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AHHAHAHA, how much do I love the fact that Panic(!) totally quoted Chuck Palahniuk three times in A Fever? A LOT, is the answer, a LOT.

Also, [personal profile] gigantic  was being particularly awesome today by posting this, which lead to a lot of rolling on the floor and stomach cramps and hey, that's all good when that gives you: this! )

YES THEY TALK LIKE HUMANS SHUTUP.

I'M READY FOR MY MEDICINE DOCTOR
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MY SOUL IS TELLING ME I NEED ACTION!FIC. I've been fluttering between [profile] stereomer 's dressed to the nines and tie your monster down, and AUGH. I REALLY NEED EXPLOSIONS OKAY. AND NOT THE KIND IN THE PANTS, THE ONES WITH THE BOMBS. (then the kind with the pants.)

I'm really sitting on the edge of a Cobra Assassin!AU that I REALLY REALLY do not want/need to write, what with everything else knocking around on the giant canvass I call a brain, but! THINK ABOUT IT. They are my ultimate, ultimate assassin group, with real guns and their own fighting (Cobra!) style and sniping thirty yards away through a window and their own (Cobra!) fighting style and betrayals and money and GABE IN A SUIT. This really isn't much of a shock either, since I've wolfshirted about this in my Bob the Bodyguard plot thing and I'm slipping them in my BBB fic, but IT IS NOT ENOUGH.

Also also?


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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 04:59pm on 03/12/2007 under ,
I'm in a better place, yes?

Here, blame [profile] wolfshirts and this post.

Gerard/Frank, fashion!queen AU, not betaed

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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 05:28pm on 26/11/2007 under , ,
i have writer's block.

i am sleepy.

crappy mondays. crappy days, period.

but there's music so for the moment, i am good.

anybody want to prompt me? i need to start writing. name a person/pairing, and i'll see what i can come with. and for fun purposes: EVERYONE RESPONSE I MAKE WILL BE PURE PORN.




eta: ugh, peer pressure. :D give me your link please.
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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 05:13pm on 14/11/2007 under ,
Fucking New Jersey. Fucking Jersey with its one damn Driver's Ed school being burned down by a mysterious fire that was obviously arson.

Gerard breathes heavily through his nose, wipes his fingers, and swallows a scream. "Okay--"

Mikey's forehead beads suddenly, crinkles. "Okay? Forward?" He taps his feet a bit and the car lurches forward, screeches dead when Gerard does. "Fuck--okay, ten and two."

They both glance down at Mikey's hands. He shifts a little, pushes up his glasses on his nose, "I am ten and two."

"No," gasp, "That's three and nine."

His forehead crinkles a bit. "Is there a difference?"

"TEN AND TWO."

Mikey's hand slip accordingly. The car leers again, "I'm not even--I'm not doing anything!"

Fuck this damn ghost car.

"What--whatever, ignore it. Ten and two, where's your foot?"

"On the gas pedal."

Oh, shit--they're moving. Again.

"Oh--" Gerard shimmies his foot around until he comes down hard on Mikey's Converses. The car stops. "Listen to me. Do not--do not--touch this--" he points at the gas pedal--"until this--" he points at his mouth, "tells you to."

Mikey nods at him, slowly, and sinks in his seat. Fuck. "Hey, I'm not--I'm not trying to. I'm not trying to be mean. It's just--" he makes his voice not whine, "I don't want to die, you know?"

Mikey shrugs, doesn't look at him. "I'm trying, okay? Jesus Christ, this is not the eighteenth century or anything, when I all I had to know was how to whip a horse on the ass to make it move. This shit is scary, and you freaking out is not helping at all." He adds, smiles, "But I know it was either you or Mom, so, uh, thanks?"

Gerard grins, "Let's try ten and two again, okay?"

*

I WANT THIS FIC. I DON'T WANT TO WRITE IT.
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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 02:44pm on 07/10/2007 under ,
GUYS! Why is there no "Bob the Bodyguard" fic?

I literally woke up this morning and was like, "Dude! No fic! No Bob being a bodyguard and protecting Pete the Wealthy Sex Toy Maker! No Gerard being the gadget guy! No Ray being backup! No Frank mixing chemicals! No Mikey being Mikey! No Patrick being Bedussey the Secret Agent trying to off Pete! No Cobra Starship being Patrick's backup! No Patrick and Bob having sex in a jail cell when they're captured and therefore staring a love/hate relationship wherein Bob hates Patrick because he's evil but would gladly sleep with him because he's hot and Patrick exploiting that at all times!"

The world is unfair. D:
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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 04:54pm on 11/09/2007 under ,

In other words, though, I am screwed.

(Also, I'm totally down with Ashlee, yo. No reading if thou is not pleased.)


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posted by [personal profile] moneyes at 05:47pm on 28/08/2007 under , ,
HOMG, I have stuffs for [livejournal.com profile] bobbryarwhat   and Fic Imitates Music in which I have to use a Beatles prompt! I can't fuck up the Beatles, I just can't! D:

Oh, yeah, school's great.

I HAVE VISIONS. OF WRITING VAMPIRE FIC. WITH WENDY. AND CECIL. AND THE DECAYDANCE KIDS. And dude, 16 Candles verse: all over again. )

HOMEWORKS, now. Booooooooooooooo.

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