Walking down the sidewalk, you let out a sigh of relief when you spotted a familiar dinerâs exterior. After a grueling shift at work dealing with a micromanaging boss, incompetent coworkers, and entitled customers, all you wanted to do is sit down and enjoy a nice warm meal before you headed home where you would pass out for who knows how long.
Pushing the door open, the bell announced your entrance as you stepped in, the door closing behind you with another chime. Scanning the room, you took note of how empty it was - it was pretty earlier in the morning and people were probably just waking up - before you took your usual seat at the counter. Looking at the window connected the kitchen to the seating area, your eyes meet Dodgeâs blue ones. âHey Dodge,â you said, waving at him with one hand as your other rested on the counter, propped up on one elbow, hand supporting your head.
âHey [Name].â He gave you a nod. âYouâre here earlier than usual.â You knew he wasnât saying it like it was a bad thing but rather just commenting on it.
You were about to say something when you began hearing sizzling coming from his side. He was making you something to eat and it made you smile. Letting out a sigh, you told him: âHad to pick up someoneâs shift and I just donât want to talk about it.â
Dodge raised an eyebrow at this. âWhy didnât you just go home and sleep? You look like youâre ready to pass out from exhaustion.â
âWow, Dodge. You really know how to make a girl feel special.â
He shook his head with a laugh. âYou know I didnât mean it like that.â
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any kind of dodge mason x reader (preferably a secret relationship kind of fic) would be amazing honestly i barely get to read any and when i do itâs always so good
yeah of course lovelie! i tried my best with it! just posted it right here!
You couldnât wait to get out of Carp. Everything about living in the small town just felt claustrophobic with everything closing in around you. It was also so stifling and seemed to have no room for one to grow as everyone had their place in the community which made things very limiting.
Everyone who stayed had their life planned out already. They would take over the family business or one of the businesses in town and probably marry their current partner - whether it would be a happy marriage or one that came out of wanting some sort of stability in their life is another thing - where they would then have their 2.5 kids, dogs, and the white picket fence and stayed living in Carp until the day they died. Everyone seemed to be destined to stay stuck in town.
It also didnât help that there was never really much to do in town. The only way to pass time here was by people watching, trying to see what was going on in peopleâs business. Everyone knew each otherâs history, family, and even what they ate for dinner last night.
It was why all the graduating seniors looked forward to Panic and you were no different. $50,000 was a huge amount of money. While it wasnât something one could live off for the rest of their life, it was enough to get a head start and buy a ticket out of Carp. To finally get away from everyone you knew and to start fresh somewhere else where no one knew you and where you could reinvent yourself. To have the chance to become more than what the people thought you could be.
And so, as you jumped down from the hill into the cold lake with a yell, hopefully, you were going to win and have the chance to do just that.
Summary: You meet your friend Brendon Urie at the start of your shared tour.
Warnings: None, Brendon Urieâs pretty loud.
Authorâs Note: Okay so hereâs whatâs up. During my Junior year, I would write stories in the extra spaces in my notebook. The stories only usually took up about half a page, so theyâre really short. Just a heads up.
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  As you exited the back seat of the black SUV, you heard a faint, yet continuous yell of your name. It was only growing louder. You looked around to see what the strange sound was.
  It was Brendon. He was charging at you with a crazed look in his eyes. When he finally got to you, Brendon enveloped you in a tight hug. You couldnât hear much else over he loud laughter. âI missed you...WeâRE GOING ON TOUR!!!!â He suddenly shouted to the rooftops. âOh my God. This is going to be legendary!â
   âOkay, okay!â you chuckled as you finally broke yourself free from the singerâs grasp. âI gotta go get my bags.â
  Brendon Urie was still hyped up. âYeah, to put them on our TOUR BUS!â His arms, which were raised to the heavens, fell to his sides with a single look from you, â...Iâll help you with your bags.â
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Authorâs Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! If you would like to read more, I have more fics on Panic! At The Disco over on my page. You should go check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, multi-chapters, headcannons, and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If youâre wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3
Request: Hi! Can you make a Brendon Urie doc ( maybe mult chapter) eitherabout both of him and the reader being in the same musical together [ maybe Heathers with him as JD and reader as Veronica. Gaaahh. Iâve always loved imagining that] or about her being in the bed as a back up vocal and then creating a romance over touring. You decide which to write. Doesnât matter to me. But I canât wait to see what you write. Yay! And thank you for reading my request
Fandom: Panic! At The Disco
Pairing: Brendon Urie x Fem!Reader
Warnings: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. The way Brendon pursues a coworker in this WORK OF FICTION would not be appropriate in a real-life setting.
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  Before I knew it, we were a month into our live shows.
  Every single night was spent with everyone in the band having the time of our lives. It seemed like every show, the crowd would get better.
  Behind the scenes, I was subtly trying to get you to warm up to me. Of course, you didnât fall for any of that. I got shot down over and over...and over. So much so, that it became a sort of a game between the two of us. You told me so much that you didnât date your bosses that it was soon just me taking the chance to get you to talk to me. You laughed every time I asked you out so I kept doing it because you werenât bothered by it, and also I loved hearing your laugh.
  On one of our days off, I asked again if you wanted to go out with me. Hereâs the thing, you said yes. I had some bourbon in my mouth at the time, and I nearly coughed it up. I smiled when it caused you to laugh.
  After that, we were more inseparable than we already were. Instead of the coffee dates we used to go on, I finally treated you to dates more deserving of you.
  Y/n, I love you so much. It took me so long for you to finally let me tell you that. And now that I can, Iâm never going to stop. Right now, all Iâm looking for is a âyesâ or âno.â Stop crying, please. Youâre going to make me cry, too.
  Will you marry me, Y/n?
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Authorâs Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! If you would like to read more, I have more fics on Panic! At The Disco over on my page, along with other fics on other fandoms. You should go check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, multi-chapters, headcannons, and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If youâre wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3
New Perspective
Story One: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END]
Story Two: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END] (youâre here)
P.S. Thank you to @carolyn-stark-91 for requesting!
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Request: Hi! Can you make a Brendon Urie doc ( maybe mult chapter) eitherabout both of him and the reader being in the same musical together [ maybe Heathers with him as JD and reader as Veronica. Gaaahh. Iâve always loved imagining that] or about her being in the bed as a back up vocal and then creating a romance over touring. You decide which to write. Doesnât matter to me. But I canât wait to see what you write. Yay! And thank you for reading my request
Fandoms: Panic At The Disco, Slight!Heathers: The Musical
Pairing: AU!Actor!JD!Brendon Urie x Fem!Actress!Veronica!Reader
Warnings: Very slight mention of drug use
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  Before I knew it, we were a month into our live shows.
  Working with you was more getting more fun everyday. The only downside of it was all was if we werenât the focus of a scene, and if our eyes connected, it would take everything I had not to laugh out of my character.
  Then again, that was the only thing I could maybe complain about. Everything else was the best time of my life. In the scenes where both of us werenât on stage, we would goof off in all kinds of ways.
  Most of the time, we would just talk. Sometimes, we would jokingly act our the scenes we werenât in. When we really got bored, we would even play improv games. Though we were desperate for something to do, what we came up with during those games was stuff I could not come up with if I was high.
  On the other hand, when one of us was on stage, thatâs when things really got us out of hand. Remember when I said it was really hard for me to break character when we locked eyes on stage? Well, it was a thousand times worse with you, just out of sight from the audience, doing anything you could think of to get me to laugh. I was lucky it only worked once...Okay, twice...Okay, only a little over three times.
  Sometimes I did think about doing the same thing to you while you were on stage, but honestly I got too wrapped up in watching you. You were so gifted in theater, that everything else left my mind when I watched you.
  It wasnât just during show hours we would see each other. It started off with getting coffee together, but soon, we had a standing date for dinner every couple nights.
  Well, not really âdate,â thatâs just what I wanted to call them. By then, I was really falling for you. Your smile, your voice, your talent in the craft, everything about you got me going.
  I was so afraid to tell you, though. The thought of you not liking me back, and ending things between us, terrified me. You were so perfect, I never wanted to let you go.
  Looking back, not telling you for so long was a huge mistake. One day during the show, we were in a dressing room and talking when you caught me acting weird. You wouldnât drop it until I told you what was up: that I liked you more than a friend.
  You could always get excited easily, it was something I loved that I had in common with you. That day, you jumped forward and kissed me.
  Immediately, I responded because my heart leaped so far it gave me the adrenaline I needed. We carried on for what had to of been twenty minutes before a stage crew member came in and reminded us we had to be doing the same thing on stage in the following five minutes.
  That was the beginning of what I knew was the best relationship Iâve ever had. You were amazing. You were loving, and supported everything I did. I tried my best to still do the same for you.
  And I will continue to try my best. For as long as youâll let me, I will be the best man I can be for you. I will love you, and I will have your back no matter what you do. After weâre done with Heathers, I wonât have an excuse to always be at your side. I will still never leave you. I will never want to leave you.
  Will you marry me, Y/n?
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Authorâs Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! If you would like to read more, I have more fics on Panic! At The Disco over on my page, along with other fics on other fandoms. You should go check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, multi-chapters, headcannons, and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If youâre wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3
New Perspective
Story One: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END] (youâre here!)
Story Two: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END]
P.S. Thank you to @carolyn-stark-91 for requesting!
Request: Hi! Can you make a Brendon Urie doc ( maybe mult chapter) either about both of him and the reader being in the same musical together [ maybe Heathers with him as JD and reader as Veronica. Gaaahh. Iâve always loved imagining that] or about her being in the bed as a back up vocal and then creating a romance over touring. You decide which to write. Doesnât matter to me. But I canât wait to see what you write. Yay! And thank you for reading my request
Fandoms: Panic! At The Disco, Slight!Heathers: The Musical
Pairing: JD!Brendon Urie x Fem!Veronica!Reader
Warnings: None!
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A few weeks went by, and we had become best friends. There was barely a moment in the day that I didnât spend with you.
Really, I didnât have much of a choice in that because of how much we rehearsed together, but I wasnât complaining at all. Spending all that time with you was something that gave me jitters every morning, and I absolutely love that.
Staying on the subject of love, I was falling for you more everyday (not that I admitted that to myself). You and I spent so much time messing around, I donât know how we ever learned what we needed for the show.
Well, it was more of a mystery for me, because you always had everything together. I donât think a day went by that I didnât go to you to ask for help. And I promise, it was only some of the time that I was just trying to get your attention.
By some miracle though, you got me together, too, and taught me what I needed to know. When I got down, and was afraid I wasnât doing so well, you always insisted how talented I was. They were great words to hear from someone I saw as more gifted than Idina Menzel.
The whole company had six months to rehearse, and the show we came out with was better than my highest hopes.
All of it I was, and still am sure would have been impossible without you.
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Authorâs Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! If you would like to read more, I have more fics on Panic! At The Disco over on my page, along with other fics on other fandoms. You should go check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, multi-chapters, headcannons, and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If youâre wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3
New Perspective
Story One: Part 1 Part 2Â (youâre here!)Â Part 3 [END]
Story Two: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END]
P.S. Thank you to @carolyn-stark-91 for requesting!
Request: Hi! Can you make a Brendon Urie doc ( maybe mult chapter) either about both of him and the reader being in the same musical together [ maybe Heathers with him as JD and reader as Veronica. Gaaahh. Iâve always loved imagining that] or about her being in the bed as a back up vocal and then creating a romance over touring. You decide which to write. Doesnât matter to me. But I canât wait to see what you write. Yay! And thank you for reading my request
Fandom: Panic! At The Disco
Pairing: Brendon Urie x Fem!Reader
Warnings: None!
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Baby, when I first saw you, angels sang.
A new Panic! tour was starting soon, and that day was when everyone that was performing would meet. I had already met almost all of them, but one of the horn players and a lot of the backup singers lived too far away to see us through anything else but a webcam.
Out of everyone I was introduced to that day, you were the last one. When you came up to shake my hand, I couldnât think of anything to say. All I could hear in my head was a repeat of how beautiful I thought you were. For the rest of the day, I followed you around that room everyone was hanging out in.
For the few times I actually could get up the courage to talk to you, you told me a little about yourself. Some of your likes, a couple of your dislikes, and even why you became a singer in the first place. I really hoped you didnât notice how much I was hanging on your every word.
In hindsight, I couldnât get over how beautiful you were. With you in front of me, I could barely get a word out because of your affect on me. You were perfect.
I didnât know how I got you to go out and get coffee with me, but after the meet up with everyone, we headed over to a cafe a couple blocks over.
Over the next two hours, I had the best time of my life. Being with you was so relaxing, and you were one of the funniest people I had ever met. The time that I spent with you that day was time that I knew I would never forget.
But, something else I knew I would never forget was what happened soon after. As we said our goodbyes, I asked if we could do the same again. You agreed, but you told me you didnât want me to get the wrong idea. You said you didnât date coworkers, and especially bosses.Â
Technically, I was both to you. I was crushed. You were so amazing, I almost couldnât stand the idea of not being with you. I didnât tell you that, instead I lied, and said that I was okay with just being friends.
Again, you agreed to getting coffee with me, as long as I understood nothing romantic would come out of it. I forced myself to be fine with that.
You left, and as I watched you walk away from me, I told myself that I was fine with that. Sure, I wouldnât be able to hold you, or kiss you, or... Okay, maybe I wasnât as fine as I told myself I was. But back then, I didnât know that. I also didnât know a few other things that were coming for the both of us. And, little did I know, I couldnât wait to get started.
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Authorâs Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! If you would like to read more, I have more fics on Panic! At The Disco over on my page, along with other fics on other fandoms. You should go check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, multi-chapters, headcannons, and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If youâre wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3
New Perspective
Story One: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 [END]
Story Two: Part 1 (youâre here!)Â Part 2 Part 3 [END]
P.S. Thank you to @carolyn-stark-91 for requesting!
