behindthec: (flirting)
pccf: fighting to justify canon since 2009.

(from ch. 2. this will make more sense in context, but you can still appreciate.)



"Jesus. I thought the dumbest thing you'd ever done was getting folded into the pull-out sofa."

"Dude, no. The dumbest was when Travis dared me to shave my head and I did."

"...Oh yeah. You're a dumbass."

"Um, says the guy who once thought combining a faux-hawk with a mullet was the sweetest move ever."

"It wasn't a mullet, it was a fringe!"

"Whatever, redneck."

"Blow me."

"Sorry, I only get on my knees for drummers."
 

behindthec: (fangirls)
[livejournal.com profile] redorchids  has started this really interesting new comm, and you should all check it out.  i finally wrote something for it, a mess of ramblings but it's kind of interesting, and you can read it here.  i'm curious to hear your thoughts.

behindthec: (rywalk)
“Maybe I’m a man, maybe I’m a lonely man whose in the middle of something that he doesn’t really understand.”

there's your prompt.  go.  go write canyon!gsf, write it now, write it lots, write it epic.  this is going to be the new cabin!gsf, i can feel it.

ryan ross, it is entirely possible you own my soul.

behindthec: (emo pride)
i'm so tired of fandom right now.  i really need a break.  a long break.  but it's part of me, the stupid fucker.

i don't want to talk about the drama (this, for those who asked via twitter), because stuff like that just pisses me off and takes away from why i love fandom in the first place.

whenever something like this happens, i just have to tell myself, it's the characters we love.  because really, it is.  RPF fandom is such a mess, ugh.  because of the reality aspect, there is a lack of vital limits, so when one spontaneously imposes itself like this, everything implodes.  to me, at least.

promise me not one of you will mention a word of it in the comments.  i so, so, so do not want to talk about it, at all.  help me remember why i love fandom.  write a line of schmoop or porn.  post a pic that makes me forget that half of what we love about these boys is probably a lie.  help me remember fandom is what we make of it, and anything can be as real to us as we need it, as long as we believe it.  i am really proud of how colossally cheesy i managed to make that sound, too. XD

i'll start.



behindthec: (patd is for lovers)
Title: ...Than Any Boy You’ll Ever Meet [1/1]
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lolab
Pairing: Brendon/Jon; some rather amusing Ryden refs.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Q: “What’s the most ridiculous thing you ever bought?”  Pete: “Ryan Ross.”  So yeah.  Pete’s.  Not mine.  Fictional as far as I know.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ!  CockyExperienced!Bden, (UNF, yes pls).  One (1) slightly disturbing reference to Winnie-the-Pooh.
Summary: “Are you hitting on me?”
Dedications: This is entirely for [livejournal.com profile] falling_words who begged for Walkie smut (and “Jon’s first time with a boy,” the most ridiculous inside joke ever); and for Jon’s Jacket of Heterosexuality™, which has rapidly become epic.  Also for [livejournal.com profile] bunniesontoast, for ryanrossphonesex and 3:25-3:35 of TAI TV episode 5 and for being awesome. :)
Author’s Notes: The prompt was to write what took place after the first video here (classiiiiiic!), so you kind of need to watch that first.


“So, dudes included, huh?” )
behindthec: (ryden.)
Title: How Misery Loved Me [1/1]
Author:[info]lolab
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Q: “What’s the most ridiculous thing you ever bought?”  Pete: “Ryan Ross.”  So yeah.  Pete’s.  Not mine.  Fictional as far as I know.
Warnings: Emo crap; a bit of angst; shameless exploitation of Pretty. Odd. lyrics, but for a good cause.
Summary: Brendon had never seen Ryan cry.
Author’s Notes: My first Ryden.  Some parts of this I absolutely abhor, some parts I love; but overall I’m relatively satisfied.
Dedications: Written for my original slash partner Becca ([info]falling_words).  Thank you for the beautiful prompt and for Spencer and inspiration and porn and Walkie and emo and for coming together on stage and, fuck, okay, I love you.  And Sophie ([info]minus_four) who loves Ryden as I do. :)

Brendon had never seen Ryan cry. )
behindthec: (clancol - HORNY)

Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (epilogue)
Author: [info]lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: It’s a freaking epilogue, okay. :P
Disclaimer: Pete Wentz is the lucky boy; I don’t own them.
Warnings: Overwhelming squee factor.
Notes:  Acknowledgments at the end; sequel in a couple months. :)  Love you guys.

Ignore weird formatting issues in this.  LJ is being my nemesis right now.


xposted etc.

 

Previous Chapters:

- Chapter 1 and Chapter 1b

- Chapter 2

- Chapter 3

- Chapter 4

- Chapter 5

- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7

 

behindthec: (gabilliam)
 
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (7/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: I totally had my first threesome last night, and it was really fun, so I’m all loopy but let’s see if I can remember my dedications. ;) For [profile] mirrorscrack, for porn and the most awesome use of Bill’s scarves EVER. For my LJ wife, [profile] conquer_minds, for the most gorgeously indulgent elevator sex ever written (Esslin FTW!!!!! :D). And for [profile] noteto__self, for the entirely delicious car sex, mmmmmm. :D And as always, for The Clandestine Collective, who make me smile every day and never cease to amaze me with their talent and awesomeness (and jokes about the Fic Which Must Not Be Named). GET READY FOR US, FANDOM. :)
 
I’ve had a fantastic time with this story and I’ve met some absolutely wonderful new friends and along the way. Thank you to everyone who has commented and written me porn and all that good stuff. You guys rock.
 
There just might be a tiny epilogue coming at some point. ;)
 
(Oh yeah: and I’m about thirty pages into the sequel.)
 
xposted to hell and back.
 
behindthec: (me - flirting is the path)
i know i never update butttttttttttttt. i'm procrastinating.

so i'm being shamelessly lazy this morning, making all time low macros (see facebook album) and watching panic vids/interviews on youtube and drooling over a) the sexiness of bden's voice, b) the complete obviousness of the reality of ryden, and c) a clip of bden doing whatever you would consider the piano equivalent of shredding. just... fucking tearin' it up. oh god. i'm pretty sure he was covering a dresden dolls song. and you know how amanda plays. fuckin' shit. DD songs already make me horny as it is even without bden playing them.

i think we all know by now, and i know i say this about EVERYTHING, but boys playing piano really is my ultimate lifelong hard-on. like... beyond expression. just. GAH. and bden is BDEN, not just any boy. so. i'm pretty sure i'm going to pass out at their show.

i'm also squeeing b/c i saw a live performance of that green gentleman on youtube and it was THE SHIT.

it should be noted that i am so utterly in love with pretty. odd. that i have been unable to listen to any other music since i got it (except DC's "stolen" b/c we were kind of writing with it). i have never felt this way about an album in my life. it's mind-blowing. every time i try to put on another cd, i just start listening and then think, "wtf. this is inadequate. this is not pretty. odd." LOLZ.

so needless to say, my excitement over seeing panic exactly three weeks from today is rising steadily and exponentially, especially now that they've switched the venue to the masquerade which is a tiny intimate little place in which i saw cobra last month and got so close to the stage that gabe grabbed my hand and sang right into my eyes a few times.

and it is also the place i'm seeing all time low and rocket summer ON THE 17th. been waiting to see ATL ever since i saw/discovered them last october at the boys like girls show. pretty much fell in love with alex the second he came on stage, before i even knew his name.

and BRYCE. fucking BRYCE. GAH. i got into their music simply for the fact that i knew i'd be seeing them, and then i just fell in love with it all. though i'll never look at him without blushing after reading that one brylliam fic. (speaking of, if anyone has a link to it, send to me pls??? i didn't save it for some reason: it's the one where william is a total sex-crazed psycho who's obsessed with seducing him simply for the sake of corrupting something so pure. it's HEARTBREAKING and the end is just horrible, but it's beautiful and amazing and (#*&()#*.)

madness swirls in my soul right now. happy, happy madness.

1. patiently waiting for bilvybot update.

2. less than patiently waiting for riley update. b/c riley = cutest baby ever, and i don't even like babies, and now i'm all like, "omg gabe pls have my babies" and ignoring the physical impossibility of this.

3. keri works today. i'm supposed to be cleaning (oh yeah, look, i'm vacuuming right now as i type) and looking over my fucking benefits BINDER for my new job - not a pamphlet or brochure, a fucking THREE-RING BINDER. ughhhhhhhhhh. yes pls, let me sign up for you to extract exorbitant amounts of money from my paycheck so i can have crap health coverage the co-pays of which i still won't be able to afford anyway. yay.

4. I SEE PANIC AT THE DISCO IN THREE WEEKS DID I MENTION THAT. yes. i did. sorry. never seen them before. pretty much dying.

5. really, really want the clandestine collective (clan_collective.livejournal.com) to do "pretty. odd." after this one b/c okay, hello, and also, i am absolutely dying, like, squirming and antsy and desperate, to have a title as amazing as "little deaths in musical beds."

(...we all know it's the french slang for orgasm, right??)

okay. i'm stalling. i'll clean. i'll do yoga. i'll read my fucking benefits textbook.

i forget who discovered this, but, okay (I'M GOING I'M GOING, ONE MORE THING), put on northern downpour but only listen to the left speaker. set your balance so it's all on the left or if you're listening on an iPod, only put in the left earpiece. for the first couple lines you hear bden's voice very nearly a cappella and it will just simply melt your soul. and then, THEN, in the rest of the first verse, you hear only him and the piano, which is fantastic for me, who is trying to LEARN northern downpour on the piano (it's super easy, fyi).

the piano knows something i don't know, however... i'm learning that has about eighty chord changes. fun. indeed the piano apparently knows LOTS of things i don't.

hmm, what else can i stall with.

i wonder how many people would shitflip if i "forgot" to post the last chapter of FM&MK tomorrow. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. /evil.

that reminds me, i need to work on the sequel today. william and tom are pissing me off like whoa. i'm not speaking to them anymore. i'm half ready to pawn off the sequel on someone else. anyone wanna write it? :P

totally finishing learning intermission today on the piano. learning exact notes entirely by ear = slight challenge.

YAY, it's lunchtime!!!!! MORE STALLING.

p.s. now that i am mostly over the initial heartbreaking trauma of the haircut(tm), i would like to suggest the organisation of funeral arrangements for william eugene beckett's late hair.
behindthec: (gabilliam)
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (6/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: Hope you guys enjoyed the piano sex, you insatiable whores. :P This one’s for my 13DF gang, a.k.a. The Clandestine Collective. Watch out, everyone. We’re coming, and we’ve got slash.
 
Prepare for FM&MK’s one and only sort-of cliffhanger! CLIFFHANGERS FTW!!!
 
xposted to hell and back, no doubt.
 
Comments = happiness. I also accept hand jobs cookies in place of feedback. <3

Previous Chapters:
 
behindthec: (grammar whoredom)
i don't know how you all managed to just COMMUNALLY LATCH ON to this idea of me writing the piano sex. but srsly. it got to the point where people were begging.

so, you dickheads. it's late and i'm tired and i should be warm and toasty in my bed right now, but what am i doing?

yeah i'm writing gabilliam piano sex for all you twat-faces. :P

i love you guys.

i'll post at some point, maybe tomorrow, def. by monday.
behindthec: (gabilliam)
 Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (5/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: Early chapter! ‘Cause I won’t have Internet access tomorrow.  (Stupid Easter festivities with in-laws and non-vegan food choices. :P) This chapter’s for [profile] ourgossip_lips, for teaching me Spanish (and just... yeah ;); my new partner in crime, [profile] saykendrawithme, for brainstorming (!! :D) and for wedding reception bathroom porn (!!!??? GREATEST SETTING EVER); for [profile] yourfirsttry, for working so hard to buy me off with NOT porn, and for [profile] iamiamamachine, for some of the best conversations I’ve had to date.
 
And for [personal profile] minus_four(and all of you above), for joining the super new top secret 13DF committee. :D
 
Comments = happiness. I also accept hand jobs cookies in place of feedback. <3
 
Previous Chapters:
behindthec: (gabilliam)
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (4/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: I personally like this chapter a lot. That’s all I really have to say. This is dedicated to the divine [profile] yourfirsttry, for writing me dirty degrading bathroom sex at long last (it was worth the wait, darling ;); to the delicious [profile] losingmy_sanity, for effing CHOCOLATE FROSTING PORN (*incoherence*); and to my beloved LJ wife, [profile] conquer_minds, for oh god, laundry room smut (can these guys write setting or WHAT?!),in exchange for getting this chapter early.
 
Comments = happiness.
 
I also accept hand jobs cookies in place of feedback. <3

Previous Chapters:
- Chapter 1 and Chapter 1b
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3

behindthec: (gabilliam)
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (3/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: This chapter (I KNOW IT'S SHORT AS HELL, don't worry; the next one’ll be longer) would be dedicated to the delightfully charming and talented [profile] yourfirsttry, but she hasn't finished my porn yet. :P  Therefore, it is dedicated to the brilliant  [profile] ourgossip_lips.  She knows why. ;)
 
Comments = happiness. I also accept hand jobs cookies in place of feedback. <3
 
Previous Chapters:
 
behindthec: (gabilliam)
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (2/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: So... yeah.  Chapter two, as promised. :)  A little hotter, a little flirtier, a little angstier... all the good stuff (even a special appearance by one Brendon B. Urie).
 
Comments = happiness. I also accept hand jobs cookies in place of feedback. <3

Previous Chapters:
-
Chapter 1 and Chapter 1b

behindthec: (gabilliam)
(So, LJ sucks hairy elephant ass and won't let me paste my first chapter as a unit because it is "too large."  Yeah, YOU WANT TOO LARGE, LJ??  *grabs crotch*

Honestly.

Anyway.)

behindthec: (gabilliam)
Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (1/7)
Author: [profile] lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: I’ve always thought William could convert an asexual, a priest, even a motorcycle dyke; and being nothing so extreme myself, I sure as fuck had no hope.
Disclaimer: The keyword in fan fiction is FICTION. Don’t own Bilvy or Gabanti; I respect them very much; just can't help seeing the world through slashy subtext-tinted glasses, and once a story starts writing itself in my head, I have to get it out.
Warnings: BOYSECKZ (warning? more like incentive), plenty of creative swearing, Gabe being all dirty and Gabe-like, flagrant abuse of the '70s handkerchief code, shameless disregard for reality (i.e. girlfriends, etc.).
Notes: My first bandom/RPF; it has been the guiltiest of pleasures. Hope you guys enjoy the fruit of my shameful indulgence. ;) 
 
(Title from TAI’s “Dear Interceptor”)
 
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