What she means:
gEORGE RYAN RoSS III hasn’t posted anything on Instagram for a whole month and 18 daYs, anD he suddenly surprises us with not only one, but TWO posts within three hours, and one of them is a fucking SELFIE with a caption containing the word “smollest” (ACTUAL SPELLING) and then he’s having a conversation with myfriendpaige about Dottie and the Game of Thrones Season 7 premiere and he seems so healthy and happy and everything is perfect ughhhhhh
Shot Through The Heart, And You’re To Blame. (Brendon Urie x Reader)
Fall Out Boy’s tour manager was stressful enough as is, what with all the
pranks, troublemaking, and just utter disregard for any rules whatsoever. But
combine the members of Fall Out Boy, Twenty One Pilots and Panic! At The Disco,
send them all on the Save Rock and Roll tour, and maintaining your sanity while
on the road became borderline impossible.
Tyler and Josh were absolute sweethearts and tried their best to stay out of
trouble to make things a little easier for you, and you could more or less
handle the members of Fall Out Boy since you’ve been with them for most of
their career, but there would be times (once a week, at least) where they’d do something so stupid, reckless or
irritating that you’d majorly consider hopping on a plane and getting as far
away from all of them as humanly possible, leaving the rest of the management
team to deal with the idiocy. More often than not, these shenanigans could be
traced back to a single source: Brendon.
the bond between Brendon and the guys, you’d met him and the rest of Panic! a
while back. Your first impression of them was that they were fantastic people -
extremely talented, funny, all-around great guys. And you were right.
that you and Brendon didn’t like each other wouldn’t be an entirely true
statement. It wasn’t that you didn’t like
Brendon, it was simply that the two of you were nearly polar opposites, - he
was boisterous and wildly outgoing, while you were orderly and much more
toned-down - meaning you didn’t agree on most things. Then there was the fact
that he was the mastermind behind all of the foolishness that was slowly
driving you mad.
right now, for instance. It was one of the rare off days the boys had the
pleasure of having during the current leg of the tour, and what other way would
they possibly choose to spend it other than by harassing you? Having spent
virtually the entirety of your morning cleaning up after their shaving cream
and toothpaste battle, you decided to retire to the tour bus, praying that they
would leave you alone long enough for you to finally get some admin done. But
alas, Lady Luck was clearly not on your side (and obviously hasn’t been on your
side for a very long time) since they decided to pile into the temporary living
space soon after.
decided to block them out and pretend that there weren’t currently nine super
hyper man-children surrounding you. You were doing a pretty good job at it too,
before someone’s shoe flew across the cramped space and whacked you against the
back of your head.
finally had enough of the childish, nonsensical antics going on around you, you
swivelled your chair around so that you were facing the boys, immediately
silencing them with the look of utter aggravation you wore on your face.
most musicians would use what little free time they have to relax to actually
relax,” you stated simply, hoping they would get the hint and settle down or at
least take their ‘game’ elsewhere, preferably far away from you.
pairs of eyes stared at you momentarily; their owners ignoring your comment and
going back to yelling and being idiots almost directly after.
(Y/N), catch!” Brendon called before tossing a football your way.
you managed to dodge the air-borne object, causing it to hit the wall behind
you instead, knocking down a framed picture of the boys.
clinically insane or just incredibly annoying?” you snapped.
know,” he shrugged. “Probably both.”
your eyes and trying to regain whatever miniscule amount of patience you had
left, you rose from your seat and calmly walked towards the door of the bus,
opening it and extending a finger towards the parking lot.
out,” you muttered, maintaining your relaxed composure. When no one moved a
muscle after the first ten seconds of your command, your patience started to
falter once again. “1…,” you started warningly.
oh,” Joe gulped, scrambling to his feet.
outta here, guys! She’s gonna blow!” Patrick warned, already halfway out the
door; the rest of Fall Out Boy following not far behind, being all too familiar
with your current state of anger.
worried and slightly scared glances were shared between the remaining five
before they too sprinted towards somewhere they would be safe from your wrath.
you mumbled to yourself, grabbing a beer from the mini-fridge before getting
back to work.
shushed his friends as they made their way towards the tour bus you were still
holed up in. Pizza, an assortment of snacks and the Star Wars trilogy in their
hands, they stopped dead in their tracks outside the door. Patrick brought one
of his hands up and knocked tentatively, not wanting to knock loudly or barge
in just in case you were still upset about their earlier behaviour.
in,” your muffled voice could be heard from inside.
inside one by one, the boys stood awkwardly in front of you causing you to
raise your eyebrows in confusion as well as amusement at the sight.
(Y/N/N),” Patrick said meekly, prompting a chorus of ‘Hey, (Y/N)’s from the
you nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of your mouth as you crossed
your legs and leaned back in your seat, thoroughly enjoying the awkwardness the
males were suffering through.
we’re really sorry about earlier. We know we really annoyed you, and we wanna
make it up to you, so…” Patrick continued, holding up the pizza boxes he held
in his pale hands, “we come bearing peace offerings.” The rest of the boys held
up whatever they were holding as proof of Patrick’s statement.
you bring chocolate?”
favourite,” Josh smiled widely, holding out the slab of heavenliness towards
you beamed, snatching the chocolate.
relief flooded everyone’s faces and you couldn’t supress the chuckle that came
as a response.
well, which episode are we starting with?” Dallon questioned, rubbing his hands
together as he surveyed the DVDs.
The Empire Strikes Back. By far the best one,” Brendon stated as he grabbed a slice
of pizza from the box.
you concurred through a mouth full of chocolate.
stopped mid-bite and snapped his head towards you, making you frown in
just… agree with me?” he asked in disbelief, the rest of the guys turning to
face the both of you, looking just as shocked as Brendon.
wish I could take-“
You said it! No take-backs!” he laughed triumphantly, pointing at you.
such a child,” you retorted, returning your focus to the chocolate.
will you come with?”
rather be violently stabbed to death.”
it’ll be fuuuunnn,” Pete whined, stamping his feet and pouting like an
hardly handle you guys in a secluded venue with security all around. How do you
expect me to deal with all nine of you in
public? In the dark. With guns.”
see what the problem is. It’s not like it’s real guns,” he scoffed.
because that’s the part I have an issue with,” you remarked sarcastically, “Maybe
if it was real guns I would’ve gone with. That way I could solve my problems
once and for all.”
so funny,” Pete mocked in a high-pitched voice. “Soooooooo,” he jumped next to
you on the couch and began poking your shoulder repeatedly. “Will you come with?
Will you come with? Will you come with? Will you c-“
it’ll shut you the fuck up, then yes. Damn.”
I’ll go tell the others!”
jumped up from the couch and ran into the next room to inform the guys of your
decision to join them in laser tag, resulting in cheers of happiness and
excitement from the band members which, admittedly, warmed your heart yet also made
you instantly regret your decision.
deeply, you shook your head as you made your way to change into something a bit
more laser tag-appropriate, brainstorming ways to make sure the boys didn’t get
another off day for the rest of the tour.
hours and five rounds in, you and Pete were the sole remaining members of your
team while Brendon and Josh were the only members left on theirs.
slowly and carefully so as not to make too much noise and give away your
location, you rounded corner after corner, keeping a sharp eye out for any sign
of brightly coloured blue hair or an obnoxiously tall quiff.
a noise behind you, you turned around hastily, only to be pushed roughly into a
dark corner. You recognised the assailant as Brendon.
are you doing, you idio-“
cut off by the sudden sensation of his lips on yours, moving slowly yet with an
intensity that took your breath away - literally and figuratively.
weren’t sure how long you’d been kissing for, and when the two of you finally
pulled apart you felt dazed and slightly euphoric.
your mouth with the intention of asking Brendon what the hell just happened,
you were silenced before you even spoke by his finger on your lips. Thinking he
was about to explain himself to you, you stood still and looked expectantly at
him, but he never spoke.
he shot you in the heart with his laser gun.
exclaimed before running off to hunt down Pete, leaving you confused and alone
in the dark, your vest beeping and flashing to indicate your ‘death’.