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Dear flist and/or fandom,
Please post about Decaydence Fest soon. I KNOW YOU HAVE UPDATES.
*taps foot*
Impatiently yours,
Aleesha
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enoughoflove, just so you know, the new prompt at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
we_are_cities makes me want to write very long, very sad/angsty Jon/Spencer fic from Spencer's POV where Jon ends up leaving the band to go persue photography stuff and/or tour with Tom. It hurts my heart to even THINK about it. :(
* LOLZ, oh PStump, I love you so. I have NO EARTHLY IDEA what your gorgeous, non-enunciating voice is singing on "The Carpal Tunnel of Love", but I love that song anyway.
* SPEAKING OF PATRICK, I actually wrote a snippet of Pete/Patrick forshleemeri the other night and I am quite proud of it. It'll most likely be turned into a larger fic, because really, if you are not familiar with the joys of Gay Chicken, you are missing out!
His breath is hot against Patrick's chin, and Patrick thinks this time, this time, he's not fucking backing down, because everyone expects it, everyone knows that every time Pete zeros in on him and grins all big and wide and brilliant, Patrick starts to feel his cheeks go pink and he can't--he can't do it. He can't keep looking Pete in the eye until they are nose to nose and his mouth feels too damn hot and wet--
But Patrick holds his breath, shuts his eyes, and just as Pete huffs out a pleased, slightly smug little laugh, he flicks his tongue out and swipes it over the edge of Pete's bottom lip. Pete gasps, jerks back sharply, and the whole room goes quiet for a moment. Pete's eyes are wide, shocked, and maybe a little darker than they were a few seconds earlier.
Patrick lets out the air he's been holding. "Guess I win," he says, and Pete starts to laugh.
Please post about Decaydence Fest soon. I KNOW YOU HAVE UPDATES.
*taps foot*
Impatiently yours,
Aleesha
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enoughoflove, just so you know, the new prompt at we_are_cities makes me want to write very long, very sad/angsty Jon/Spencer fic from Spencer's POV where Jon ends up leaving the band to go persue photography stuff and/or tour with Tom. It hurts my heart to even THINK about it. :(* LOLZ, oh PStump, I love you so. I have NO EARTHLY IDEA what your gorgeous, non-enunciating voice is singing on "The Carpal Tunnel of Love", but I love that song anyway.
* SPEAKING OF PATRICK, I actually wrote a snippet of Pete/Patrick for
shleemeri the other night and I am quite proud of it. It'll most likely be turned into a larger fic, because really, if you are not familiar with the joys of Gay Chicken, you are missing out!His breath is hot against Patrick's chin, and Patrick thinks this time, this time, he's not fucking backing down, because everyone expects it, everyone knows that every time Pete zeros in on him and grins all big and wide and brilliant, Patrick starts to feel his cheeks go pink and he can't--he can't do it. He can't keep looking Pete in the eye until they are nose to nose and his mouth feels too damn hot and wet--
But Patrick holds his breath, shuts his eyes, and just as Pete huffs out a pleased, slightly smug little laugh, he flicks his tongue out and swipes it over the edge of Pete's bottom lip. Pete gasps, jerks back sharply, and the whole room goes quiet for a moment. Pete's eyes are wide, shocked, and maybe a little darker than they were a few seconds earlier.
Patrick lets out the air he's been holding. "Guess I win," he says, and Pete starts to laugh.
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Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take tears that are mine, find yourself wetter
GOD, I AM STILL SNORTING.
(Gay Chicken FTWWWWWWWWW.)
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(POISON RATIONALITY)
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...omg you have to write Joe/Butcher shenans, you just have to.
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I shoooould, but there's so much other fic to write. :P
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And heh *facepalms* I'll post photos/videos of the concert in Cologne tonight. I think. 'Til then: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGRIPTEP5I4 \o/
PeteandPatrick ♥♥♥
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I knew Paris would be covered by you eventually, but Reading? C'MON PEOPLE!
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Yeah, I did! I was in Cologne, but not in Paris =/ So, heh, I got no Paris news, sorry *facepalms*
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highlights of the show = during clothes off, dirty and the butcher came on stage and well took their clothes and start dancing like crazy during all the freaking song, it was awesome, i have everything on video too haha i can't wait to show you guys (http://community.livejournal.com/theacademyis/2638496.html?#cutid1)
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Also, I was thinking that the picture of Joe and Butcher makes me want to write Joe-Butcher!Shenanigans Fic.
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kjfgdjkgdf OMG. OMGOMGOMG SHENANIGANS!!!!!!
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There's a bet as to whom they'll "accidentally" find making out in their respective bands, although Butcher's like, "Dude, that's not fair as I am not planning to make out with Chiz tonight."
\o/
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as;fds;kfd;
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BUT IF IT'S A LTTLE LESS CRUEL THERE WILL BE VIDS.
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I especially love the line "lost in the ignorance of loving you" OH GOD.
Tom Conrad breaks my heart. It's all the NOT knowing and all the what ifs and the speculation.
Also, GAY CHICKEN WTF! That's hot and you should definitely write a whole long fic about it escalating because you KNOW Pete wouldn't let Patrick get away with winning.
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God, Tomrad. <3333
As
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lol we are doomed to ~~nevar understand~~ P. Stump.
Also:
very long, very sad/angsty Jon/Spencer fic from Spencer's POV where Jon ends up leaving the band to go persue photography stuff and/or tour with Tom. It hurts my heart to even THINK about it. :(
I had this exact same idea. ;__;
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Oh, it would KILL me to break them up like that, and yet Spence would let him go, because it's Tom, and Tomrad has always had first dibs on Jon, always, and gah. *wibbles*
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So he just nods, silent, as Jon tells him. Jon probably cries a little, because he loves Spencer, too, just.. not as much as Tom, and it kills him that he has to choose between the two.
Spencer doesn't leave his room for the next week. Everything reminds him of Jon.
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On stage that night, he plays harder than he ever has, wrists flicking, eyes sparking, his mouth parted in exertion. On stage, he can almost forget about Jon.
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That image has broken my poor heart. *wibbles*
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I sort of want to write this now. *contemplates*
matching icons ftw!
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Hmm, perhaps, perhaps. I shall add it to my list, at least, hahaha. It's really far too long already, I have so many half-written fics.
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As in, a fic based on the song "Hotel California", heh. I have no idea, really. Like I said, STRANGENESS.
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:( woobieface