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Success! Lol, minor success anyway. I finished something! But it's nonsense, so it really doesn't count, but whatever. I sent it to [livejournal.com profile] asimplechord anyway.

Also, in my head, Ray Person is like the Pete Wentz of GK fandom. Pete, for me, was always the one responsible for everything, always in the middle of everything, and even if you never intended for him to be in your story, he usually managed to make an appearance. (Or take over. Basement Romantic, anyone? Seriously, Pete wasn't even supposed to be part of that story, and look how that turned out.) And he suffers from Peter Pan syndrome and seems to never actually grow up. Or shut up. And he's ridiculously endearing anyway.

And I have this ridiculous AU world in my head (go figure) and it's got like all these stupid little parts that I don't know that'll ever actually get tied together, especially since I'm being distracted by the shiny of other fandoms and dealing with this headache/bipolar nonsense, but I figured I'd go ahead and post the first part here. [livejournal.com profile] asimplechord and [livejournal.com profile] swear_jar have already seen it, but I'm not sure if/when I'll actually write more on it that's shareable. So.

Untitled - I think we keep calling it the prostitute!Walt AU.

Eventually, the Corps gave Ray Bravo. He loved them, in his own fucked up way, except when he didn't. Like right now. )
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So, I have a long overdue fic due to [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjunkie, because she is made of awesomesauce and made a donation to my Relay for Life campaign in response to this post.

I do have to say, it's a challenge writing for [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjunkie because she is awesomesauce and I want to write something worthy of her, but nothing I wrote seemed to work for me. And I owe her 1000 words of The Used, bandom babies, with babies clarified as Either Drive A or Dan's unborn daughter Farrah. Since I had trouble, she gets two 500 word ficlets. She's also going to be getting a package in the mail in the next week or so, and her name on a sunshine card that'll be prominently displayed on our banner since she was our very first donor for the year.

The Used & Drive A

Oh my god, Quinn, they're babies! )

Dan + his daughter

Two pink lines on a home test, a second and third just to be sure. )

Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjunkie! I'm sorry for the delay, and I appreciate you more than you know. LOVE YOU! <3
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About a month ago, I asked for drabble/ficlet prompts. [livejournal.com profile] trcunning gave me two Shelter prompts. The first one ended up a bit more involved than it should have, so it’s not even halfway finished (what? I love Gabe, okay!), but the second was When Zack becomes a well-known artist, Sean's publisher wants him to do a cover. How's that go? This is what came from that. (unbetad, so forgive my mistakes)

Shaun/Zach, 547 words

I met him at a gallery showing a few weeks ago. Asked him to do this cover for us, actually. He turned me down. )


And then I remembered I had a Shelter ficlet I had never posted, so I finished it up as well.

Shaun/Zach, Gabe, Cody; 943 words

Zach had managed to get along just fine before Shaun came along. There was no reason he should be so disconcerted about Shaun being out of town. )
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So, a few of us are having a Word Count Challenge to try and motivate one another to write something, and the first checkpoint is midnight EST. Prize has yet to be determined, and there will probably be a second part of the challenge tomorrow. We're just going by word count, it's not necessary that you actually post what you write. I'm obviously going to have a few hours of non productive time tonight so I'm trying to get ahead before I go out, but I'm failing just a little bit. Part of the problem is that since I'm working on my BBB, I keep looking for sections that I know I've written but that are not actually in my BBB file. I need these things for reference and cannot find them!

But I did find a drabble from a while back, so here. *shares*

"You are an old man, Jepharee," Bert tells him. "Old and grumpy. I'm gonna buy you an old man sweater and some slippers, maybe some viagra so you'll be less grouchy."

Jepha finds it really hard to take Bert seriously when he’s looking at him upside down, feet thrown over the arm of the couch and head hanging over the edge. Jepha doesn't point out that his mom gave him new slippers for Christmas, or that if he wanted an ugly old man sweater he would just steal one from Quinn, or that he definitely doesn't need the viagra. Really, he doesn't think it’s too much to ask that Dan and Quinn take their strangely physical drinking game somewhere other than the table where he has his books spread out, trying to brush up on his Japanese. It seems he forgets most of his words quicker than he learns them.

Bert probably knows what he’s thinking anyway. He’s wearing that smirky little grin that Jepha can admit is pretty endearing, even upside down. He flips off the couch – landing on his feet, like always, because Bert is apparently part cat and also still part gymnast. Jepha doesn't really want to know the wheres or whys behind Bert still practicing those skills.

Bert presses a smacking kiss to Jepha's cheek and whispers, "I still love you even if you are a grumpy old man."

Jepha smiles, even though that’s not a secret at all, and rolls his eyes. "Love you, too."
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Some old lady today told me "I don't have time for all these shenanigans" and I had to try really hard not to laugh.

It's WIP amnesty week or something, right? Have some fic! or, not!fic, whatever. (although, admittedly, the stuff [livejournal.com profile] irisgirl12000 and [livejournal.com profile] harriet_vane posted was so much better)

This is Shelter fic I was working on for someone and never finished b/c I'm SO BAD at finishing things. Whatever.

750 words of Zach/Shaun )
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So, do yall remember the meme challenge thingy I mentioned in this post a few days back?

The original challenge was to take the first five songs to come up on random in your itunes/whatever player you use for music files and take the first line of the second verse of each song and create a ficlet incorporating those lines. Awesome challenge, right? So I'm gonna alter it a little bit, if anyone is interested in playing along with me. If you leave me a comment, I'll give you the first line of the second verse of the first five songs to come up in MY itunes shuffle, and you use them to create a ficlet. Any fandom/pairing/whatthefuckever. Anyone wanna play? (for the record, I generally pick the first line after the chorus of the song to be the first line of the second verse, but sometimes it's just an arbitrary line b/c I'm not sure.)

Anyway, here's what I wrote based on that.

Apparently the majority of what I write anymore is Brendon and Spencer )

I have another one, a Jess one (kinda Jess/Sam, but mainly Jess) but it's not typed up. And I'm not sure where my notebook is? Maybe in the van. It's not within arm's reach of the bed, so whatever. I'll get it tomorrow.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] irisgirl12000 wrote five drabbles in the girl!Bren 'verse, so go read those.
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More fic-type things? (note, there's no way I'm gonna finish enough prompts for a bingo on my [livejournal.com profile] cliche_bingo card so I'm just throwing some of my random ideas out to you. I have no idea how I've ended up with so much half-written crap lately.)

175 words for [livejournal.com profile] desticex, who asked for Dan/Quinn, coffee, hammer, cold.

There were at least three inches of snow on the ground and they were out here making a video. )

300 words of jealous!Spencer.

Spencer had the dvd loaded up, a bowl of popcorn with that seasoning Brendon like, and a blanket big enough to share, but no Brendon. )

425 words of the beginning of Brendon/Spencer mpreg.

Brendon tries Spencer's phone for the tenth time that day, but it's still going straight to voicemail. )
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Seriously, what is with you crazycakes people trying to get me to write The Used? Really, Idk if it's because I'm so intimidated by how awesome my favorite The Used writers are or if it's because I can't get my words straight when it comes to them. Kinda like Quinn Allman giving an interview, lol.

I still owe a drabble/ficlet to [livejournal.com profile] desticex, but here are the rest. I think. And they're basically just freeform rambling, so there's that. Plus, unbetad. Enjoy! :)

230 words for [livejournal.com profile] poetry_chik, who asked for Patrick/Spencer, love, music, sweet.

Sorry Pete keeps molesting your boyfriend. )

280 words for [livejournal.com profile] stratospherique, who asked for Dan/Quinn, neck, grubby, hoodie.

Quinn could feel the sweat rolling down the back of his neck and his shirt sticking to him in awkward places. )

215 words for [livejournal.com profile] yana_ambf, who asked for Shelter!fic, argument, kiss, wine.

It was a stupid argument... )

250 words for [livejournal.com profile] thedogstarlives, who asked for Brendon/Ryan (unrequited), makeup, eyes, time. (for the record, I'm not a real big Ryro fan)

Brendon knew when he walked into the garage behind Brent that his life was going to change forever. )

200 for [livejournal.com profile] irisgirl12000 Spencer + stealing hotel toiletries.

Zack, we have a problem. )

315 words, also for [livejournal.com profile] irisgirl12000. Spencer, quiet, sleepy, scent.

The house was quiet when Spencer let himself in. )

150 words for [livejournal.com profile] maryangel200, who asked for Frank/Gerard, dog, sheets, shoes.

Frank loved hotel nights. )

539 words for [livejournal.com profile] novalinedy, who asked for Tom/someone, sick, coffee, blankets.

I'm fine, Tom. )
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Random ficishness.

400 words for [livejournal.com profile] nearlycloudy, who asked for The Used + rainbow sprinkles.

Late night munchies in the middle of nowhere, a stop at Walmart for Ultimate Sundae fixings made perfect sense. )

Both [livejournal.com profile] shutyourface and [livejournal.com profile] ashlein asked for Brendon/Spencer HS AU. So I went back and pulled some old prompt words from [livejournal.com profile] notthequiettype: bumper cars, high school reunion, texting. 450 words.

Brendon knew he was a daydreamer. He couldn’t help it, okay? )

450 words for [livejournal.com profile] maryangel200, who asked for Bob/Frank, pasta, couch, horror movies.

Frank had never understood the appeal of snowy days spent in Bob’s Chicago apartment, but Bob claimed to love them. )
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Untitled Bandom Ficlet!
400 words || panicboys || au || I disclaim that they totally aren't mine and I mean no harm.

For [livejournal.com profile] irisgirl12000, who encourages me when I'm slacking on trying to get ahead on my homework and tells me "THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH BARISTA!JON".

Also, [livejournal.com profile] reallythateasy is sending me bits of a Tom/Brendon spinoff of this that is totally making my night. *hearts*

Spencer knew Ryan was hearing him bitch, even as he kept his attention on the book he had open in his lap. It wasn't like it was that big a deal anyway; it wasn’t something that Ryan actually needed to listen to. It was just that Ryan had been so wrong this time. )
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Dumping more fic, sorry.

575 words of Drew & Travis (We The Kings), b/c [livejournal.com profile] reallythateasy has some kind of superpower over me and asked for her boys watching tv in a hotel room.

I know chicken soup is supposedly a cure-all, but I couldn’t find anywhere close that sold soup, so I got chicken tenders instead. And whiskey. )
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fic dump post # 2

Taking a Break
SPN / Dean/Sam / Adult / 721 words

started as a fic for Dean’s birthday a year and a half ago…

And Dean's being... well, he's being moody and Sam-like, and Sam really doesn't like it. )
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My neighbors are crazycakes and I'm amused that all three of them think they have some sort of chance to get in my pants. Fucktards. I'm so unimpressed with all of them, but they are good for a laugh. Plus, y'know, I guess it should make me feel good or something that these professional drinkers think I'm hot? :P

Have some fic! I'm dumping a bunch of half-written, never-to-be-finished crap on yall tonight, as well as some way-overdue drabbles. I'm trying to clear some room on my plate because [livejournal.com profile] slashfest claiming starts in less than 24 hours and I kinda want to claim something. And I am definitely going to encourage some of yall to claim something, b/c some of the prompts are so fucking awesome. The bandom ones better get claimed and written b/c I SOOOO wanna read that shit.

Anywho. Fic dump post # 1...

Out of Gas
SPN / Sam, Dean, Impala / Teen / 550 words

"What did you do to my car?"

So, somehow in my mind (two years ago when I started writing this), this ended up with sex on the side of the highway on the hood of the Impala in the rain. Yeah, I don’t know either. But have what I did manage to write!

The highway stretched out endlessly in front of him, and the distance to the horizon didn't seem to be getting any closer no matter how much ground the Impala covered. )


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