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Pimping and Reccing Thread
Yeah, You know the drill.
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Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Title: And Now You're Falling Down
Author: Me
Pairings: none
Rating: M
Exerpt: "Hah. We're clocking in to watch our fate come crashing down, huh?"
"Y...Yeah... In a way..."
Type: Oneshot
Link: here
Author: Me
Pairings: none
Rating: M
Exerpt: "Hah. We're clocking in to watch our fate come crashing down, huh?"
"Y...Yeah... In a way..."
Type: Oneshot
Link: here
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
opium den mother. wrote:Title: And Now You're Falling Down
Author: Me
Pairings: none
Rating: M
Exerpt: "Hah. We're clocking in to watch our fate come crashing down, huh?"
"Y...Yeah... In a way..."
Type: Oneshot
Link: here
anna may tronic.- New Recruit
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Number of posts : 347
Age : 32
Location : Neverland
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Title: Brendon's Magic Lips
Author: Zero. Me.
Type: One shot, completed. Fanfiction.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ryden. Ryan Ross + Brendon Urie
Excerpt:
“Wouldn’t it be sooo amazing if your lips were magic?”
“Magic?”
“Magic.”
This was something about Ryan he’s never seen before – probably because he’s never seen Ryan Ross drunk before – and it was strange, to say the least. So he couldn’t help but ask, “How are they . . . magic?”
The older boy answered almost immediately. “When somebody kisses you, you’re suddenly pulled into a fantasy world like . . . Neverland or something.”
“Neverland?”
“Neverland.”
Brendon shrugged and looked at his feet. “I wanna go to Neverland.”
Any kind of feed back is completely amazing.
Author: Zero. Me.
Type: One shot, completed. Fanfiction.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ryden. Ryan Ross + Brendon Urie
Excerpt:
“Wouldn’t it be sooo amazing if your lips were magic?”
“Magic?”
“Magic.”
This was something about Ryan he’s never seen before – probably because he’s never seen Ryan Ross drunk before – and it was strange, to say the least. So he couldn’t help but ask, “How are they . . . magic?”
The older boy answered almost immediately. “When somebody kisses you, you’re suddenly pulled into a fantasy world like . . . Neverland or something.”
“Neverland?”
“Neverland.”
Brendon shrugged and looked at his feet. “I wanna go to Neverland.”
Any kind of feed back is completely amazing.
zero- Leading by Example
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Age : 28
Location : into unknown
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Reccing?
Why of course!
A little note: this is... quite possibly the most beautiful thing I've ever read. It was like... enlightenment. It made me feel like pure amazig exploded in my stomach. Like... sick, but in a sense of utter wondermentin in the same breath.
READ. IT.
Title: Sijaun, the Hearteater
Author: The Way
Rating: PG
Genre: Drama
Status: Oneshot. Completed.
Pairing: Original characters (het)
Summary: A monster, a world emptying of hearts, and an impossible road to redemption.
Link: here
READ.
Why of course!
A little note: this is... quite possibly the most beautiful thing I've ever read. It was like... enlightenment. It made me feel like pure amazig exploded in my stomach. Like... sick, but in a sense of utter wondermentin in the same breath.
READ. IT.
Title: Sijaun, the Hearteater
Author: The Way
Rating: PG
Genre: Drama
Status: Oneshot. Completed.
Pairing: Original characters (het)
Summary: A monster, a world emptying of hearts, and an impossible road to redemption.
Link: here
READ.
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
the antihero. wrote:Reccing?
Why of course!
A little note: this is... quite possibly the most beautiful thing I've ever read. It was like... enlightenment. It made me feel like pure amazig exploded in my stomach. Like... sick, but in a sense of utter wondermentin in the same breath.
READ. IT.
Title: Sijaun, the Hearteater
Author: The Way
Rating: PG
Genre: Drama
Status: Oneshot. Completed.
Pairing: Original characters (het)
Summary: A monster, a world emptying of hearts, and an impossible road to redemption.
Link: here
READ.
I just about laughcried Mikey
ILY ILY
thank you
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
PIMP!
Title: Life Ever Fasting
Rating: PG
Author: chester.
Status: Oneshot.
Warnings: Eating disorder, death.
Summary/Exerpt: It was two against one now. Ana and mia against me. As they became more inviting, more pleasing and more beautiful to my gorgeous Bert, I became more repulsive, more disgusting and more sickening to him. Ana was what he needed. What he craved when they were not around and as he grew more distant, I knew he was with them.
Bert/Gerard
The song is Prelude 12/21 by AFI.
ana and mia are not capitalised intentionally. They are not people, they are not human, they feel no emotion and they are not worth it.
Let me know what you think!
Title: Life Ever Fasting
Rating: PG
Author: chester.
Status: Oneshot.
Warnings: Eating disorder, death.
Summary/Exerpt: It was two against one now. Ana and mia against me. As they became more inviting, more pleasing and more beautiful to my gorgeous Bert, I became more repulsive, more disgusting and more sickening to him. Ana was what he needed. What he craved when they were not around and as he grew more distant, I knew he was with them.
Bert/Gerard
The song is Prelude 12/21 by AFI.
ana and mia are not capitalised intentionally. They are not people, they are not human, they feel no emotion and they are not worth it.
Let me know what you think!
P R I N C E S S- Red Scare
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Number of posts : 639
Age : 33
Location : Trouble, trouble, oh ohh
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Title: Searching For Blue
Author: princess (:
Parings: n/a
Rating: M for implied violence
Excerpt: White no. No white. White room. White room. Sleep please. Please sleep. Dark sleep. Sleep dark. Dark.
Blue. Dark blue. Blue dark. Blue you. You blue. You MY blue. My you. Miss you. You miss? Miss me. Me miss. Me miss you. You miss me? Miss me. Miss you.
Summary: really just something interpretable in lots of different ways
Type: oneshot/complete
Link: see title
Author: princess (:
Parings: n/a
Rating: M for implied violence
Excerpt: White no. No white. White room. White room. Sleep please. Please sleep. Dark sleep. Sleep dark. Dark.
Blue. Dark blue. Blue dark. Blue you. You blue. You MY blue. My you. Miss you. You miss? Miss me. Me miss. Me miss you. You miss me? Miss me. Miss you.
Summary: really just something interpretable in lots of different ways
Type: oneshot/complete
Link: see title
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
pimping.
Title: His Thorns
Author: Zero.
Pairing/s: Ryden, Pyro. Mainly Ryden.
Summary:
Give me envy,
give me malice,
give me your attention.
- Ryan Ross
He was nothing but a little leach. Feeding on every inch of attention he could get. Everybody thought it was just normal for him to want that. Normal Ryan. Everybody liked normal Ryan, and that's exactly what Ryan wanted
Ryan is a rose; beware of the thorns, Brendon always said. It seemed like Brendon was the only one that thought that.
'Oh, you can't
help that,' said
the Cat: 'we're
all mad here.
I'm mad.
You're mad.'
- Lewis Carroll
Excerpt:
Twirling his finger in Brendon’s hair, he knew he was bothering Brendon. “And I cut myself on the arm. It’s bleeding.” Lies were flying from his mouth, but he didn’t care. He was willing to give himself a big, deep gash on the arm if it meant Brendon loving him.
He’d have to remember to hurt himself the next morning before his boyfriend woke up so it didn’t look like he was lying. But still, Brendon said nothing and remained still. This aggravated Ryan, he didn’t do well when nobody cared if he was hurt or not.
But why do it tomorrow, he thought, no better time than today, right? Ryan stood from bed in a zombie-like state and walked out of the room with no other intention but to make Brendon love him.
Held the blade Right on top of the pale skin. Just when it was about to slice through he stopped abruptly. “If I’m doing it for Brendon, might as well do it in front of him,” he said to himself.
“Brendon?” His voice cracked when he said the name. He was right in front of Brendon, holding the knife up. Ryan could tell he was asleep, and it just got Ryan angry.
So he said, “I’m about to cut myself!”
My first Ryden.
Love is .
Please?
Title: His Thorns
Author: Zero.
Pairing/s: Ryden, Pyro. Mainly Ryden.
Summary:
Give me envy,
give me malice,
give me your attention.
- Ryan Ross
He was nothing but a little leach. Feeding on every inch of attention he could get. Everybody thought it was just normal for him to want that. Normal Ryan. Everybody liked normal Ryan, and that's exactly what Ryan wanted
Ryan is a rose; beware of the thorns, Brendon always said. It seemed like Brendon was the only one that thought that.
'Oh, you can't
help that,' said
the Cat: 'we're
all mad here.
I'm mad.
You're mad.'
- Lewis Carroll
Excerpt:
Twirling his finger in Brendon’s hair, he knew he was bothering Brendon. “And I cut myself on the arm. It’s bleeding.” Lies were flying from his mouth, but he didn’t care. He was willing to give himself a big, deep gash on the arm if it meant Brendon loving him.
He’d have to remember to hurt himself the next morning before his boyfriend woke up so it didn’t look like he was lying. But still, Brendon said nothing and remained still. This aggravated Ryan, he didn’t do well when nobody cared if he was hurt or not.
But why do it tomorrow, he thought, no better time than today, right? Ryan stood from bed in a zombie-like state and walked out of the room with no other intention but to make Brendon love him.
Held the blade Right on top of the pale skin. Just when it was about to slice through he stopped abruptly. “If I’m doing it for Brendon, might as well do it in front of him,” he said to himself.
“Brendon?” His voice cracked when he said the name. He was right in front of Brendon, holding the knife up. Ryan could tell he was asleep, and it just got Ryan angry.
So he said, “I’m about to cut myself!”
My first Ryden.
Love is .
Please?
zero- Leading by Example
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Age : 28
Location : into unknown
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Title: Music Is My Girlfriend
Author: Me, obv.
Rating: M
Fandom: HP. Because I'm a huge loser.
Type: Incomplete/Chaptered.
Summary: Why do Muggles rely upon music?
Excerpt: Her cyan gaze locked upon a head of silvery-blond hair that was oh-so-familiar. Pushing herself to her feet, she swung her purse onto her shoulder and took long strides to cross the Plaza del Sol, stretching her silvery tank top down over her pale skin and little black navel stud.
He was squinting between a map of the Madrid metro and a book titled ¿Donde está el baño? & Other Vital Spanish Phrases. Smirking, the girl leaned against the bike rack he was sitting on. “Fancy seeing you here,” she muttered, quite close to his ear. He jumped, fumbling to catch his book as he teetered upon his unbalanced perch.
When he managed to reclaim equilibrium on the skinny horizontal pole, he looked over at her, blue eyes glaring. “Feel free to scare the Jesus out of everyone, why don’t you,” he snapped, but the angry lines around his mouth softened when she pouted attractively. “I thought you lived out in Dublin.”
Author: Me, obv.
Rating: M
Fandom: HP. Because I'm a huge loser.
Type: Incomplete/Chaptered.
Summary: Why do Muggles rely upon music?
Excerpt: Her cyan gaze locked upon a head of silvery-blond hair that was oh-so-familiar. Pushing herself to her feet, she swung her purse onto her shoulder and took long strides to cross the Plaza del Sol, stretching her silvery tank top down over her pale skin and little black navel stud.
He was squinting between a map of the Madrid metro and a book titled ¿Donde está el baño? & Other Vital Spanish Phrases. Smirking, the girl leaned against the bike rack he was sitting on. “Fancy seeing you here,” she muttered, quite close to his ear. He jumped, fumbling to catch his book as he teetered upon his unbalanced perch.
When he managed to reclaim equilibrium on the skinny horizontal pole, he looked over at her, blue eyes glaring. “Feel free to scare the Jesus out of everyone, why don’t you,” he snapped, but the angry lines around his mouth softened when she pouted attractively. “I thought you lived out in Dublin.”
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
updated.rafiki. wrote:Title: Music Is My Girlfriend
Author: Me, obv.
Rating: M
Fandom: HP. Because I'm a huge loser.
Type: Incomplete/Chaptered.
Summary: Why do Muggles rely upon music?
Excerpt: Her cyan gaze locked upon a head of silvery-blond hair that was oh-so-familiar. Pushing herself to her feet, she swung her purse onto her shoulder and took long strides to cross the Plaza del Sol, stretching her silvery tank top down over her pale skin and little black navel stud.
He was squinting between a map of the Madrid metro and a book titled ¿Donde está el baño? & Other Vital Spanish Phrases. Smirking, the girl leaned against the bike rack he was sitting on. “Fancy seeing you here,” she muttered, quite close to his ear. He jumped, fumbling to catch his book as he teetered upon his unbalanced perch.
When he managed to reclaim equilibrium on the skinny horizontal pole, he looked over at her, blue eyes glaring. “Feel free to scare the Jesus out of everyone, why don’t you,” he snapped, but the angry lines around his mouth softened when she pouted attractively. “I thought you lived out in Dublin.”
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
FINALLY POSTED IT HERE
Title: Dancing Bruises.
Author: Moi.
Type/Status: Chaptered/Incomplete.
Pairing: Pete Wentz/Frank Iero.
Rating: M.
Summary/Excerpt: What's funny about it is that it really really isn't funny.
Just little fucking Frankie Iero stumbling around, trying to be funny, trying to be stupid with those drunken orbs and cherry-glazed dead eyelids blocking the funny out of him.
Hold your guts, Wentz. It's only Frankie-fucking-Iero.
And he's just tryin'ta have a little fun with those spotlights.
Warnings: Could contain gory/graphic descriptions.
Link: HERE?
Title: Dancing Bruises.
Author: Moi.
Type/Status: Chaptered/Incomplete.
Pairing: Pete Wentz/Frank Iero.
Rating: M.
Summary/Excerpt: What's funny about it is that it really really isn't funny.
Just little fucking Frankie Iero stumbling around, trying to be funny, trying to be stupid with those drunken orbs and cherry-glazed dead eyelids blocking the funny out of him.
Hold your guts, Wentz. It's only Frankie-fucking-Iero.
And he's just tryin'ta have a little fun with those spotlights.
Warnings: Could contain gory/graphic descriptions.
Link: HERE?
Last edited by Heartswell. on Mon 13 Oct 2008, 3:22 am; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : i fail lolol)
Heartswell.- Red Scare
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Number of posts : 637
Age : 34
Location : On your back.
Re: Pimping and Reccing Thread
Pimping.
Title: Holding His Hand Like a Brand New Kite
Author: Myself (currently Sam Sparro)
Parings: Waycest minus Mikey is the main focus.
Rating: MA
Summary:
A rather complicated love story. Frank has a crush on his best friend, Gerard. Gerard has his sights set on someone a little closer to home.
Excerpt: Shannon studied his face as he finished speaking, eyes moving in an almost figure of eight motion, before he heaved himself up off the small mattress and onto the bigger one, next to Gerard. It almost caused Frank to cry out as a limb came close to making unwanted contact with his chest. That wide smile returned to Shannon’s features as he snaked his arms around Gerard’s waist and tugged the boy down to lay with him. Snuggling into his shoulder as he did so.
“Shannon…”
“Hey, I want to sleep with my brother; is that so wrong?” he asked, glancing up at Gerard through his eyelashes, his voice slightly muffled against the material covering Gerard’s torso.
An almost inaudible mutter of “Yes” was heard from the foot of the bed, bitter and frustrated. Frank climbed delicately off the bed and onto the mattress, slipping into the sleeping bag that now lay crumpled. He was still fully clothed, not exactly warm to the idea of stripping off in front of the bad boy Way and being objectified. Or ridiculed in front of Gerard. He wasn’t sure which one was less favourable.
“Night Gerard, night asshole,” he murmured affectionately, kneading his pillow into a more comfortable shape.
“Love you too, babe,” Shannon replied in jest.
Type: Chaptered/Incomplete
Link: In title.
Title: Holding His Hand Like a Brand New Kite
Author: Myself (currently Sam Sparro)
Parings: Waycest minus Mikey is the main focus.
Rating: MA
Summary:
A rather complicated love story. Frank has a crush on his best friend, Gerard. Gerard has his sights set on someone a little closer to home.
Excerpt: Shannon studied his face as he finished speaking, eyes moving in an almost figure of eight motion, before he heaved himself up off the small mattress and onto the bigger one, next to Gerard. It almost caused Frank to cry out as a limb came close to making unwanted contact with his chest. That wide smile returned to Shannon’s features as he snaked his arms around Gerard’s waist and tugged the boy down to lay with him. Snuggling into his shoulder as he did so.
“Shannon…”
“Hey, I want to sleep with my brother; is that so wrong?” he asked, glancing up at Gerard through his eyelashes, his voice slightly muffled against the material covering Gerard’s torso.
An almost inaudible mutter of “Yes” was heard from the foot of the bed, bitter and frustrated. Frank climbed delicately off the bed and onto the mattress, slipping into the sleeping bag that now lay crumpled. He was still fully clothed, not exactly warm to the idea of stripping off in front of the bad boy Way and being objectified. Or ridiculed in front of Gerard. He wasn’t sure which one was less favourable.
“Night Gerard, night asshole,” he murmured affectionately, kneading his pillow into a more comfortable shape.
“Love you too, babe,” Shannon replied in jest.
Type: Chaptered/Incomplete
Link: In title.
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