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FINALLY, here is my contribution to this year's [livejournal.com profile] bandombigbang! My very first experience as a participant in such an official fic challenge. I feel rather as though it's my first day of school, and I've brought something precious for Show and Tell. /o\

Title: Roomba v2.0
Pairing(s): Pete/Patrick, secondary Brendon/Ryan
Word Count: ~17,000
Rating: R
Warnings: Deals with human/robot relationships, so there are some inherent dubcon issues.
Notes: A gigantic thank-you goes to [livejournal.com profile] redorchids, whose kickass beta skills straightened this story out and made it about 100x better. Thank you also to [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, for your amazing pair of eyes and equally amazing [livejournal.com profile] piecesof_reeses-taming powers. And finally, thanks to our fearless mods! ♥
Summary: “Do you realize how pathetic it is that you’re asking me for advice on how to sleep with your cleaning robot?”

Part One | Part Two

No Assembly Required by [livejournal.com profile] pearldrop
Don't Turn Me On by [livejournal.com profile] angelsaves
Mix by [livejournal.com profile] tam_cranver
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Back to Part One

Part Two )

Back to Masterpost
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All feedback is very much appreciated! ♥
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HAPPY HOLIDAYS, EVERYONE! I come bearing fic. Embarrassingly adorable and fluffy fic--perfect for the season, yes? :D

Title: Maybe You Can Sell Him On eBay
Pairing: baby Brendon/Ryan preslash
Wordcount: ~5,000
Rating: G
Summary: bb!Panic AU. "You know what we should do?" Brendon asks Ryan, eyes getting brighter. "We should get proof of Santa!"
Thanks to: the beautiful [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, fairest in all of beta-land.
Author's Note: Written for [livejournal.com profile] redorchids's Christmas Wish Exchange, in response to the prompt kid!fic in which Bren and Ryan try to catch Santa. I hope you enjoy, [livejournal.com profile] amyanonymous! ♥

“But Santa isn’t real!” Frankie folds his arms and glares at them. )
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So...This is kind of embarrassing. I was actually debating whether I should post this or not. Because, well, there's crack!fic, and then there's OMG-Brendon-and-Ryan-somehow-got-on-American-Idol-season-8-and-fall-in-stupid-faily-loooooove. *obligatory jazzhands*

Anyway! This is dedicated to the lovely [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev because I was trying to find a way to distract her from attempting to kill me. Apparently, forcing her to edit five college app essays in a row now counts as commonly accepted grounds for homicide. Oops? /o\

Title: Ryan Ross > Ryan Seacrest
Wordcount: ~6200
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan (and very slight Adam/Kris)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: American Idol AU. Brendon’s finally gotten his big break, and all he wants to do is make it to the next round of competition, but one particular faux hawk-ed, eyeliner-abusing asshole is making it kind of difficult to focus…
Warnings: Um, American Idol AU. I'm not sure if I can emphasize that enough. I remember when I used to make fun of this show. Yeah, times have changed. Also, tiiiny bit of dub-con.

Everything looks very shiny. )
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Holy shit, how did I manage to write something that needed a masterpost in the middle of the school year? Oh, right. My unending drive for procrastination. \o/

This has pretty much been my baby for the past four months, and you can't see me, but I'm wibbling a little bit as I send it out into the cruel world. Really, I am. *wibbles*

How to Survive a Zombie Apocalypse Recession
Wordcount: 42,000
Pairing: Brendon/Spencer, (background William/Gabe, Cash/Singer, Frank/Gerard, Pete/Patrick/Ashlee)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: You know how Love Actually is pretty much the schmoopiest, most feel-good of all romantic comedies? Yeah, this is kind of like that level of schmoopiness, only worse. /o\
Summary: Office AU. Island Electronics is going down in a blaze of glory, just one more company that's fallen victim to the ruthless recession. Receptionist Spencer Smith and coworker Brendon Urie fight to save the company (and their incomes) as all around them, their compatriots succumb to the wrath of the fearsome Pink Slips.
Unofficial Summary: Really, this story just boils down to three things: stealth!closet-sex, pining, and ~conspiracy theories. Also, Star Wars.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Epilogue

Thanks to: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, my darling LJ-wife who patiently read through this 73-page monster over and over and helped me correct my outrageous sins in voicing and sentence flow. Also to [livejournal.com profile] redorchids, who was so amazing in helping me sort out the plot of this story, reading my multiple drafts, giving me suggestions, and most importantly, never giving up on my plotholes. A thousand ♥s to both of you.
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Epilogue )
All feedback is very much appreciated! ♥
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Well, it's September 7th somewhere in the world, right?

Man, this is pretty much the first time I've been able to get on the internet away from my parents. (/o\ I probably just gave away my age. Well, that's okay. My profile wasn't making a secret of it, anyway.)

My recession comedy/drama/whateverthefuck has reached the 10,000 word milestone, and I feel like that should be celebrated. Hopefully, it means that I'll actually finish it. With school looming in two days and my parents stalking my every move, that seems somewhat unlikely, but I will prevail! I just need a good theme song and a resourceful sidekick. :D

I'm willing to bet no one (except for my S.O. [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev) actually knows about my recession dramedy, because I've only mentioned it in passing on here all of one time. It's good! I mean, I hope so. Brendon/Spencer, which is a departure from my usual, but I'm crossing my fingers. Okay, I'm just rambling anxiously now. HERE, I will put a teaser snippet behind the cut. Enjoy?

Everyone likes office comedies, right? Right? )

So, um, yeah. *twists fingers nervously* This is unbeta-ed, of course. And, you know, subject to change. I should stop backtracking. Um.

Have a good Labor Day! ♥
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He is totally the prettiest member of Panic, y/y? SPENCER SMITH, you should come tilt those hips at me~! ;)
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So, I know this is getting pimped out pretty much everywhere, but I thought I would put a little mention of it here, as well, so as to further inflate my already engorged sense of self-importance. :D!

The Adam Lambert charity challenge!

This is a really great cause, for srs. You get to choose which project to give to (they're all involved with giving arts opportunities to kids in high poverty districts), and what amount. So, you know. If you have a dollar to spare, please give! :)

PLUS, there is a fic/art auction going on, too, where you bid on fic/art, and that money goes to the charity, while you are rewarded with beautiful expressions of fannish creativity. It's a win/win situation! Fandoms involved aren't restricted to AI rps, either. And the authors/artists participating are incredibly talented. [livejournal.com profile] astolat, anyone?

Also! Also I have so many fic recs for your glowing faces, flist. I am pretty much late on all of them, but that is okay, because I am chronically unpunctual and I have learned to accept that. Fic recs behind the cut! )

Finally, I want to take a moment to blush splotchily and thank everyone who is still hanging around for the amazing reception of my latest story! Really. The comments were so awesome and glee-making! You guys made my week, honestly. :')

Oh, wait, no, I almost forgot. I have a picture to show you all! I personally am developing a huge crush on that pretty, pretty girl on the left. behind the cut! )
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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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I actually have some content to post in here! :D

FIRST OF ALL, I would like to pimp out my beautiful new profile. It was made by enormously talented [livejournal.com profile] lethal_melody! And I updated all my information in there--lol, the old shit was so inaccurate--and also put in some (kind of self-evident) friending tips.

Also, I just really like owls, and I think everybody should! So y'all should take a gander at my profile.

In other, fandom-related news--THIS IS A DIRECT QUOTE FROM BRADLEY JAMES: "I find myself becoming a bit of a fan and wanting Arthur to find out about Merlin's magic. Because I don't think it can go on too much longer, with Arthur not knowing; the relationship is in danger of going stale if you keep going at the same pace. But I think there's been more concentration on other relationships this second series than on the Arthur/Merlin front. So I'm hoping towards the second half there'll be a bit more development."

Um, wow. HELLO, unexpected Arthur/Merlin shipper! Welcome to the fold. We'll have your membership card mailed immediately.

Anyway. I was just really pleased by that. It's kind of like the way Gabe/William encourages fandom! The way Pete always loves on Patrick at every opportunity. AND PEOPLE WONDER WHY I WRITE FIC, JEEZ.

Speaking of which--I am due to have a fic post verrrry soon. And by soon, I mean tomorrow. :D! So you can be on the look-out for that.

Oh, one more thing (wow, this is a packed post): Patrick got arrested! Aw, he has street cred now! (Please picture me saying that in my gooiest baby voice. Because I totally am. This is what Patrick does to me.) Just take a look at his totally hardcore mugshot behind the cut )
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Ugh. I am mad. Frustrated and mad. And also feeling stupid.

I really cannot believe that Miss fucking Venezuela won Miss Universe after giving that completely ridiculous, idiotic answer. Basically, after being asked about barriers women face in the world of business and other leadership positions, she says that there are no more barriers. Men and women are completely equal! CALL THE FUCKING PRESSES, JFC.

Just--wow. I am disappointed, and mad about being disappointed, because, hello, piecesof-reeses, this is a beauty pageant. So, yeah. Ugh. I am just really fucking (stupidly) upset. :\

In other, slightly happier news, I am finally writing again! Kind of. I'm crossing my fingers that I'll be able to finish it. It's a recession comedy, sort of. Although right now I have typed somewhat more angst than humor, but, well, whatever. Dramedy ftw!

Also. It's Brendon/Spencer. Which is a surprise to me, too. But it happened. And my poor beta, [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, is just going to have to suffer through it. (She otp's Ryan/Brendon. Oops.)

Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev! She's posting an awesome story reeeeally soon, just as soon as she makes all the corrections her beta (me :D) told her to make. It's a He's Just Not That Into You au, and, okay, I kind of despised that movie, but I liked that fic! WHICH MEANS Y'ALL SHOULD GIVE IT A TRY. \o/

So, yeah. Short, sweet update. Who here thinks Adam and Kris should just make out already?

a new day

Aug. 21st, 2009 02:28 pm
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I have, after much wibbling, finally changed my layout! Isn't it beautiful? [livejournal.com profile] minty_peach made it about a million years ago, because I am pretty much late on everything. Still, I am so unbelievably pleased, just seal-clapping all over the place. \o/

It's so pretty! And I tweaked it a bit here and there, mostly with text colors and that kind of miscellany.

Also! Also I changed my name and my journal title and my profile (...kind of). I feel like a new person! No, I feel like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes of el-jay's premade layouts.

I feel...kind of inordinately pleased about this. But I am sharing my squee with all of you because, well, you know. I'm generous and shit.

LET'S TRY TO MAKE THIS ENTRY A LITTLE MORE WORTHWHILE, SHALL WE? What do you guys want? Fic-recs? Pictures? More of me babbling about books none of you have read? (I feel like I'm preaching to empty space around here, sometimes. THEN I REMEMBER YOU, [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev! ♥)

Well, here, a compromise. A fic rec AND a picture!

Ask Yourself What Matters by [livejournal.com profile] formerlydf
Pairing: Gabe/William
Summary: There's a voice inside his head telling him that this is Bill, this is Bill in pain, he should be there, he should try to make it better, he shouldn't leave Bill alone, and there's another voice reminding him of how much Bill likes his privacy, that he should respect the few intact boundaries they have left.

Guess what, guys, it's a sex pollen fic...without sex! I would love it for that alone, but, um, also, it's really gr8. Beautiful characterizations all over the place (but that shouldn't be a surprise, not with that author) and just--yeah. A really nice, heartwarming resolution. Also, it's Gabe/William! It seems like there's been real dearth of Gabe/William in bandom recently. (lol dearth. isn't that the greatest word ever? dearth. dearth. deeeaaarth. okay, sorry.)

And a picture of the perfect example of wedded, domestic bliss behind the cut )

Happy Friday, flist! It's the weekend tomorrow! :DDDD
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So...I told myself I wasn't going to do this. Several times, in fact.

But my self didn't listen to me. :(

So, yeah, apparently I'm jumping on the bandwagon. Post-divorce fic ftw! Happy post-divorce fic at that, too. \o/?

Title: only need two more miracles
Author: [livejournal.com profile] piecesof_reeses
Pairing: Ryan gen, Ryan/Brendon preslash
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: ~6600
Warning(s): A bit of drug use. NOT nearly as much as my cut text would imply. /o\
Disclaimer: Okay, so this is a lot closer to reality than most of my other fics, but it is probably 100% slashier, sorry to say.
Summary: Just another PATD fix-it fic, but this time from Ryan's pov. Because sometimes, being screwed up doesn't have to last forever.
Author's Notes: This takes into account a lot of the current canon we have, including some tweets and that MTV interview Ryan did.
Thanks to: [livejournal.com profile] chaoticallyclev, my amazingly and fabulously lovely beta! You are the best cheerleader in all the world. ♥

#ryansacokehead )
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