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It is fucking embarrassing how out-of-the-loop I am with FOB canon these days. I need to start following [livejournal.com profile] icecreamhdaches or something, because I just found out TODAY about Pete's new music project. (Listen to some clips here if, like me, things go way over your head.)

It's--I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm biased just because I kind of wanted FOB to stay together forever and ever (and ever and ever). And...I feel like if Pete's starting a new band, too, then there's not much hope for a FOB reunion anytime soon? I DON'T KNOW. I am happy for him, I suppose. And I do like the music so far. It's catchy! Girl is definitely not Ashlee, though. I'm just putting that out there.

Ugh, I feel like I don't know what to do with myself these days. BBB's over. [livejournal.com profile] hs_bingo's starting. And that, by the way, is a whole other can of worms because I can't make myself start writing. I'm trying to write some Frank/Gerard student-on-teacher action (yeah, I know, shut up, it's on my bingo), but it's coming out really forced and fake. Apparently MCR is not the best band for me to write.

I should just stop whining and do it. Like, BOOM. Sex.

I suppose I could always use that porn generator...
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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

Mixes:
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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All feedback is very much appreciated! ♥
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I DON'T CARE IF YOU'VE ALREADY SEEN THIS, BECAUSE EVERYONE EVER NEEDS TO SEE IT A MILLION TIMES OVER.




...YOU'RE WELCOME.

Now excuse me while I lie down and try to restart my heart. Jesus fucking Christ, Stump.
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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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HI EVERYBODY.

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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So. Long time no see, el-jay.

Um...oops?

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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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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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! )