also, this is my favourite today. YES.

The Stupid High School AU Where Hardly Anyone's Gay: Gerard/LynZ by impertinence ; interband, het, does what it says on the package. One of the most fantastically gross and awkward high school romances ever written. FABULOUS.

As lovers can by sinuous_curve  and flickerofyou ; PatD, Ryan/Spencer; Lovely, lovely. That one where Spencer's a doctor and Ryan's a writer and they've been together forever.

If you know my name, tell it to me and If you were blind I'd know who you are by skoosiepants ; Interband, gen(ish); Jon Walker is a Unicorn. Not as crack as you might expect.

A Time and Place by skoosiepants ; Panic/High School Musical crossover, Brendon/Chad, Chad/Ryan Evans, Brendon/Jon; Brendon’s not exactly sure how it happens, but somewhere in New York he accidentally starts dating a guy.

Apply Some Pressure by onneonlights ; MCR, Brian/Bob, rimming and cigarettes. Oddly sweet.

Campus by bellheim ; MCR, Gerard/Bob; It's about the art. And the social awkwardness. Now w/ bonus Mikey/Ray/Frank.

Building Empires by of_evangeline ; PatD, Spencer/Brendon. Spencer finds Brendon. (somewhat abstract)

Shimmer by disarm_d ; PatD, Spencer/Brendon. That one where Brendon has wings and faerie glitter and the whole thing is really fraught.

Wonderful Eyes and a Risque Mouth by sneaky_sena ; PaTD, Spencer/OMC, Spencer/Brendon. Brendon doesn't always notice things until they're right in front of his face.

A Little Finesse by adellyna ; Cobra, The Academy Is..., Gabe/William; A Chicago romance in the early days of everything; sometimes they go bowling.

Heaven or Las Vegas by sevenfists ; MCR, PaTD, Bob/Brendon; Summer romances are fun while they last.

Quarterlife Crisis by formerlydf ; PaTD implied gsf, Patrick. Everyone knows what a midlife crisis is... or that one with the many Brendons but only one Brendon and mediator!Patrick

My Blood is Warmer When You're Here by secrethappiness ; MCR, PatD, Spencer/Brian. Spencer's taking over.

One of These Things by arsenicjade ; MCR, PatD, Mikey/Jon. Probably one of my favourite things at the moment. Jon is the fourth wheel.

Finding the Words to Say by nova33 ; PatD, Jon/Ryan, Spencer/Brendon. Superpowers don't necessarily make things easier.

The Clock on the Wall Has Been Stuck for Days by battie_hattie ; Patd, Ryan/Brendon. Ryan works at the women's clothing store in the mall; his eye is caught by the new guy at the hair salon across the way.

as long as you look far away by cmonkatiekatie ; PatD, Jon/Cassie, Jon/Tom, Jon/his camera, Jon/his band. Jon hasn't heard from Tom in months when he gets the email.

A Rough First Draft by zarah5 ; PatD, Ryan/Spencer. Working without a map, working out this relationship thing.

To spy my shadow in the sun by formerlydf ; Interband, Gabe/William. Those games that aren't really games; throwing things at William's head.

~things~

1a. Ryan and his stupid V-neck tshirts and necklace and stupid, stupid hippie bracelets and his ridiculous face. Ryan fucking Ross. Ugh. Why do I find you so attractive right now, why? (Also Spencer, although that's a bit more expected).

( visual aids - mini spam )

1b. Is anyone else disconcerted by how skinny Jon is looking though? Mostly in that one picture, but... *worries*

Addendum to 1b: Today I was told that I am very maternal, except for how I'm far too cocky for that. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS MEANS.

2. Frank Iero. Just -- someone on my flist has a tag that says 'i totally give up and bandom wins' and that? Is exactly how I feel today. I just -- his precious face, and the lyrics that would make me love him ridiculously if I didn't already and the song titles and ~hands~ EVERYTHING. I'm going to see Leathermouth even though I can't really afford it and I just bought this hoodie which is ridiculous because a) they didn't even have it in my size, b) it is averaging over 100 degrees here daily and c) I don't buy merch, EVER. WTF FRANK, WTF. (also bexless' post, which amused me to no end).

( Small aside for stupid faces )

3. Mamma Mia. Was very good. Much thanks to phaballa and ~other people~ for recommending it. Everyone was very pretty, and also they sang catchy pop songs, which is basically all I need in a movie-going experience. A+++.

4a. Boys. I am going through a boy phase. This means lots of oogling, mostly. And having sex dreams about my male friends, apparently, which is... not bad. But slightly disconcerting. :/

4b. I hung out with my friend Jana today and we went out to dinner and got coffee and bought books, but the point is that our waiter at dinner was the most adorable boy ever. Giant brown puppy eyes and super helpful and all of, like, sixteen. And when we were leaving we said "have a nice night," you know, as you do. And he said "I will!" all cheerful back to us, it was so fucking adorable. We were *charmed*, ok, and we left, like, a fifty percent tip. And little notes on our receipts telling him how awesome he was. Ugh, boys.

5. I am so far behind on my flist that I am not even going to try to catch up. Yesterday I got to skip=400 and was still on July 30th - there's a good 8 days between then and when I last checked it, so I am officially giving up. I am also officially back from my unofficial hiatus, though. I missed you guys while I was hibernating. *smishes*

Random links:

Depressing, but not unexpected: 2010 US Census won't count same-sex marriages

...the bit about how granddad bush was a fascist is a bit depressing: 7 insane conspiracies that actually happened

Dreamlines - really fucking cool.

Probably cool, if only my computer played music: musicovery

Really interesting, but I'm not sure I have the patience for it: LJnet

Pretty, mostly pointless and fabulously interesting: visualcomplexity

A quote from queer_rage:

- To the dipshit who called my friend a fag hag:

Yes, thank you for reducing her identity to her connection to the men in her life. That's new.

Short stories and ficlets that are fabulous:

assorted bandom ficlets by miss_begonia; this her first foray into bandom (I think?), which is awesome because she's just this fabulous, engaing writer, and I missed reading her stuff when I moved on from CWRPS.

The answer is always "group sex" by dysintegration; The Used GSF implied. \o/

The Dazzling Lances of Our Love by bexless; too short to quote, but fabulous. Frank cries during sex (with Gerard).

Two fabulous longer stories that I feel like reccing right now:

thelemic's teen angst incest thing, Don't Know Where We Belong, which contains hot first time sex and fabulous character voices. Mikey/Gerard.

ethrosdemon's Gerard Will Most Certainly Hurt You vampire 'verse, which is funny and gory and weird and FABULOUS, and I've recced it before, but there's new parts, so. Go, read, be confused by Gabe... or something. I haven't read all the parts I missed yet, so maybe the Gabe related confusion has been resolved, IDK.

ETA: Now with added actual linkage in for that last one. :D

Some (oldish) recs:

Bandom: Interband

Someone Has To by charactereyes; MCR, Brian/Bob.

Bob and Brian have an arrangement.

That's what Brian calls it in his head, at least. Out loud he doesn't call it anything, because he knows Bob about as well as anyone and that means he knows that sometimes the subtleties of words make Bob nervous.

Buenos Noches from a Lonely Room by femmequixotic; MCR, Frank/Mikey (Frank/Gerard, Frank/Bob, Mikey/Pete).

Mikey climbs through the window and sits next to him. Frank doesn't say anything, and he manages to hide his surprise well enough he thinks. Instead he hands over the cigarette and pulls another from the pack in the pocket of his shorts. The cellophane is slick under his fingertips.

Torch by sociofemme; MCR, Bob/Gerard, art student AU.

He does find time to have lunch with Mikey, though. It's not a great idea when he has a secret like this, because Mikey is great at getting Gerard to spill everything. He's like a master of interrogation, and Gerard is helpless in front of his powers.

"So I have a crush on this guy," he blurts out, pretty much two seconds after Mikey slides into the diner booth across from him and nods hello.

Mikey just blinks.

There's a Reason They Call it a Crush by iamtheenemy; PaTD, Jon/Brendon, Spencer/Ryan.

“I’m going to Starbucks,” Brendon said by way of greeting as he pushed past Spencer’s raised arm.

“Actually, this is my apartment,” Spencer replied with a raised eyebrow, closing the front door and turning to face Brendon. “But I can see how you’d get confused.”

“I’m going to Starbucks, and you need to tell me if I look good.” Brendon turned in a circle to show off his blue t-shirt and snug jeans. “What do you think?”

And Once a Time by disarm_d; FoB, MCR, PaTD, etc, Spencer/Brendon. Takes place in a castle.

"Three days is not a lot of time," Spencer says, doing his best not to panic.

Earl Mikey shrugs. "It's Pete. He said, 'I'm coming up; you should have a banquet for me; how about Tuesday?'"

"And you said, 'Yes'?" Spencer asks.

The Words We Say by beingothrwrldly; PaTD, FoB, Brendon/Spencer, Brendon/Jon, Brendon/Patrick; stupid kids.

The first time Brendon Urie kisses a boy, he's seventeen.

No Fellow Could Ignore by emilyray; Ryan/Spencer. Ryan returns from school, sexing ensues.

Ryan starts smiling for real, and it's just small, but persistent, like he can't stop it. Spencer still knows that too. "Hey," he says.

"Hey," says Spencer.

Spencer's mom rolls her eyes. "Very manly, boys," she says. "I like your hat, Ryan. Come on, now."

Ryan knocks his shoulder against Spencer's as they start walking towards the baggage claim. It might just be an accident, though.

New Kid Makes a Rule by sinsense; FOB, PaTD, MCR, etc; Joe/Spencer. Au thing.

Joe is maybe totally, bimotastically, gayotronically queer for Spencer.

"Cool," Spencer says. "We need Jell-O."

"Cool," Joe repeats, ignoring the flush that's rising to his face. "It should be lime."

If You Think You're Bulletproof, You're Right by mxtape; MCR, Frank/Gerard, transkidfic.

"Are we doing the right thing?" Gerard whispers, breath warm against Frank's jaw. His fingers are shaking slightly, tracing the rays inked into Frank's elbow, up and down and around in a star shape.

Smile Real Wide by sharpest_rose; Bandom/batman Crossover ficlets. No quote, but these are amazing, even more so, i imagine, to someone more familiar with the batman 'verse. The last one especially is just breathtaking.


Veronica Mars

Broken Toys by theohara; Veronica/Logan, Veronica/Lilly, Veronica/Logan/Lilly, canon relationships; fabulous and broken and bittersweet. What if Lilly hadn't died that day?

And she's looking at you and Logan's looking at her, and you take the shot glass and try to smile.

The first shot tastes horrible, and the second one tastes a little better, and the third one's not so bad and Logan won't let Lilly give you the fourth one.  You're lying on the bed with your head in the pillows, tracing the cable that comes out of the ceiling fan with your pointed toe.  Which is kind of like a sobriety test, and you're so passing it.  Mostly.

Harry Potter

Lamp in the Cooling Room by libby_drew; Harry/Draco, but that's not the point. Will blow your mind.

She sings, "Here come I, the death watch beetle. Chewing away at the great cathedral."

He whips around and his funny-looking coat billows open, its perfect pleats separating like one of those Oriental paper fans her mother fancies so much. Rain drops fly from it and splatter over her face. "Be quiet," he hisses, and she recoils. "I can't think with your whinging and snivelling."

He raises a finger in her direction, and it shakes like a divining rod. She nods, bites her bottom lip, and stares at the dried blood caked under his fingernail. Maroon, she thinks. It'd been one of her vocabulary words that week. It means dark, brownish red—like the stain under the man's nail—and also a firework used to warn for danger.

Time and Again by the_summoning_d; Gen: Lee Jordan, Fred Weasley, George Weasley; transfic.

Lee Jordan looked reflexively in the mirror one last time, and sighed in exasperation as he caught himself doing it. He knew he looked fine: he'd been doing this for years after all. He knew there weren't any tell-tale little giveaways. There never had been, really. He tousled his dreads, smirked at his reflection, and slammed shut the lid of his trunk.

A Lifetime of Afters by furiosity; Draco-centric; Warning: non-con, emotional trauma. Sometimes I just click on stuff and start reading it without reading that warnings, and fall madly in love with it, and then... it's too late to turn back. This is one of those things, and it is totally worth the squicky stuff - the plot and execution more than make up for it. Notice the lack of character death warning.

Draco sat down and unfolded The Daily Prophet, bracing himself for the inevitable breathless headlines about Potter's victory.

A photograph of Granger and Weasley walking alongside Hagrid greeted him instead. Draco glanced at the headline.

HARRY POTTER'S FUNERAL TO BE HELD ON FRIDAY

My parents both think I'm corrupting my younger sisters. My dad is appalled that they're feminists, horrified that Rebecca's favourite books are about gay characters. My mother today begged me to teach Naomi "good" things only. She hates that Naomi's myspace song is Marilyn Manson's "This is the New Shit," hates that her friends all wear black and have mutlicoloured hair, but. Those are some of the smartest, most mature kids I know -- they actually read books, which is unusual for their generation, they're all dealing remarkably well with tough family situations, and they take care of each other (to the point of over protectiveness, sometimes). My mother is scared of Naomi trying drugs or having sex or whatever, but - she knows how to make good decisions. I raised her to question the thing people tell her, and to do her own research and to ensure her own safety in a given situation, and I think she's up to coping with the bug bad world on her own terms -- If my mother would just let her be, instead of expecting her to mess up. The same goes for my other sister, Rebecca. If my mother could just approach them with the understanding that they're doing the best they can, that they need guidance and someone to love them even when they inevitably mess up, rather than with the expectation that they will in some way mess up or disappoint her. I just think everyone could be better off.



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I don't really remember writing that.


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Having never heard either Leathermouth or Reggie and The Full Effect, I still think I might go to this show. Just for the chance to be within a couple feet of Frank Iero, really. I just have to find someone to go with me -- my RL friends... would not be into it. My sister, the 14yo, likes to tease me for the whole mcr/fob/patd thing, but her friends would probably not object to being dragged along...

I've never made icons before, so these are certainly not the most complex or intricate ones you will ever see. I'm pretty happy with them, though.

Examples:

 

 

 

Heartbreak in Stereo by mxtape  , MCR Frank/Gerard; mixtapes and misunderstandings, warped tour a year after getting sober.


You Can Find Out Firsthand by 7iris , Mikey/Alicia, bodyswap.

This isn't the first time Mikey's woken up in a different bunk than he fell asleep in. This isn't even the first time he's woken up in a different body. It's the first time he's woken up with tits, though.

Looks Okay On You by cloviswest, PaTD, Ryan/Brendon, sex and booze (only literally, though).

One of the kids at the party, a friend of a friend, makes him something sweet with rum. His best girl friend rubs sugar on the rim of the glass and keeps an eye on him all night, even though all he does is talk a little louder and lean on people a little more heavily. No one minds holding him up, though, and he repays their kindness by telling him how much he likes them and how nice he thinks they all are.

He feels pretty stupid the next morning, but at least he didn't get violent.

And finally, La Guera by Cherrie Moraga, which is a feminist theory essay that I have to read for class this week. It is about the experience of being biracial and lesbian and growing up in America, but also, more generally, about intersections of oppressions. You should read it because a) it's fascinating and well written, and b) it's short enough that if you don't appreciate it, you really haven't wasted any time.

You know what's lame, guys?  Gender policing.  I hate it, and today it just keeps popping up. 

Also lame:

- that this happened (although a+ for the cops actually doing somehting about it).
- how completely fucked my sleep schedule is, and the fact that I can't fix it because it's too hot to sleep in my house.

There are some awesome things, though:

- you, for starters, + all of my new friends.  *waves*
- people in general, and women specifically - here and here.
- runthegamut's picspam of Mikeyway smiling!
- arsenicjade's new Frank/Mikey/Pete story, A Light to Burn All the Empires, which is just so gloriously heartwrenching and lovely.

Today:

1. I just keep *chinhands* -ing at this picture, gakked from pepino21786 . I think the best part is her little half smile, all, "yeah, I'm awesome." (OMG IT'S SO ADORABLEEEEEEEE)

2. I am contemplating peach ice cream.

3. I did not go to yoga.

4. I am procrastinating my gender, race and class homework. Sort of.


Stupid high school au where hardly anyone's gay: Mikey, Pete and Alicia by impertinence 

"Wanna buy some movies?" he said in the most Mafia-ish voice Frank had been able to teach him.

"Mikey Way!" the guy said, turning around so quickly he almost fell over. He saved himself by looping his arms around Mikey's waist, leaning in.

Mikey blinked. "Was I drunk when I met you, or something?"

"You've never met me," the guy said cheerfully. "What kind of movies?"

Oh. He was hot, Mikey thought, and apparently either ballsy or stupid, to be hanging all over Mikey in the middle of school like that. It was nice.

All Their Personal Belongings Have Intertwined by chiromancy 
Frank/Jamia, Jamia/Lyn-Z, Frank/Gerard, Gerard/Lyn-Z; Really great Jamia/Lyn-Z interaction, among other things.

Jamia gets up and feels a little, dunno, different, and she's late, and she doesn't worry about it too much, and then she gets up the next day and feels the same thing and takes a pregnancy test, and it's positive, and she starts jumping up and down in the bathroom and making this really embarrassing high-pitched oooooooo-ing sound, because she's going to have a fucking baby, and, even more amazing, she really wants to have a fucking baby, and when stuff like that lines up sometimes you can't control the noises you make.

So Easy to Drown by nokomis305 
Mikey/Gerard

The longer they’re on the road, the stranger normal lives seem to Mikey.

Untitled Ryan/Spencer Ficlet by ignipes 
Really, really sweet pre-band story.  First kisses.

"It was, I dunno. Weird."

Spencer leans back on his elbows in the cool grass. "Weird?"

"Yeah." Ryan sounds baffled, and a little annoyed. "Weird."

"Maybe you did it wrong."

I'm Kind of a Record Nerd by runthegamut 
Patrick/Mikey, record store AU, untold amounts of awesome.

Kiss My Ass I Bought a Boat I'm Going Out to Sea by cmonkatiekatie 
Jon/Spencer, Ryan/Brendon

Spencer can’t stop smiling and Jon can’t stop smiling back at him and neither thing makes any sense at all. They have no reason to be this happy, none at all. Jon would say that the writing isn’t going well, but that would imply that there is actual writing going on and that is not the case.

And yet, here they are. Smiling.

And not just Jon and Spencer, Ryan and Brendon too. Maybe not at each other in particular, but at everything else.

They’re passing the time and it feels like vacation, but there’s this thing in the background, this we need to get our shit together thing. But they’re smiling enough that the thing starts to feel temporary. It’ll come when it comes.

If you know my name, tell it to me by skoosiepants 
Patd gsf-ish; the one where Jon Walker is really a unicorn.  Fabulous tension.  Lovely.

“I’m a unicorn.”

“What the fuck, Jon,” Ryan says flatly.

Jon flinches. “It’s not a big deal. I just thought you guys should, uh, know.”

Yeah, ok.  *hands*  I don't even know what I'm doing right now. 

So, I basically suck at being online lately, and at replying to comments (even more than usual, what).  Um, sorry guys.  But i do have some interesting stuff to post for you, so... at least there is that?  IDK.

Anyway, I wanted to read kidfic but there was none!  Or, at least, nothing new.  So, whatever, I went looking for my favourite (bandom) kidfic and have conveniently gathered them here for you (er... and for me).  \o/   

In no particular order:

The one that is forever now.

Forever Now ('verse tag) by  harriet_vane 

The one where Bob has a secret kid, Brian/Bob.

Bob Bryar's Secret Baby Project by  carleton97

That one where Pete names his daughter Pear Liberal Studies, Brendon, gen.

Cordially Invited by  sharinghrtbeats

The one where Frank teaches preschool, Frank/Gerard.

Small Cells and Fibers by  sevenfists 

The one where Brendon teaches preschool, Brendon/Mikey.

 Adventures in Babysitting by  arsenicjade

The one where Frank is a teacher but nannies for Gerard-the-artist instead, Frank/Gerard.

 Something Better by  lovelypoet 

That one where MCR adopts a baby, Frank/Gerard.

 Throw a Little Sparkle All Over It by  etben

That one with the Bob/Jamia/Frank threesome.

 Third Wheel by  7iris 

The one where they’re secret agents and then Mikey turns them into toddlers, Ryan/Brendon.

 The Grasshopper Unit by  harriet_vane

The one where Frank is regressed to a four year old and likes Panic at the Disco.

 Frank Iero: The Tiniest Fanboy by  lovelypoet

The one where Spencer and Jon adopt a baby girl and its adorable.

The Way I See It #282 by  beingothrwrldly

 The one where Frank and Gerard are five and in love, Frank/Gerard.

Send me a Signal Across my Circuitry by  mxtape

 

And, finally:   The one where Pete stalks Patrick, the children’s librarian, Pete/Patrick  ---  I can't find the link for this one.  Does anyone know that story I'm talking about here?  I could have sworn I've recced it before, but tags say that I haven't.  :(

ETA:  OH HEY!  Did you see?  azurejay totally found the story for me!  (because he is fabulous!!!) 

Did You Clean Your Pants With Windex? (Because I Can Practically See Myself In Them)by adellyna

Oh, and since this list is in no way exhaustive, check out stepps' list here for more kidfic. 

            

 

Do any of you, by chance,  have Mirah's Joyride: Remixes cd?  (or anything else by her, but particularly that)  


ALSO, RECS:

from a great height, rain down by provetheworst; PaTD, Interband, Brendon/Spencer; Apocalypse fic that doesn't quite have an apocalypse, pure brilliance.

He's not sure what else he'll need. Probably he can get by with just this. He picks up a bomber jacket, though, feeling jaunty, and pulls it on, testing the fit. It's nice and warm, and probably unnecessary in June, but he doesn't take it off. He wishes there were a mirror somewhere in the store.

The goggles fit snugly around his eyes and give everything a slight greenish cast. He tightens the knot on the old cotton strap before tying it again.

Brendon looks around one more time and then hefts the backpack up onto his shoulders. He feels brave, like an explorer.

He's about to leave and go back to the basement he's been hiding out in, but he turns, takes one last look around. He walks back over to the cash register and reaches out, very gently, and presses the cashier's eyelids shut.

Imagine We're Glorious by giganticMusic, ; MCR, Bob/Frank/Jamia; High school AU, Bob and his girls.

Because it would be one thing if Frank just sometimes let Jamia play with his face, or if Frank was just kind of a neat-freak, or if Frank did just paint his nails with actual polish instead of liquid White-Out because he was a ridiculous perfectionist, but... Bob isn't entirely convinced that that's the case. Frank comes to Bob's house for dinner a couple weeks later, mouth sort of shiny, with heart-shaped studs in his ears. Afterward his parents ask Bob what's up with him, and Bob says that, no, he and his girlfriend play around, and Frank just doesn't mind it. Except the more that Bob's around Frank, the less he thinks it's all Jamia's influence.

Jamia is really cool girl, and she does like to look pretty. She does wear make-up and a dress or skirt when she pleases, but she isn't overtly girly in a way that means she also pushes her preferences off onto the people around her, and yet Frank is -- Frank's kind of dainty. He likes picking out accessories for Jamia at stores, paints his nails all different colors beyond just black. He seems to really dig bright things, the more Bob gets to know, draping soft scarves around himself and even trying on the stuff Jamia tries on in sizes that will fit him. For a while Bob thinks Frank's just funny and playful, but he starts to realize how naive he's being and finally asks Jamia at lunch one day.

Bob clears his throat and tries, "Have you ever noticed that Frank's kind of... " And Jamia watches him, not giving Bob any help as he tries to talk around what he means -- what he doesn't have words to explain. He says, "Frank's, um. The makeup and skirts in stores and, I don't know. It's sort of," and shrugs.

*muah*

I sort of want to post a bunch of Things That Are Awesome About Today, but mostly I have to be up in five hours to drive to Flagstaff so we can do flagstaff pride and ANI FUCKING DIFRANCO  (I'm pretty excited, actually).  

Ah, fuck it.  It's not like I'm going to get any sleep anyway.

Things That Are Awesome About Today (and also this week)

- I just spent 12 hours in the studio, printmaking.  I finished three prints.  Um.  I would have liked to finish more, though.   \o/

- A Softer World

- ANI FUCKING DIFRANCO

- Scene!boy and Historian!girl seemed charmed rather than wigged by my sudden ranting about gender issues today during class, which is... probably good.

- I've read so many good stories lately, it's ridiculous.  Some of these (but certainly not all) include:

Putting the B Back in Subtle by algernon_mouse and secrethappiness; MCR, Bob/Brian  (And, also, this sudden proliferation of bob/brian is a++ fabulous in my book).

When You Were Sweet by jamjar; FOB, TAI, CS, etc, William/Patrick; spontaneous sexswap, teenage broken hearts, overprotective bandmates.

Tell Us A Story by bexless and imogenedisease; Interband, Frank/Gerard, William/Travis(/Gabe), Jon/Spencer, Pete/Patrick, Mikey/Gabe, others; Can't Hardly Wait bandom AU (!!!).  Even more awesome than you might expect!

Skin of the Canvas by sinsense; MCR, Frank/Gerard; Gerard is a recovering alcoholic in art school and Frank is his model, but more importantly, THIS IS AWESOME.  (also gave me warm fuzzies because - ART STUDENTS!)   :D

In a Shroud of Frost by flimsy; PaTD, Jon-centric, Jon/Spencer-ish; Ryan burns his guitar and time contracts, Spencer disappears, "Burn it all down."  Lovely and strange.

Act as If by afterthefair; PaTD, Spencer/Ryan; Nothing really changes, a wine country vacation, "the best decision I ever made."

- wemblee's post of TONS of queercore music, which you should so check out, and the fact that she remembered to email me about it even though we talked AGES ago.  :D

- Yummy vegan food.

- The new Portishead album, Third, especially track eight, Machine Gun.  Yay portishead!  (also, lol for Portishead still having scene cred ten years later.)




Um, yes.  I... should probably take a shower now. Blah, sleep. 

P.s.  I hate checking my tires.  Blah, cars.  D:

I sometimes really suck at leaving comments, just randomly, and replying to them in my own journal, and I always feel bad about it, but. *shrugs* I don't know, it doesn't matter, except that I'm pretty sure that this fic is another one that I failed to comment on when I read it last night.

So, yes. I have a few other things I'd like to rec, actually, but I think I'll do those later/tomorrow, because right now I want to talk about impertinence 's Frank/Gerard genderswap epic, Hear Me Out.  This story... is fabulous.  It's permanent magical genderswap, which is to say, Frank becomes then stays a girl (or rather, female-bodied) and has to deal with it.  The story spans two+ years, and is just.  Amazing and painful.







....we live in a toy?

A. Licorice tea is sooooooooooooo good. OM NOM NOM.

B. Recs!

ethrosdemon  's Prostitution is Revolution from yesterday, Gabe/Patrick, awesome.

And battleofhydaspe 's Fleurs du mal in back pocket from forever ago, which I thought I had recced, but apparently had not. Well, now I have. Frank/Gerard, premise that is going to blow your mind.

C. Macro in inspired by monkeycrackmary 's post here:





:DDDDD

Inspired, rather tangentially, by loveyouallwrong 's tribute to the newly married Mr. and Ms. Wentz & Simpson:

Bandom PDAs (kissies, grope-age, hugs, cuddles, and the occasional... strange hand gesture)

Best thing:

Leave me (like you found me) by tilltheday, which is this AMAZING story set in a 'verse where Vicky-t is Gerard and Mikey's sister.  PLUS, it's a high school AU.  PLUS, they're all amazing dorks.  I'm so in love with this story that I'm a little bit incoherant with it.

"It's pretty gay," an acquaintance in eighth grade declared one day, "that you hang out with your brothers so much. I hate my brother."

Vicky took bite out of her apple and smiled sweetly. "I'm sure he hates you too."

Awesome things about today:

ethrosdemon's new, hilarious vampire 'verse which is HILARIOUS.  And shaping up to be frank/gerard [...having sex on a dismembered corpse, what?].  God, I've missed proper hilarious vampire fic since btvs.

“I can't really borrow a buzz saw from my uncle and return it covered in brains. I guess we're going to have to go to Home Depot. Goddamn it, I hate that place.” He runs a hand across his face smearing blood in streaks all the way to his hairline. “Blood smells fucking ah-may-zing. I'm so turned on right now, it's out of control.” He cuts Gerard a look. “How great do I look covered in blood?”

“You know you look great, asshole. I've told you how many times how hot you are covered in blood?”

“A guy never gets tired of compliments like 'hey, baby, that arterial spray makes your ass look fuckable.'”


brown_betty's meta that I can't really describe, but is fascinating, so... excerpt:

I am going to argue further: Livejournal has become an outlet for women's sexuality precisely because of this. We allow ourselves to be sexual in ways we perhaps do not incarnate, not just because of the pseudonymity, or the insulating safety of geography, but because we do know that our consent on livejournal is not just meaningful, but absolute. Because we know the force of our No, we can Yes.

sheepish wolves by onneonlights
Pete/Mikey
I...completely failed to leave feedback on this fic because I couldn't figure out what to say, but.  This is gorgeous, lyrical; it feels like memories, and is just... completely breathtaking and heart-wrenching.  So, yes, that.

Pete thought, suddenly, about the other things he’d memorised: like the way Mikey smoked Marlboro Reds like Gerard unless he wanted to feel healthier about himself, when he occasionally bought Lights, or the way he claimed that feeling hotter when you wear black is nothing more than a myth. Pete just said, though, “Yeah, okay,” because there wasn’t much else to say.




Oh, also-- someone just posted at wolfshirts about a bandom boyband AU, and all I could think was "wait, isn't there already one of those?"  So I tried to find it, and couldn't, but, um.  I'm not crazy, right?  It does exist? 

cutest thing about today:

egg babies are forever by geneli4
MCR, Frank/Gerard

...it's like every meet and greet ever except on his left, Gerard is deep in conversation with one of their fans, his fingers suspended in the air between them, smiling all goofy and nodding his head. So okay, he's smiling and nodding, but he's not signing and there's an egg hanging around this girl's neck on a polka-dotted ribbon, an egg with a face drawn on it and a little knit cap, and Gerard is fascinated, and it's totally fucking up the flow. Totally.

With the Lights On by rue_quercus   and carleton97 
MCR, Frank/girl!Gee
One of the hottest stories I've read since airgiodslv's Tell  Me to Stop (although sans D/s overtones).  Delicious, delicious het.