Brendon Urie Imagines | Volume 1

Imagine 23 | The Artist

A/N: So this imagine is about the reader being an artist. I'm sure all of you guys are creative in some way and I'm sure you all use different mediums to express it, whether it's writing, photography, drawing, music, etc. This imagine will contain the reader practicing many medias.

Anyways, The Artist is one of my favorite songs ever. It's also one of my favorite songs by The Hush Sound (band discovered by Ryan Ross LISTEN TO THEM!) This imagine is not based on this song but it fits with the imagine.

I ALSO HAVE A NEW IMAGINE BOOK WHICH IS TYLER JOSEPH IMAGINES!

Enjoy the imagine!

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Photography

You smile as you hold your camera up to your face.

"Brendon! Hold that pose!" He laughs and holds the pose.

You quickly snap the picture and look at it. The picture turned out beautiful. Brendon staring out to the ocean smiling brightly.

"How does it look?!" He says excitedly, viewing your camera screen behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist.

"Y/N! That looks beautiful! Can I post that on Instagram?" He asks you, giving you puppy eyes through his sunglasses.

You roll your eyes and nod.

Painting

"What are you painting, Y/N?" Brendon smiles as he stands in front of your easel. "Is it me you're painting?" He laughs.

"No, Brendon." You chuckle. "I'm painting a bird I photographed a few days ago."

Brendon looks at the painting.

"Can I try?" He asks.

"Can you try what?" You reply.

"Painting, just one brushstroke. Please?" He pleads. You laugh.

"You know what, sure." You smile at him.

You two trade spots, him on the stool I front of the painting, brush in hand and you behind him.

He dips the paint brush in the yellow paint. He paints the chest of the meadowlark.

"Like this, Y/N?" He looks up at you with questioning eyes.

"Just like that, babe!" You smile and he kisses you on the cheek.

Drawing

You sit by the dock with your sketchbook and pencil. You decide to sketch a seagull sitting on a post.

You carefully start sketching it's head, starting with a circle of course.

Just as you're drawing the beak, you hear someone running toward you and shouting.

"Hey! Get out of here!" Brendon comes running towards the seagulls. The seagulls soon fly away. You sigh.

"Brendon, I was drawing those birds." You say.

"Oh I'm so sorry, babe." Brendon sighs and looks down.

"Hey, it's okay." You say. You cup his face with your hands and kiss him on the lips.

Music

You strum your ukulele quietly, you humThe Artist by The Hush Sound to yourself. Brendon was still asleep so you decided you should get in some rehearsal time before you embarrass yourself in front of him.

You suddenly hear the piano being played to the same song. You turn around and see Brendon shirtless, with bed hair, playing the piano.

He stops as soon as he realizes you've stopped.

"Come sing with me, baby." He smiles at you, patting a spot on the piano bench. You take a seat and sing the rest of the morning together.