend to talk to you anymore. Shut uppp.
Nnnnggghh, Spencer Smith, I have no more words for you either. ♥___♥
The photo that confirmed my love for them. It's scientifically proven that it is impossible not to smile when looking at this photo.
Um, just because it makes me laugh really hard: aww, baby!Panic. BTW, I love that in Spencer's testimonials for SJC Drums, he tells us that he and Ryan ordered their first instruments from that big ol' JC Penney catalogue. Which makes me a bit nostalgic for some reason. Oh, the '90s.
Brendon, you are flirting with Spencer so hard here (is my first thought whenever I see this photo).
As much as I love (most) Spencertimes since then, I miss this era, like, a lot. I hope to date a girl as pretty as he someday. (Also, I'm impressed by how well he could rock a white hoodie, seriously.)
Was there a story behind this that I'm unaware of? How could anyone not love this dude?
Will never not fill me with incoherent glee.
OMG THIS JUST REMINDED ME HOW MUCH I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO WORKING HARD ON MY BIG BANG FIC ABOUT THESE TWO.
The teacup photos never fail to make me grin. Let's have tea, Jonny Walker. Bourbon and sweet tea, perhaps?
Spencer/Brendon giggles. :D
Bden, I love your ridiculous tattoo: your roots in music and Hawaiian family. I cannot help but snorfle at him getting part of it done on the Live in Chicago extras. "So rad." *is reminded yet again that he is actually only my age*
Have I ever mentioned how much I love when they watch and listen to each other during interviews? Like, 97% of the time, they do, and I fucking love that they pay attention and entertain each other and gaze fondly at each other throughout everythinggg. Oh, and then there's this photo: Brendon/Ryan dorky touching because . . . yeah. Them. And Jon & Spence are amused, and it's sort of like there's nobody else there but the four of them.
Tell me: is Jon trying to cover an erection with a CD? Or is he just awkwardly posed? (Or both.) You don't need to tell me why Ryan feels the need to reach awkwardly behind him and hold Brendon closer. *grins*
The light is like a painting and Jon is gorgeous. From this weekend's Florida show. <333
I, um . . . have a thing for Spencer's belly, okay?
Yeah, yes, definitely a thing for his belly (while wearing Jon's Chicago Bears shirt, come on). Also, this just cracks me up and those drawings are gorgeous.
OTP. They are so adorable and flirtatious here! So, WTF, I AM STILL WONDERING: WHERE IS THE VIDEO FOR THIS INTERVIEW?
They're just so-- *hands* attentive and chill at once and-- and, guh, there's just something about this one that I love a lot.
So lovely. This photo may or may not have been the sole inspiration for entire wintry scenes in a certain Brendon/Spencer fic that I swear I'll finish someday because Julie will hold me to it and because I need to.
Psssh. They make me grin like I can't help it and never want to stop. Boyyys.
I have a random weakness for these dudes always (obviously) when they hook their sunglasses from the collars of their shirts, okay? Doesn't make sense, but hey. That's how attraction goes, I suppose.
WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY HERE? I've titled this "bizarrostonerworld" for, I think, obvious reasons. Plus, Jon & Spencer: legs crossed toward each other? Maybe I grew up watching Clueless far too many times, but to quote Cher from that movie: legs crossed towards each other is "an unequivocal sex invite." *nods*
*sputters incoherently* I HAVE NO MORE WORDS FOR YOU, RYAN ROSS. . . . Okay, maybe I have a few: on gchat last night, Julie used the not-word "worriful," and I said that sounds like the name of a character in a fantasy novel: "Mister Wobbins McWorriful of Hedgerow Lane" and, because she is awesome and/or just as weird as I am, Julie immediately cited this photo. Y'know, this would be his name if Ryan lived in, like, The Shire or Redwall Country or . . . something. *facepalm* What, brain?
I love when Jon makes this face. Every damn time, it is too precious.
And finally, just because they are still the pairing of my heart (no matter how much all I want to do lately is try to write Brendon/Ryan -- for which I blame Bethany, lovingly). They are bonding over being underage Vegas boys at this point. I love that part of the interview, because it's one of those times in which Spencer cracks a joke, making Brendon crack up, and then Spencer smiles even harder because of him. Boyyys. <333
Okay, I lied, one more. Jon Walker in his own land of awesome: making me smile no matter what. The end.
*glances up* Um, really? I didn't actually intend to make that longer than only a few happy shots of Jon being happy. Oops? Well, time to go back to doing something actually productive, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself here. *grins at having some of my favourites in one place*
On the topic of Panic news: I am convinced that Ryan Ross has grown sick of his shitty air mattress in Brendon's new guest room and has crawled onto Spencer's deluxe air mattress and they are currently spooning nightly. This is 100% true and you know it. Somebody needs to write California!house GSF when Jon visits. Right. Now.
Click to viewWHY ARE THESE TWO NOT SLEEPING TOGETHER? *ahem*
Fact: Jon Walker might actually be on my top ten list of people/things that make me smile harder than anything in the universe. I've been reading the old PATD blog 'cos Bethany reminded me how much it is made of awesome and I realized that I never actually finished reading every single one of the entries. OMG JON WALKER HOW ARE YOU EVEN REAL? His randomtimes blog posts fill me with such laughterous glee, I can't even-- he needs to update the new blog more often (although only if it doesn't mean fewer Ryan posts because, please: RR makes my life.)
Anyways, apparently while I've been an insomniac the past couple nights, I've put together a JWalk picspam that inevitably turned into a Panic picspam. Probably none of these photos are new to anyone, but since when have you ever had enough of these ridiculous dudes? Exactly. I had fun. Oh, and I partially blame wordsalone, who's declared February as every-day-is-Panic-sharing month. (Actually, I've probably snagged a bunch of these from you at some point or another, Cristina. ♥) So. On that note:
Jon imitating swans. *flails* This makes everything all soft and sweet and happy in the world, okay? *snuggles him*
Are you kidding me, Jon Walker? I don't think you quite know what to make of this situation either, but I am so happy you got to snuggle a koala bear. WTF.
On a date with Brendon during which Bden unsuccessfully tried seducing the photographer? Check and check.
Panic = No Personal Space. [will be the caption to this photo when screen-printed onto a t-shirt by Julie and me someday. I'm just sayin'.]
This one's just for you, Bethany. ;-D (...plus, apparently, you get a Skiba face? Works together! Chicago boys FTW!)
Brendon dancing (in his hotass jeans), Jon chilling, and Eric giggling. My expression pretty much matches Eric's there. (I cannot wait for more new Panic photos... please post all antics on the blog, Ryan, please.)
I can has Jon/Ryan storytime?
Because obviously Jon was just using the ol' stalker method of taking a photo of oneself in order to actually have a photo of someone in the background. (Hi there, Spencer!) Plus: welcome to Jon's thick fingers. Nnnnggghh.
Speaking of fingers . . . *stares* (No, really, I'll stop thinking inappropriate thoughts on my LJ soon, I promise you, Ryan Ross. *remembers Ryan's own scenester/stalker past on LJ* Wait, nevermind! This is f-locked anyway. *rolls eyes*
Um, yeah, but continuing on that fingers train of thought . . .
OH LORD. HIS ARMS. (and the beginnings of his curls, aw)
Why am I actually drawn to this man's bare calves and toes? WTF. I feel like, before taking this photo, the other dudes had to pull Jon away from, like, rolling up his pants and wading into a pond to go catch frogs or something. &JON;
Any and all instances of Brendon biting his bottom lip within close proximity to Spencer = \o/ \o/ \o/
Is there any more appropriate response to this other than: LOL FOREVER.
Okay, I know, I know that other dude is creepy, but: Jon drunkenly grinding against a dude? Is canon. So. Please. Ugh. I don't even know what to do with this band.
Actually, this photo sort of sums up how my life feels right now. If that makes any sense outside of my own brain. *ruffles his hair*
Ryan, you look twelve here. Umm, can somebody tell me whose hand is on top of Jon's on Ryan's shoulder there? Disembodied hand! WTF.
Because apparently at M&Gs, Jon is classier with his alcohol than I am: having a wine glass on hand instead of plastic cups or mugs. Oh, mug wine. Oh, Jon. <3
"You smell like Christmas, Jon."
How is he so beautiful? The light helps, but. (And why does he never wear shirts that fit him? Aside from those times he's obviously sharing clothes with Spencer, that is.)
Insert adorable phone conversation with Spencer here.
Brendon, you could probably get anything you want with that puppyface and you know it, you showman you.
My filename for this is "brendon_looks_fucking_good" and I think that pretty much sums it up. *ogles*
Oh hi, Jon!back. Thank you, Thomas Conrad. This photo is oddly soothing.
Speaking of: oh hi, Tom! (Since Tom takes creepy/awesome pictures of his friends sleeping, I think it's only appropriate that he gets to have a photo of him sleeping as well.) Adorable cover snuggles. *pats him*
Is still my favourite. I need more of these two in my life. More fics and RL stories and photos, pleeease.
His little faaace and little socked feet and-- and-- Bdennn. I have no words.
God, I love ridiculous M&G photos -- always something awesome coming out of them. Like, um. *mouth goes dry* Really, Brendon? Really. *stares then shakes head*
Hands up if you want Ryan Ross to return to this phase just for, like, a day. At least. Yes? *hands* No, really. I not-so-secretly found this really endearing. Not more or less than his style since then, but still: birds painted on his face. Oh, Ryan. Why do I have the urge to ruffle his hair pretty much all the time?
No, seriously, can they bring back some elements of NRWC just for, like, one night? Not that I don't love the soul singing and bro-love and guitarsex . . . because I do. Way too much.
Is still my favourite series of interviews ever and what made me fall in love with Jon/Ryan. ("Aladdin 'cause he's fucking awesome!")
. . . oh, aside from this interview, because Steven and Panic love each other and they play telephone and Ryan accidentally goes off on a tangent about stealing scarves from Frodo Baggins, and so on. ♥___♥
Jon & Brendon's faaaces and, uh . . . *eyes widen* Okay, am I imagining things or is Keltie's nickname for Ryan growing really obvious in this one?
BFF crotchpillow FTW!
Brendon . . . I can't even pretend to talk to you anymore. Shut uppp.
Nnnnggghh, Spencer Smith, I have no more words for you either. ♥___♥
The photo that confirmed my love for them. It's scientifically proven that it is impossible not to smile when looking at this photo.
Um, just because it makes me laugh really hard: aww, baby!Panic. BTW, I love that in Spencer's testimonials for SJC Drums, he tells us that he and Ryan ordered their first instruments from that big ol' JC Penney catalogue. Which makes me a bit nostalgic for some reason. Oh, the '90s.
Brendon, you are flirting with Spencer so hard here (is my first thought whenever I see this photo).
As much as I love (most) Spencertimes since then, I miss this era, like, a lot. I hope to date a girl as pretty as he someday. (Also, I'm impressed by how well he could rock a white hoodie, seriously.)
Was there a story behind this that I'm unaware of? How could anyone not love this dude?
Will never not fill me with incoherent glee.
OMG THIS JUST REMINDED ME HOW MUCH I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO WORKING HARD ON MY BIG BANG FIC ABOUT THESE TWO.
The teacup photos never fail to make me grin. Let's have tea, Jonny Walker. Bourbon and sweet tea, perhaps?
Spencer/Brendon giggles. :D
Bden, I love your ridiculous tattoo: your roots in music and Hawaiian family. I cannot help but snorfle at him getting part of it done on the Live in Chicago extras. "So rad." *is reminded yet again that he is actually only my age*
Have I ever mentioned how much I love when they watch and listen to each other during interviews? Like, 97% of the time, they do, and I fucking love that they pay attention and entertain each other and gaze fondly at each other throughout everythinggg. Oh, and then there's this photo: Brendon/Ryan dorky touching because . . . yeah. Them. And Jon & Spence are amused, and it's sort of like there's nobody else there but the four of them.
Tell me: is Jon trying to cover an erection with a CD? Or is he just awkwardly posed? (Or both.) You don't need to tell me why Ryan feels the need to reach awkwardly behind him and hold Brendon closer. *grins*
The light is like a painting and Jon is gorgeous. From this weekend's Florida show. <333
I, um . . . have a thing for Spencer's belly, okay?
Yeah, yes, definitely a thing for his belly (while wearing Jon's Chicago Bears shirt, come on). Also, this just cracks me up and those drawings are gorgeous.
OTP. They are so adorable and flirtatious here! So, WTF, I AM STILL WONDERING: WHERE IS THE VIDEO FOR THIS INTERVIEW?
They're just so-- *hands* attentive and chill at once and-- and, guh, there's just something about this one that I love a lot.
So lovely. This photo may or may not have been the sole inspiration for entire wintry scenes in a certain Brendon/Spencer fic that I swear I'll finish someday because Julie will hold me to it and because I need to.
Psssh. They make me grin like I can't help it and never want to stop. Boyyys.
I have a random weakness for these dudes always (obviously) when they hook their sunglasses from the collars of their shirts, okay? Doesn't make sense, but hey. That's how attraction goes, I suppose.
WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY HERE? I've titled this "bizarrostonerworld" for, I think, obvious reasons. Plus, Jon & Spencer: legs crossed toward each other? Maybe I grew up watching Clueless far too many times, but to quote Cher from that movie: legs crossed towards each other is "an unequivocal sex invite." *nods*
*sputters incoherently* I HAVE NO MORE WORDS FOR YOU, RYAN ROSS. . . . Okay, maybe I have a few: on gchat last night, Julie used the not-word "worriful," and I said that sounds like the name of a character in a fantasy novel: "Mister Wobbins McWorriful of Hedgerow Lane" and, because she is awesome and/or just as weird as I am, Julie immediately cited this photo. Y'know, this would be his name if Ryan lived in, like, The Shire or Redwall Country or . . . something. *facepalm* What, brain?
I love when Jon makes this face. Every damn time, it is too precious.
And finally, just because they are still the pairing of my heart (no matter how much all I want to do lately is try to write Brendon/Ryan -- for which I blame Bethany, lovingly). They are bonding over being underage Vegas boys at this point. I love that part of the interview, because it's one of those times in which Spencer cracks a joke, making Brendon crack up, and then Spencer smiles even harder because of him. Boyyys. <333
Okay, I lied, one more. Jon Walker in his own land of awesome: making me smile no matter what. The end.
*glances up* Um, really? I didn't actually intend to make that longer than only a few happy shots of Jon being happy. Oops? Well, time to go back to doing something actually productive, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself here. *grins at having some of my favourites in one place*
On the topic of Panic news: I am convinced that Ryan Ross has grown sick of his shitty air mattress in Brendon's new guest room and has crawled onto Spencer's deluxe air mattress and they are currently spooning nightly. This is 100% true and you know it. Somebody needs to write California!house GSF when Jon visits. Right. Now.