Colin

lookit me, all fangirling red's lyrics. ♥

so, this kinda doubles as the start of my outline, more for my benefit than anything else; it's slightly spoilery and hella rambly, so don't read if you don't want, but if you're following the development of this fic, you may find it interesting.

( irishAU: the beginnings. (and some recs.) )

cut for hugeness, polls, brainstorming, recs, etc.

( AND THE MOON IS OUT. AND RYAN IS PRETTY. AND BRENDON IS LIKE... youre pretty. )

like red alert, only, not, ha ha, okay.

so, my crush flirt buddy self-proclaimed soulmate lovely friend, redorchids, finally convinced me to give up my entire sunday morning/afternoon (i don't think it was phrased quite like this, but that's what it took) and read this fic she wrote a few months ago. apparently i am a colossal idiot, because this fic is possibly the best thing i've ever read in bandom. yeah. i said it. definitely in my top 3-5, whatever. this one will stay with me after all others have faded. no way you can read this and not love it. the intense creativity she employs, the way she weaves panic's lyrics into it (you'll never look at any of their songs the same), the simple beauty of the writing itself; it's all stunning. some of you have complimented my use of metaphor; my stuff is elementary school drivel compared what she does in this, srsly. you will never forget this fic. also it's got some of the hottest sex i've ever read in my life. there, that perked up your ears, didn't it. :P

here it is. read the prequel/prologue first. and you have to go down every single path because they are all incredible. there. if i plug the fic any harder i'll... insert boisecks/buttplug joke here.

also, moku_youbi is possibly my favourite person in the world as well, simply for this. OH GOD. i don't deserve you guys.

i motherfucking love my flist.

that said, i am now going to do something i never do and put on my tin hat, so for those of you who have been distressed by our fandom of late...

( a slightly obsessive theory regarding the current state of panic: ryden edition. )

p.s. chapter 7 is about halfway done (there is a chance, a chance, i'll have to split it into two chapters but i really don't want to; we'll see; it's just so long already); hopefully will have it up by thursday as usual.

( more random fictalk, aidsfic rambling, and my favorite boypic of all time (tasteful but NSFW). )

here, have a rec of utmost preciousness that will make you forget all about brendon dying. i'm taking tomorrow off, i've earned it, so happy early friday to me and happy thursday to the rest of you. p.s. i'm friendslocking my previous entry in the next couple days 'cause it talks about work and a specific person, so if there's any more comment-stalking you need to do (oh shut up, you all admit you do it :P) and you're not on my flist, do it now. thx. ♥

( recs )

( if brendon had a safeword, what would it be? )

( who wants to go see the cab with me on 4/18? )

i'm reading all your comments (and fixing my brilliant typos); big smiles. i'll get around to responding soon. ♥

ETA: people keep talking in comments about how they have so much trouble finding stuff they like on SATD or comms in general -- do you guys not know about DCR??  it lists only completed stuff, it compiles everything that's posted in comms on a daily basis, and there are recs posted every day.  it's so much easier to just look quickly and find something you like.  it's the only place i go ever to find reading material.  i only post on SATD 'cause it's like, all we have, panic comm-wise, and so people who haven't friended me can get on board if they want.  *shrug* just wanted to spread the word!

fuck me, i don't know how to start chapter six. there are no flashbacks left to catalyze me. UNLESS WE WANT ANGRY RYAN/SPENCE ARGUING IN FRENCH (see twitter). fortunately, stereotypeloser just started writing it for us, and it's amazing so far, so i can't stop flailing.

some great fics i've run across on my flist recently:

- One More Than Three by cynthia_arrow
- A Throat-Pierced Sound In The Night by jocondite
- Sing Me A Rainbow (Steal Me A Dream) by my dear redorchids, whom i love forever and then some even though she likes to pretend i'm a real girl :P.
- Steal Me A Dream by my beloved j_plash -- ha, just realized the title similarities, weird (unintentional, i'm sure); anyway, this is only the prologue, but if you can handle a WIP, she has incredible things planned for this fic.

seriously, help me with six. i've run out of things for them to do. (ETA: it needs to be tension-building stuff, not filler or fluff.) the outline is, like... they're playing music. and some other stuff. and there's the chiromancy scene, but that doesn't happen till right before [spoiler]. YES, I ADMIT IT, I'VE RUN OUT OF WAYS FOR THEM TO NOT HAVE SEX.

before i forget, random: remember that moment in titanic when rose walks up to him on the deck and says, "i changed my mind"? can anyone think of another way to say that? another way to communicate that thought?

anyway, *facepalm*

...if, hypothetically, ryan were to suddenly reveal the results of his piano lessons (which he mentioned he was taking, years ago in interviews), what do you think he might like to play that brendon could walk in on and see? atm i'm leaning toward this. anyone who's seen the truman show will appreciate.

link me to your youtube choices? doesn't have to be classical, but i'm thinking something gentle and romantic. btw, chapter 1 of pccf is underway and i maybe kind of love it a lot. \o/

before i go, a few recs, which i never bother with unless i don't think they've been publicized as much as they deserve.

( recs, random stuff about fic philosophy, and more of my youtube madness. )

happy friday!

sophie is the best person ever.  the end.

"drabble" porn.  SEE WHAT AMAZING THINGS HAPPEN WHEN YOU WRITE PORN FOR COLIN?

if you like that, be sure to check out her priestfic (not connected to this, but certainly related).  i've been addicted since its inception.  it's awakened kinks i never knew i had. ;)

<3

chapter 8 is all yours, bb.  getting started tonight.  ty.

so i have this massive hard-on, right, and i'm like "yeah jerking off right nao would be SWEET" so i go into the bedroom and pete is LYING ON THE BED, staring at me like he's WAITING for me. so i'm like, fuck that, i'm ignorin youz, so i lie down and shove him aside and start going to work.

and then he starts LICKING MY STOMACH.

so i had to GET UP and dump him outside the door and shut it.

then he meowed.

so i just scrunched my eyes shut and thought about spencer smith and came really really hard.

anyway, aren't you all curious to know what gave me such a massive hard-on?

happy saturday, people:
http://sunsetmog-fics.livejournal.com/31127.html

it is no joke like 9K words of sex. enjoy yourselves (literally; that was one great orgasm).

( chapter 4 teaser )

trust me, they're worth it.

a preface to a manifesto/primer that someone will make someday, of ryan's growing crush on alex greenwald.

in which he rides atop alex's shoulders, which we've all seen. (ETA: i have no earthly idea how i forgot to mention this, but this vid also includes brendon and ryan SKIPPING OFF STAGE WITH THEIR ARMS AROUND EACH OTHER. NO KEYMASHING HERE WILL SUFFICE.)

this is ryan ross holding a football and... kind of dancing while alex plays, um, ukulele?  no no, all you need to see in that is ryan.  football.  dancing.  three things that should never, ever, ever go in the same sentence, let alone be visually rendered.  alex pretty much nails it: "this is the weirdest combination you're ever gonna see."  (also the others play hackeysack and brendon carries himself like such a gay man is so gorgeous and lanky and bouncy and hai, want to bone him nao pls.)  i have watched this about six times this morning, and each time i laugh harder.  there were tears, people.  tears.  falling from my laughing green eyes, okay.

now, for your weekend pleasure, head over to dotcoms_refresh for the three panic GSF's that were posted yesterday by wayincognito.

cheerio. <3