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SO. The love of my life, apple of my eye, everything that keeps me going each day--aka [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev--got this really shitty comment on a story from someone who didn't even have the balls to log in and say that shit.

To soothe her with the healing power of my cock writing, I dug a little something up from WIP storage, cut it up, cleaned it a bit, and slapped an ending on. Just a bunch of feel-good Ryan/Brendon schmoop, because that is her otp, and because I love her.

So here it is! My first fic post in ages. Enjoy. :)

Title: Because You Look Like A Jackass (or, Brendon's adventures in stalking!)
Wordcount: ~7600
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan, background Pete/Patrick
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not real. Do not own. Capiche?
Warnings: Swearing. Lethal amounts of schmoopy fluff. Really awfully awkward pickup lines and flirting!
Thanks and Dedicated to: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev! She is the best internet-wife anyone on earth has the right to ask for. ♥
Summary: Apartment AU! Basically: Brendon's just moved into town. He courts Ryan Ross with flowery words and also a coat rack. He falls flat on his face.
Snippet: “I think I love you,” Brendon says suddenly, the words sounding a little too big and jagged and loud for the narrow street.

“I love you too,” Ryan says. “Also, my mom’s a llama and I birthed a puppy this morning.”

There’s someone following him. )
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So. Long time no see, el-jay.


Anyway, I come bearing fic! Labor of love through many long hours, yadda yadda yadda.

Title: You Got A Crew? (I Got A Crew Too)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Brendon/Ryan; background Pete/Patrick, Jon/Spencer, and Greta/Gabe
Wordcount: ~24,000
Warnings: None. Swearing, I suppose.
Thanks to: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, who cheered me on relentlessly, withstood my whining patiently, and, overall, is just a lovely human being! You are so awesome, bb. ;________;
Author's Notes: Um, I know nothing about hairdressing. And it probably shows. But--it's fic! Given with a healthy dose of crack. :)
Summary: AU. Every June, in the world of Las Vegas hair care, it’s all about one thing: the Annual Services Survey. Can struggling hairdresser Brendon Urie and his coworkers finally win over rival salon Cobra Starship? Shenanigans ensue as they battle it out, all while Brendon struggles to keep his eye on the prize—and away from that cute but prickly reporter.

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Oh yeah, and totally OT (but relevant in my time of need)--someone needs to talk me out of writing an epic, completely cracky American Idol fic. Stat. /o\ /o\ /o\ I don't even know how this happened, guys, swear.
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Damn, I don't have a cab icon.

Anyway. Fic! Scribbled out at a breakneck speed over the course of a month--what? It's fast for me, okay. And alright, I know that everyone's probably tired of my high school au 'verse, but this is the last one! I swear! (I mean, really. There aren't any more peripheral characters that I can take out and torture.)

The rest of the stories in the 'verse don't really need to be read in order to understand this one, but it would probably be very helpful.

Title: Bad Tattoos and Worse Ideas (Or: How Two Faily Lunch Helpers Fumbled Their Way Together)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cash/Singer, background Johnson/Ian, background Brendon/Ryan
Word Count: ~17000
Warnings: Swearing. Excessive fail, although that kind of goes unsaid when the Cab are involved. (I feel like I should warn for superfluous mention of Barbie’s boobs and the song Stacy’s Mom.)
Thanks to: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, my fabulously fantastic beta whom I definitely don’t deserve. I should really take a page out of Gabe’s book and chain her in my basement so that she’ll never leave me.
Author’s Notes: You don’t have to read the other stories to understand this one—although it would be helpful!—but this is yet another installment in my high school ‘verse, which can be found under this tag. (Takes place during about the same timeline as Swear To Shake It Up.
Summary: Alex likes Cash who likes Brendon who likes Ryan, only it’s kind of complicated. Which Alex thinks it really doesn’t need to be, if Cash would just pull his head out of his ass. So he needs a plan, only that is complicated, and Marshall’s even started pulling out the flowcharts. Basically, it’s a mess, but hey—it’s high school.

Thursday is pizza day. )
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Q. So, piecesof_reeses, how come when you post fic, you always post two at once?
A. IDK. *pulls out hair* Swear To Shake It Up was right on schedule to be done around Christmastime, only then that noxious Christmas spirit took me over, and made me dash off this crazy fic over the past weekend. SO: very hastily written. Read at your own risk. :)?

Title: you are the dreamer, we are the dream
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: ~11,000
Pairing: Mostly gen.
Summary: A snow globe, a fight to the death, and the best joint of Joe Trohman's life. How Fall Out Boy spends Christmas. (This is a wildly, wildly cracky adaptation of A Christmas Carol.)
Warnings: Swearing. Crack. (oh god, so much crack.)
Disclaimer: Charles Dickens, I am so sorry, you don't even know. None of this is real.
Author's Notes: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, ilu mostest! Thanks so much for looking this over and not disowning me afterward.

you are the dreamer... )
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Title: Swear To Shake It Up
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer
Wordcount: ~20,000
Summary: This wasn’t supposed to be such a big deal. Really. Spencer was just trying to give Brendon and Ryan a good shove in the right direction (the right direction being, of course, towards each other’s beds). Only…things don’t go quite as planned. High school au.
Warnings: Swearing, disregard of canon, superfluous amount of Disney songs.
Disclaimer: So, so fake.
Author's Notes: Haha, so, this is a sequel to St-St-Stutter Something Profound, which was a sequel to The High School Knows Something I Don't Know. I should, just maybe, start calling this a universe. It would be a great idea to read those two first.
Thanks to: My beta, who is the most fabulous beta ever: the awesome [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev ! I would die without you, bb.

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More fic! It's been cluttering up my hard drive for most of the summer, actually, and I've only now polished it up enough to post. Crossposted to slashatthedisco also; just got around to posting it here now.

Title: St-St-Stutter Something Profound
Rating: PG13 for swearing and a brief mention of nudity (although not in a sexual context)
Pairing: Jon/Spencer, hints of Brendon/Ryan
Summary: Brendon and Ryan are oblivious. Spencer is confused. And Jon is just kind of lost, because he's new to this school, okay, and sometimes, a guy needs a little help. High school au.
Disclaimer: Fake fic about real people! Like the tabloids, only better.
Author Notes: This is a sequel of sorts to The High School Knows Something I Don't Know, but it can definitely be read as a standalone. Also, a million thanks to my long-suffering beta, [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, for putting up with my frequent freak-outs, rants, and whines. You deserve a medal, seriously. <333

Read more... )
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So. Um. I wrote fic? A high school au, no less. Because obviously there aren't enough of those cluttering the internet. *hands* Um, there's this picture of Spencer and Ryan somewhere in cyberspace that shows them in--gasp--normal kid clothes. And...apparently my mind went here. Yeah, I don't know either.

This was actually posted to the slashatthedisco comm a week back, but I'm posting it here as well for convenience.

Title: The High School Knows Something I Don't Know
Author: [personal profile] piecesof_reeses
Rating: PG
Summary: So, Brendon likes this girl, right? And this really shouldn't be that big a deal. But then Ryan gets involved. And everything kind of goes straight to hell. High school au
Disclaimer: Yeah, no. I wish. Maybe in a different plane?
Additionally! A million thanks to [personal profile] chaoticallyclev for putting up with my anal retentive-ness and being the awesomest beta ever! You win at life.
Also, warning for erratic canon use. It's a self-indulgent au, okay? *justifies*

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  So, I've been perusing the cabfic community, and there's a (surprisingly) large amount of good fic on there! :D I actually don't know much about the Cab except that they are adorable and seem to fail a lot. Which sounds perfectly awesome to me. \o/ Although Singer's hair kind of squicks me.

A few of my favorites so far:
Reality Won't Hurt Longer Than It Should, by [profile] riflethroughand [profile] miserylovedme
Marshall/Ian (with bonus Marshall/Gabe, Cash/Marshall, Singer/Marshall, Johnson/Marshall)
A really pleasantly plotty genderfuck starring Alex Marshall, who tbh looks a lot like a girl already. So, yay: not much stretch of the imagination required! Well-written, with a wonderfully schmoopy ending. :) Snippet: "And I am now a girl," Marshall says slowly. He makes a face. "Well, kind of. Sort of. Physically, anyway. Whatever."

Keep the Lights Off, by [profile] flash_indie
Gen, pre-GSF, 1886 words
Wow, this is so adorable. There are boypiles and hugging and comforting and teasing, and yeah. I really don't think there's a single thing about this story I would change. Great characterization, as well. I'm really starting to get into the Cab. Snippet: "This is so gay," Johnson says, but he's climbing over as well, slower and quieter than Ian and Cash, and he gets around to curl into Marshall's side.

You Be The Alcohol, I'll Be The Hangover, by [profile] flash_indie
Cash/Singer, 12394 words
HS au. This was incredibly funny and awesome! Alex is faily and awkward, and Cash is a douchebag (as Alex reiterates many times throughout the story). And the thing is, it works so well. Snippet: Christine grins, and maybe it's not entirely nice. "Right, so like, did you really make out with Cash the other night?"
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Wow. I am so mad. I just finished typing this damn entry up when I, being stupid, accidently ex-ed out of the page. Stupid. ugh. >:( 

Anyway. I come bearing fic recs! 

The first is that absolutely hilarious Ten Things I Hate About You au that [personal profile] scoradhwrote a while back.
Crossing the Rubicon, by [personal profile] scoradh
14,000 words, R. Pete/Mikey, Frank Gerard, Patrick/Greta, Brendon/Ryan
I literally had a smile on my face and a giggle in my throat the whole time I was reading this. Seriously. It was just fun, well-written, and pretty hysterical. A+++ job! Excerpt: "I need a guitar," Pete said. "I have my dad's credit card and five hundred dollars in savings, where do I go? Which kidney should I sell?"
"Calm down," said Patrick. He sounded like he was eating something. "Come over to my place, I'll lend you a banjo."

hand on your arm, by [personal profile] jezzabe
This is an au in which Brendon is blind, and has been for his entire life. I actually really enjoyed this more than I thought I would. Brendon being blind just sounds kind of like a signed invitation for bad!fic, you know? But jezzabe pulled it off incredibly well. Summary: An AU where Brendon is blind, interviewers are morons, and Pete is Pete. 

In other news, I am so excited for Warped Tour!! Only two and a half more weeks! \o/
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So, I've pretty much been spending my summer holed up in my room, reading all the big bangs that catch my eye. Most of them were really amazingly good (I say this as a former member of the hp fandom). But under the cut is only a list of my very favorites, since I only have so much energy and patience. :)  

Big Bangs! )




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