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Pull Your Tangles Out by boweryd (NC-17)
Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Spencer Smith (Panic at the Disco)
Length: 9,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
boweryd
Author Website: Fic Tag
Why this must be read:
More kink for you, as promised! I cannot even tell you how many times I've read this story. When I first stumbled across it, I don't know what I was expecting. Probably something a little fun, a little cute, a little kinky, whatever. And yes, this fic is fun, strangely cute, and very kinky. It is also hot like effing burning.
Spencer has this ability to get Brendon to do pretty much anything he wants, and this fic is all about him discovering that it might be something more than just a handy tool to get Brendon to sit still. This realization happens in a way that flows inexorably to an amazingly satisfying end. Spencer is great here, not too much of a caricature of himself, and the other side of Brendon that he slowly uncovers doesn't feel jarring or out of place which can sometimes happen in kink situations. The power dynamics are handled wonderfully and did I mention the part where it's hot, hot, hot?
This is the perfect fic to read over and over if you're looking for something with a slow burn and an awesome payoff. And don't forget to tell the author how much you love it!
In retrospect maybe it was a little weird, but in all fairness, Spencer really, really didn't notice anything until Jon pointed it out. It was just something he’d always done; hell, it was useful most of the time, being able to rein Brendon in with just a look, or a certain tone of voice, or if all else failed a, “Shut the fuck up, seriously.”
It wasn’t a big deal or anything. In fact, he can’t even think back on some big moment of realization; it had just always kind of been there. During the first few months after Brendon joined the band, when he was still nearly vibrating with excitement and Ryan was circling him warily like a caged animal, Brent had even referred to it as Spencer’s own personal superpower. He does remember rolling his eyes at Brent and saying that he’d hold out for flight, or invisibility or something, but he doesn’t remember making a conscious decision to be The Boss Of Brendon. Besides it wasn’t like Brendon had to listen to him or anything; he just kind of...did.
Pull Your Tangles Out
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Spencer Smith (Panic at the Disco)
Length: 9,000 words
Author on LJ:
bowerydAuthor Website: Fic Tag
Why this must be read:
More kink for you, as promised! I cannot even tell you how many times I've read this story. When I first stumbled across it, I don't know what I was expecting. Probably something a little fun, a little cute, a little kinky, whatever. And yes, this fic is fun, strangely cute, and very kinky. It is also hot like effing burning.
Spencer has this ability to get Brendon to do pretty much anything he wants, and this fic is all about him discovering that it might be something more than just a handy tool to get Brendon to sit still. This realization happens in a way that flows inexorably to an amazingly satisfying end. Spencer is great here, not too much of a caricature of himself, and the other side of Brendon that he slowly uncovers doesn't feel jarring or out of place which can sometimes happen in kink situations. The power dynamics are handled wonderfully and did I mention the part where it's hot, hot, hot?
This is the perfect fic to read over and over if you're looking for something with a slow burn and an awesome payoff. And don't forget to tell the author how much you love it!
In retrospect maybe it was a little weird, but in all fairness, Spencer really, really didn't notice anything until Jon pointed it out. It was just something he’d always done; hell, it was useful most of the time, being able to rein Brendon in with just a look, or a certain tone of voice, or if all else failed a, “Shut the fuck up, seriously.”
It wasn’t a big deal or anything. In fact, he can’t even think back on some big moment of realization; it had just always kind of been there. During the first few months after Brendon joined the band, when he was still nearly vibrating with excitement and Ryan was circling him warily like a caged animal, Brent had even referred to it as Spencer’s own personal superpower. He does remember rolling his eyes at Brent and saying that he’d hold out for flight, or invisibility or something, but he doesn’t remember making a conscious decision to be The Boss Of Brendon. Besides it wasn’t like Brendon had to listen to him or anything; he just kind of...did.
Pull Your Tangles Out