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| Thursday, December 10th, 2009 | |
| 7:08 pm | I Will Guide You In The Night [1/2] Title: I Will Guide You In The Night [1/2] Author: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sharpisignature Rating: pg-13 Pairings: Spencer/Bob, Ryan/Jon, (minor: Gabe/William, Gerard/Frank, Pete/Patrick) POV: Third Summary: Bob goes to college out of state, leaving behind a younger boyfriend, Spencer. They desperately try and keep their relationship together but unfortunately the distance pulls them further and further apart. Will they make it? Disclaimer: Never happened. I don't own any real life people, only the characteristics Warnings: Swearing, very light violence, drinking, and mention of an STD. Beta(s): luridworld and allegedlykyle were my amazing, wonderfully always there for me beta's. I'm such a typo maker and they had a lot to fix. Thank you so much for helping me. Author Notes: So this is for flywithme_x . She keeps luring me in with awesome plot bunnies. I'll get you back some day. I hope you like this...seriously, you better like this or I'll cry. gcbenjigal , you are an inspiration. I can't tell you how much you helped me without you even knowing it. Just talking to you calms me down and makes me stop being such a spaz. The only reason why this is done is because of you. I love you wifey! And ninasfic ...oh Nina. Where do I start with you? You're always there when I need you, for either LJ writing or personal problems. I don't know where I'd be without you. Thanks for letting me constantly spam you with this story and helping me brain storm. You're the best.This title is from Empires song, Spit The Dark. Check it out, it's fucking amazing. And on that note, a_dreamwithin . Without you getting me into this band, I wouldn't be able to finish this either. That c.d. is all I listened to while writing this. Thank you for that.Okay! Off to the story. I hope you like it! Click here for story. |
| 6:38 pm | Fic: Ryan Walks Into A Wardrobe|Brendon/Ryan|PG-13 Title: Ryan Walks Into A Wardrobe Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 2600 Characters: Brendon/Ryan Summary: Ryan was just trying to find his old suit. He certainly wasn't expecting to end up in a snow-covered forest, being propositioned by a goat-like fairytale creature. (Narnia AU) Author's Notes: Crossposting to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rydenrevival. Sorry if you get this twice. It looked a bit like Jon's place. |
| 3:07 pm | I just like how he leans Title: I just like how he leans Author: alles_luege Pairing: Gerard/Jared Leto Rating: PG -13 Summary: An tale about how Gerard is crushing on Jared since he first saw My So- Called Life. “You look happy,” Mikey says when Gerard joins them again. “He knows my name. And he leans great.” Gerard answers with a grin and Mikey laughs. Warning(s): none Author’s Notes: I wanted to write this pairing ever since I saw the pictures. Word Count: 2.346 Beta: asm_z Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real. I just like how he leans |
| 7:14 am | My Mistakes were Made for You (standalone, William/Gabe, past William/Tom) Title: My Mistakes were Made for You (STANDALONE) Author: me stupidrhapsodyRating: R Pairing: William/Gabe, past William/Tom POV: 3rd Disclaimer: don't sue, I'll love you Warnings: character's death, mpreg, bipolar-ness Summary: William is sitting near Gabe’s head, and absentmindedly playing with the older man’s dark hair. He likes to play with Gabe’s hair, because it’s what he did with Tom. Hell, he does a lot what he did with Tom when it comes to Gabe. He couldn’t help it, and that’s okay, right? He never tells Gabe about those unhealthy habits and Gabe never finds out—okay, scratch that; Gabe doesn’t want to assault what William had with Tom, so he never asks whenever William is doing something… something different, almost nostalgic, for him; like the way he pets his hair, kisses him goodbye to work, moaning his name when he’s coming down in bed. a fic that is basically based off from a song. lavinia, by the veils. damn it. Author Notes: well, here you go for bandomrarepair challenge. sadly this is unbeta'd, because I don't have mucho times to find a beta. damn right. so, first time writing gabilliam here, but still, tomrad/william got my attention more. this is rated R, ladies. give me concrit(s)? THANK YOU. and keep this community alive, maaaaaanGabe pins William’s wrists down exactly like Tom did. He licks his way down to William’s stomach exactly like Tom did. He twists his fingers exactly like Tom did. |
| 4:36 am | Wrap Yourself Around Me Wrap Yourself Around Me (14,401) // (NC-17) Bob Bryar/Ray Toro Ray makes friend with Bob, a homeless guy who lives in the park. After a while, their relationship tightens and evolves. The guys aren't mine, it never happened. Written for bandom_au, prompt #44, inspiration comes from this prompt at we_are_cities. ♥ to framianne for her help and cheering, ♥ to snarkyrainbow for her beta job and help. Thank you so much.Unofficially known as The Homeless Douchebags fic. Ray sees Bob for the first time in late October, while he’s going to work. |
| Wednesday, December 9th, 2009 | |
| 6:47 pm | Fic: Of Bruises and Baby Oil (A Crack!fic Co-op) Bands: My Chemical Romance & Green Day (You don't need to like both bands to read it, in fact liking only one band will give you someone to root for) Title: Of Bruises and Baby Oil Authors: ladyfoxxx & villiagegreen Rating: R Warnings: Consensual athletic violence (think Fight Club) Length: ~12k. Complete in two parts Pairings: Frank/Gerard, Billie Joe/Mike, implied blink-and-you'll-miss-it Billie/Gerard Disclaimer: So completely didn't happen. Summary: Two skinny, short, slightly femme front men pick a fight. Battle of the century ensues. Author's Notes: So villiagegreen and I decided it would be a good idea to write a fic where Gerard Way and Billie Joe Armstrong fight in a cage. (Don't even ask.) Part One: The Opening Act Part Two: The Grand Finale |
| 1:07 pm | Fic: The Heart Rate of a Mouse [Vol.1 - I] The first installment of the so-called 70's fic where Ryan is the frontman of a prog rock band and Brendon is a roadie on one of their tours. by arctic_greyRyan/Brendon 1st POV, Ryan's NC-17 Vol.1: Over the Tracks In the summer of 1974, Ryan Ross embarks on an exhausting tour in support of his band’s breakthrough album, struggling to live up to the pressure and expectations of sudden fame. As he juggles his dissolving band, lying best friend and fleeting girls, he heads down a dangerous and self-destructive road, letting himself want the one person he can’t let himself have. I would have been happy with mediocre success. A record deal, small tours, a firm hold of myself. It’s what I wanted, what I probably had somewhere between the first and second album, but I missed it. I didn’t notice. So now I’ve got my face on magazine covers, fans screaming and passing out at the sight of me, and I want to put this car on reverse and go right back to that moment I missed, that moment in a club in Buffalo where I noticed a few guys of the three hundred headed audience singing along, and my heart stopped at the achievement. But it’s too late for that, and I’m gone. Volume One - currently 66,000 words Master post |
| 9:31 am | Just sleep Title: Just sleep Author: alles_luege Pairing: William/Gabe Rating: PG Summary: Pointless little story about sleeping habits and falling in love. “You realise that you’re in New York at three in the morning?” “You realise, you’re still up?” William answers. Warning(s): none Author's Notes: I can't say anything about this, except I think this story could make you feel better when you're down. *shrugs * Oh! And 'de nada' means something like 'don't mention it' or 'you're welcome'. Part of the Advent-calendar. (Day nine.) Word Count: 723 Beta: asm_z Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real. Just sleep |
| Tuesday, December 8th, 2009 | |
| 5:33 pm | bandslashmania @ 2009-12-08T17:27:00 Title: No More Than Three Feet Apart Pairing: Pete/Patrick Rating: PG-13 Summary: “I’d wish for you to live forever,” Patrick said, bending to press his lips to Pete’s forehead. “The goblin king can give me that.” A/N: Written for reel_band. Big thank you to jaded_hopeless for the beta. You get extra special brownie points for doing research. :}No More Than Three Feet Apart |
| 4:01 pm | bandslashmania @ 2009-12-08T15:50:00 Title: If It Makes You Less Sad Pairing: Pete/Patrick Rating: PG-13 Summary: It's not that Patrick doesn't trust Pete- not really, even though he's go nearly a decade of reasons not to- but more that. Well. He knows Pete, and that's enough for him to know that this little trip to Michigan can go nowhere good. A/N: Written for fall_out_nurse.If It Makes You Less Sad |
| 3:31 pm | P!atD/TYV fic: All to Catch a Thief, Brendon/Ryan All to Catch a Thief PG, 9200 words, Brendon/Ryan Written as a drawn_to gift for heartequals and inspired by Ryan's Halloween costume. An AU fairy tale about criminals. No warnings, all comments welcome.Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a sleepy town. |
| 1:57 pm | About a girl Title: About a girl Author: alles_luege Pairing: Lyn-Z/Gerard, Lyn-Z/Chibi Rating: PG -13 Summary: It's not like Lindsey means to fall in love – not with Gerard, he just charmes her, and not with Chibi. It just happens. “Gerard; dark, handsome, mysterious...?” “Not if you know him.” Lindsey answers and it makes Chibi laugh in this totally sweet and creepy way, that makes Lindsey press her knees against each other. Warning(s): kissing, also femmslash Author’s Notes: In this Lindsey is together and in love with Gerard, but also with Chibi. Don't read if you have problems with that. Also Chibi is The Birthday Massacre's singer. Pic-spam here. Part of the Adevnt-calendar. (Day eight). Word Count: 1.237 Beta: figilio_vampiri Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real. About a girl |
| 1:04 am | What's a Boy to Do (girl!ryan/Jon) Title: What’s a Boy to Do Author: Cassie! Aka pinkichanPairing: Girl!Ryan/Jon, minor brief Ryan/Z Rating: Nc-17 Summary: She leans into Jon’s space and her curls are falling into her face and she smiles at him as she brushes a hand through Jon’s much too long hair. “You should cut it,” she tells him and Jon doesn’t move away from her touch, he lets her long slender fingers card through his heavy curls. Jon scoffs. Disclaimer: They don’t belong to me and this is all totally fake Warning: Genderswap Authors Notes: I’m blaming this on spindlelimbs and luridworld this can be considered a prequel of sorts to This fic but it’s not at all necessary to read that one to understand this one. This is also a part of what I’m now calling the ‘All the Pretty Girls’ verse. Maybe someday I’ll do more. Title belongs to Fun.Fic is here |
| Monday, December 7th, 2009 | |
| 7:22 pm | Fic: Turn Into Sunny Days (Bob/Ray, FRT) Title: Turn Into Sunny Days Author: allyndraPairing: Bob/Ray Rating: FRT Length: about 5,000 Disclaimer: Entirely the product of my vivid imagination. Summary: Ray and Bob’s friends have drama all the time, so no one notices the quiet romance in their midst. High school AU. Notes:Written for the bandom_calendar and inspired by a prompt at anon_lovefest. |
| 1:46 pm | |
| 1:16 pm | Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen Title:: Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. Author:: skeletalstarsPairing(s):: Rydon, some eventual Joncer. Rating:: Undecided. Story Type:: Chaptered. Chapter:: Prologue. Chapter List:: Prologue Summary:: A conflicted love story of home-sickness and disgust. Author Note:: Inspired by a series of songs that played in on my iPod's shuffle mode. It was about dusk one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season. Brendon sat, just out-side of the enormous red and dirty off-white tent, his back clinging to the dusty old fabric as he drummed his fingers on the wrought-iron arm of the rotted bench. He looked puzzled, from where I stood. He had his head tilted up just the slightest, black top hat barely covering his deep brown eyes, and gaze locked onto the blazing sunset. All this out-side, despite the cold. It had to be around 30 degrees out, I could see the swirls of condensation flow from his mouth as he sighed. Brendon never liked the cold, he was always the first to complain about it. So, why he was out there alone, sitting on a frozen and rotting bench staring at the sky, was beyond me. His eyes were set though, he was focused. So, I stood there, arms wrapped around myself and shivering, watching him. I'll be honest, I was more than intrigued by the boy (despite his odd behavior that sun-down). I had come to notice, that he was the only one that could hold my interest with anything anymore. I had burned out as Pete, our ring-leader, had once said. The circus way just wasn't mine anymore, and I had come to regret ever leaving home for something as macabre and out-cast as a circus. But, Brendon, he made the hours of desperate homesickness all worth while. I don't think he noticed me that sun-down, not even when his gaze turned my way to acknowledge the crow caw that had resonated from behind me. His gaze just crept slowly back to the pinks and purples of the fading sun. It was this behavior that scared me. To be frank, Brendon was normally a hyper active ball of philosophical annoyance. And, when he didn't give notice to me, my gut told me to worry, that something was wrong. I couldn't bring myself to go up to him though, because as annoying as he could be, the boy somehow intimidated me in the strangest way. I think it was his eyes, I'd always find myself lost in them. But, it could of just been his seniority in the group, he'd been there for near fifteen years now, leaving his home when he was just a boy to join. Pete had taken him under his wing, an apprentice, an heir--a promising one at that. I felt a gloved hand come down on my shoulder and turned calmly around. Spencer's gray eyes looked at me, slightly confused, slightly relieved. "What's wrong?" His hoarse voice almost whispered. "Look at him." I nodded my head towards the bench where Brendon sat. Spencer leaned over the slightest bit to see over my shoulder before returning to his normal stature. "He looks fine to me..." "He's not." I insisted, naivety getting the better of my tongue. "He does that every now and again. Don't worry about him. You've got more important things to look after." "Like?" "Keltie." Keltie. Keltie, the blonde belly-dancer with legs the length of ladders. Why I ever chose to get involved with her, I'll never know. I never truly liked her in that way, but she had asked me one night after the show, if I'd consider it. I think I said yes to deny me of my right. To keep me away from Brendon. "Spencer, you know I-" "Then You should tell her that. Don't let her waste her dreams on a false hope." Spencer cut me off. "I'll tell her when you ask Jon." I retorted, my fuse growing small. "I'm not going to do that." "Like he hasn't seen the way you look at him, like we haven't seen that. Just do it." Spencer glared at me, his eyes trying to break through some mental barrier. It was an impossible feat, as he found out before walking away with a confused sigh. I turned back around, hoping for another glimpse of Brendon, just to try and convince myself that he was okay, before I left for my box-car to continue out another sleepless night...but he was already gone. I hated myself for that that night. |
| 1:16 pm | Points of contact Title: Points of contact Author: alles_luege Pairing: Pete/Patrick/William Rating: R Summary: So it's like this: Pete wants Patrick, Patrick wants William and William wants Pete, until things begin to shift. “What do you know?” “A lot actually, as I feel exactly the same about him,” William answers painfully honest. Sometimes Patrick can't take William's honesty or Pete's for that matter. It doesn't feel healthy. It feels a bit like touching insanity with bare hands. Warning(s): kissing, angst, threesome Author’s Notes: This is kind of for taraangelx who wanted me to fix them. I did. This is the last part of a three part series starting with Shiny things outside the picture frame and Words and the silence between . I guess it could be read on its own. Part of the Advent-calendar. (Day seven) Word Count: 2.257 Beta: tygermine Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real. Points of contact |
| 9:45 am | Once More (with feeling) Title: Once More (With Feeling) Author: ivesia19Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Spencer/Jon (heavy side Brendon/Ryan and tiny Pete/Mikey) POV: 3rd limited (Spencer) Summary: Karaoke bar AU Or the one where Spencer doesn’t get serenaded – I promise. Disclaimer: AU. Fiction. False. Fabrication. Other “f” words. Author Notes: Written for the joncerjumpstart and especially for silver_etoile, who makes Joncer what it is for me. ♥ Once More (With Feeling) |
| 9:45 am | Hi, this is a list of my fanfics. Hello! I'm Nina. I'm kind of trying to get my fanfic out so that more people will read them and give me comments and critiques and suchlike. I'm a little shy about posting, and hopefully this kind of thing is acceptable on this comm. So, here's my fic masterlist, hope you enjoy it! Nina's Fic Masterlist |
| 4:06 am | Fic: Looking For The Words To Say (slight Jon Walker/Tom Conrad/William Beckett) Title: Looking For The Words To Say Pairing: None, but implied future Jon Walker/Tom Conrad/William Beckett Rating: PGish Summary: Jon finds himself studying every picture taken of William, looking at the subtle nuances in expressions, the slight furrow of brow showing him deep in thought. The off-guard laughter that replaces the mask he tries to wear for everyone. When Jon looks up at Tom, he finds that Tom's watching him calmly. Click to go to my journal! |