piecesof_reeses | Entries tagged with american idol

So, there is a high possibility that I am getting sick. I've had a runny nose all morning, and I've also started sporadically coughing.

....But I'm just going to stay happily in denial until my fever reaches 103, if that's all right with everyone. :D

Also, in more pointless

piecesof_reeses news, I got contacts! ( Cut for your benefit! Whining inside. )The robot au I was babbling about previously has also kind of stalled. I've got almost 4000 words of--not precisely shit, but nothing too stellar, either. Of course, I'm probably biased right now because I'm really unhappy with my uncooperative muse, but...yeah. Hopefully I can kick my stupid brain back into gear and finish the thing up before too long. I know what's going to happen, I just need to somehow get between point A and point B.

Whew, that was a lot of whining. Adam Lambert will be performing and talking on The View! I actually find that really, really odd considering that young children are far more likely to be awake during daytime television then, say, AFTER 10 PM. But that's probably just me being weird.

Current Mood: aggravated

oh jesus, adammmmmm. D: i haven't even watched it yet and i'm practically pulling out my hair just because of all those comments at ontd-ai. i mean, if even they didn't like it, then...uh oh.

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eta: lol, so, possibly i was overreacting. i just have a lot of feelings, okay.

Current Mood: scared

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

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. )

Current Mood: embarrassed

SO, APPARENTLY YESTERDAY WAS HALLOWEEN. :O

And oh my gosh, it was very exciting. LET ME TELL YOU A STORY, OKAY. I promise you will (probably) like it. It is very freaky-deaky, anyway. So, I am driving along a road at about 11:59 PM last night, on the way home from my

chaoticallyclev's super awesome play-Rockband-and-dance-around-like-a-lunatic Halloween party. (Yes, I know, how very lame of me, going home before midnight.) BUT ANYWAY. My early departure very helpfully facilitated the imminent freaky-deakiness!

Because at 11:59 PM, I happen to glance at my car's odometer (it's quite new), and I see that it reads 666. And I'm like, lol awesome :D But then--BUT THEN, my clock ticks over to 12:00 AM, and I shit you not, the odometer goes to 667 miles at exactly the same time. Like, good-bye devil's hour! Good-bye Halloween! See you again next year!

Um, yeah. That is the end of my story. Possibly it was cooler when I was experiencing it all alone in a car on an empty street at midnight. Whatever.

I'm afraid that I haven't any more content to add. I mean, everyone already knows about Adam Lambert's sparkly new single, yes? The one where he wants to entertain you until you scream? Part of me is going, LOL ADAM LAMBERT and the other part is going, OMG ILU ADAM LAMBERT.

Guess which part's winning. /o\ I am really hoping this breaks into the airwaves and the top 40. Because that would be amazing. So, so amazing. I wonder how the RCA execs are feeling right now. >:)

Oh, right, fic update. I am (hopefully) almost done with it--I've just sent it off to my beta, actually--and it might be up soon! Maybe. Depending on how much schoolwork gets piled on me and how much I have to fix my story's gaping plotholes. It is 42,000 words, asfj;wieojf. 42,000 words of pining and stealth!closet-sex and conspiracy theories. Hopefully not too self-indulgent to keep anyone else but me from enjoying it. *crosses fingers*

Tomorrow is Monday. :(

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: The Middle-Jimmy Eat World

Hello hello hello,

I am failing, very predictably, at posting during the school year! Which is, um, expected, but still kind of blah.

Yes, hello, I'm Kathy, and I can't use adjectives today. It's nice to meet you too.

I am fairly certain this entry is going to be all over the fucking place. I am sick, you see, have contracted a devastating strain of the flu and am certain to perish within the next business week or so. Please send all flowers/condolences through my nonexistent secretary. Well. My throat hurts, at least. And I've got a low-grade fever. Whatevs! (See, proof that I am not in my right mind. I would never say whatevs in public unless I was hopped on Tylenol. Is it possible to be hopped up on Tylenol? I think I've somewhat diverged from the point. Not that I had one. Siiiigh.)

Um. I did download a moodtheme this morning! So...I was slightly productive. It took me ages, though. I think I did something funky to my photobucket. But anyway! It is so adorable! I snagged from

upsa_daisy, and it's from Planet Earth! LOOK AT THE CUTE ANIMALS. Yeah. That's what I thought.

Can we discuss how immensely gay all of Kris Allen's upcoming songs are? I mean, first you've got Live Like We're Dying, which pretty much parallels him and Adam's relationship arc. ( Oh, wait. Before proceeding, please put on your tinhats for your own safety. Thank you and have a good flight. )

HERE HAVE AN HP FIC REC SO I CAN FEEL BETTER ABOUT THE OVERALL CRAZINESS OF THIS ENTRY. (but ooh, does referencing hp actually make me crazier? decisions!)

Talk To Me by

saras_girl
Summary: When the usual channels of communication are shut down, the most surprising people can find a way in. A strange little love story.

This is so fucking cute. It is like wallowing in a sea of pillows and bunnies. I think that simile got away from me. ANYWAY. It is awesome and fluffy and feel-good, so read for a pick-me-up!

Man, tomorrow's Monday. Maybe I'll be too ill to go to school.

Current Mood: bitchy

I have, after much wibbling, finally changed my layout! Isn't it beautiful?

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,

chaoticallyclev! ♥)

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

Ask Yourself What Matters by

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

Current Mood: excited
Current Location: home

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Fic: Ryan Ross > Ryan Seacrest (a.k.a. oh my god fml)

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