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there's two things I think you should do for me

* Firstly, someone has to put Merlin and Arthur on Atlantis, okay? That just should happen, like, immediately. I kind of want to make Merlin a gate tech *hands* so he doesn't know why Arthur is always taking him off-world.

* Secondly, someone NEEDS to write a fic where Jon Walker saves Christmas. I don't care how - maybe something Santa Clause-esque, only without him aging and rounding out; or maybe Jon's mysterious Uncle Nick needs some holiday help! Maybe he always disappears in radio silence to "Chicago" each year, but really he's up at the North Pole! Seriously. Seriously, think about it now, JON WALKER SAVES CHRISTMAS, HOW CAN THAT NOT BE A RECIPE FOR EXTREME AWESOME?

* Also, I'm feeling totally glum, so here's a bunch of random WIPs (Amnesty, anyone?)

( Ghosts R Us, featuring exasperated!Spence, fakeaccent!Brendon, sexuallyinapropriateghost!Ryan, and haunted!Jon )

( Pastor Jon, featuring it'sapraisebandnotacult!Ryan and choosingtobeamused!Spencer )

( Tea Shop Jon, featuring staidandboring!Jon, enthusiasticcook!Joe, and squintyeyed!Spencer, AKA the boring one that I abandoned for being boring )

( Alternate Beach Dog Universe, where Brendon has a boy and Ryan fosters kids and has too many cats - you can see why I didn't go with this original version )

( And speaking of Beach Dog, here's a Mary Beth and Eddie snippet set right before they joined Five Days and AZF on tour for Plays Out Like A Drum )

( And just for fun, here's a Beach Dog Marty and Keltie snippet, because god knows when that's actually getting written )

And... I'm spent.

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new soundtrack: plays out like a drum

New music is up to download over at

muse_to_match! Enjoy :)

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bandslash fic: Plays Out Like A Drum

Plays Out Like A Drum | PG-13 | ~4,000
Sam and Mary Beth sequel to the Kit and Lissa sequel to Found Days.
download the soundtrack

Mary Beth looks sleek in designer jeans and a black scoop-neck sweater. Sam’s heartbeat speeds up, she can feel the throb all the way down to her fingertips, and her throat’s so dry it clicks when she tries to swallow.

A/N: So for the three of you who will actually read this: I love these kids. So so much. This story won’t make much sense if you haven’t read the Brendon/Jon Found Days and Longer Than The Road first. Sam Beckett is in a band with Pear Wentz, Lissa Urie and Kit Walker. Mary Beth and Eddie Saporta are twins. A couple of MCR minis show up in this, too. Title is from The Matches’ Wake The Sun.

( Plays Out Like A Drum )

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happy voting fellow americans!

I am:

a) wearing a fitted t-shirt I got in Switzerland 14 years ago. It still has its shape and the colors aren't even remotely washed out, thus I believe the Swiss are MAGICAL.

b) thisclose to finishing the Mary Beth and Sam sequel to the Lissa and Kit sequel to Found Days, featuring Digger Iero and Anthony Way, as well as Mary Beth's twin, Eddie! I AM WRITING AGAIN! SLOWLY BUT SURELY! Even though it's basically band kids!

Digger Iero is a little punk ass and Sam likes him a lot. They talk about their drums and his uncle Bob and Sam very carefully doesn’t say how much she hates Anthony now, because they’re family, and Sam knows how that goes.

Sam takes a swig of her beer and points a finger at Digger. “Your girls scare me,” she says.

Digger giggles.

They’re wedged into the back of the Five Days van with four six packs of the most foul beer they could find, because Sam thinks it’s Natty Light and Digger thinks it’s Red Dog and Sam and Digger are both kind of stubborn. Sam is so sure she’s gonna throw up before the night is done. Digger might have a point about the Red Dog.

Digger giggles some more, and then the door of the van slides open and Darby sticks her head in with her scary bright blue fauxhawk and kohl-rimmed eyes and Sam tries to make herself as small as possible, which isn’t very small at all, considering Sam’s a giant freak of nature.

“You,” Darby says to Sam, “tonight,” and then she disappears again and Sam can feel her eyes get huge because tonight what?

“Oh my god. Oh my god, she’s gonna cook and eat me,” Sam says, horrified, and Digger buries his head in his hands and laughs.

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wherein I reprise Colt and Minnie, because they're just too damn precious

SERIOUSLY. I AM TOO INVESTED IN THESE IMAGINARY KIDS' LIVES. AND YES MARTY'S MOM IS KELTIE. THEY ARE BIG DORKS TOGETHER BUT THAT'S FOR ANOTHER SCENE.

With a name like Marty Wright, Jamie figures this kid has to be ten kinds of a dork. Not that Jamie minds. He’s used to his Uncle Brendon and that entire Walker-Urie tribe, and Kit and Lissa may be in a hugely successful band, but that doesn’t make them any less prone to the lameness of their fathers. It’s really endearing, Jamie thinks. He’s pretty sure he’ll get along fine with Uncle Ryan’s new stepson.

The problem, though, as Jamie sees it, is that Marty looks a hell of a lot like his mother, and his mother is a gorgeous, long-legged blonde. He’ll get the snot beaten out of him if he’s not careful. Jamie sighs. Seriously, he’s going to have his hands full keeping his brother David out of trouble this year, and now he'll have to keep an eye on Marty, too.

“Holy crap,” Minnie says, leaning heavily into Jamie’s side.

“I know.” Jamie rubs a hand over his forehead.

“I’m all a-flutter.”

Jamie gives her a look. “Who actually says that?”

“Well,” Minnie flails her hands around, “just look at him. I mean. He’s going to get eaten.”

Jamie stifles a laugh. Min DeLeon’s like a tiny, curly-haired poodle, with just as much manic energy as her dad. Plus, she tends to exaggerate. Marty’ll probably be fine. Maybe. Once Jamie got a few things straight with everyone.

“Whoa,” Colt says, skidding to a stop next to Jamie and dropping his book bag. “That dude’s not a chick, right?”

“Shut the fuck up, Colligan,” Jamie says, punching him in the shoulder. Colt’s harmless, but he’s generally an ass.

PS - meme from previous post will be finished when I have more time!

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So, okay, whatever, I've decided that Katie Stump is not for Jamie Smith, okay? (this may never actually be another fic, but I daydream about these kids ALL THE TIME, it's a disease!!!) THIS IS WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENS:

Ryan Ross elopes and suddenly has a stepson - Marty! I've always wanted to give Ryan a fake-kid named Marty! He's sixteen and bookish! - and since they never had a wedding and Marty's been spending the summer with his dad, he doesn't get to meet 'the family' until Kit and Lissa's wedding, where he's forced to socialize with fourteen year olds Ginger Wentz and Katie Stump - Ginger totally is not impressed when Marty says he doesn't play any instruments and that he can't even sing, and she has no use for him, since he can't be in Katie and Ginger's TOTALLY AWESOME BAND - they need a bassist, because Ginger's the lead singer and Katie's on drums and Cara Johnson is on lead guitar and they call themselves Last Early Morning and they kind of suck, but that's because they're really sloppy about practicing - and ANYWAY, since Spencer James Smith the Sixth is his age and Jamie's dad is in Panic at the Disco with Marty's stepdad, they are totally stuck together all the time, and Marty thinks Jamie is SO COOL and TALL and HOT and CAN PLAY THE GUITAR AND DRUMS AND PIANO and Jamie thinks Marty is a geek but they get along okay, even though Marty totally just STARES at him a lot and is kind of quiet around him. I'm running out of steam. I don't know where this was going, I just have this scene in my head where Marty's stuck at Ginger and Katie's table at the wedding and they just keep pestering him and then going on and on about how dreamy Jamie Smith is, oh my god!!

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and now I talk about my toilet

I woke up to pee last night and I had been right in the middle of the coolest dream ever involving Jon Walker, who was chummy with one of my friends and we were just sitting around a table laughing - I have no clue what was so funny - and chillin' out and I wish I could remember more. I barely remember waking up, except sitting on the toilet and going 'hey, wait, that was jwalk!' and telling myself that I totally had to remember this in the morning, but it didn't work out so well. I know we were talking about something AWESOME but I can't recall what. oh well.

Epic Fic Of Fail And Wretchedness is hopefully being helped somewhat by the tender and loving care of

flickerofyou, but I make no promises, because I seriously want to stab it to death and put it out of it's misery. Something just went drastically wrong with my harlequin fic. It's 22000 words of pure hot mess, I am not even kidding.

Oh, oh, and Mary Beth Saporta is totally an ACTRESS, y/mfy? Eddie sleeps on her couch, because he has no job and no life goals and he wears a bathrobe all the time and calls up Jace Wentz in the middle of the night to discuss how puppets could come alive and kill him or, like, the threat of robots on the human race, and how he's totally learning karate by On Demand. Jace, I think, is a reporter and he travels all over the world and he sends little Ginger (Jace is 2 years younger than Pear and Ginger is a whopping 14 years younger) stuff from wherever he is, and Jace is totally her favorite!!! Katie Stump also might have the biggest crush ever on him. /random

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dudes, seriously, baby band merch!!!

eckerlilas is so awesome, check out the super cool t-shirt she made at cafepress for Automatic Zombie Fall!! Oh my god, is it not the best thing EVER? It's a little tough to see, so hopefully this is better?

Okay, and, um, I really want to write more? Like, with Mary Beth Saporta and Sam Beckett and Mary Beth's TWIN BROTHER EDDIE and fifteen year old Ginger Wentz and her BFF Katie Stump and how Pete and Ashlee and Patrick let them go on a summer tour with Automatic Zombie Fall as merch girls, but only because the TOTALLY RESPONSIBLE AND GOD SO BORING SIXTEEN YEAR OLD SPENCER JAMES SMITH THE SIXTH WILL BE WITH THEM and Ginger HATES HIM SO MUCH because he ruins all their fun by tattling on them to Zack *hands* I maybe keep thinking about this a lot.

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fic: Longer Than The Road

Longer Than The Road | PG-13 | ~3,000
The Kit and Lissa sequel to Found Days
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The problem with being in a band with Pear Wentz is that Pear Wentz is a diva. A diva and a dirty rotten best friend stealer.

A/N: I don't know, I think maybe I love this a little bit too much. Title is from Two of Us by The Beatles. Kit and Lissa have a band with Sam Beckett and Pear Wentz - ~~and I have no clue who came up with Pear Wentz, but it's adorable, so I'm using it; my hat's off to you, my friend.~~ *laughs* Oh, Pete.

( Longer Than The Road )