empty lake, empty streets

FUCK IT, I'M TOO LAZY TO RE-ARCHIVE THINGS TO DREAMWIDTH.

...NO, NO I'M NOT. DANGIT. HERE GOES NOTHING.

wtf, my old icons are way cool. why did i stop using them?

lol haven't posted here since 2009. I guess I better start using this or dreamwidth to start archiving stuff once again.

A quick guide to pickups by Mikeyway, age 23
Mikey/OFCs, R, 900 words. The prompt was fingerporn.

( And the thing is, nobody expects the quiet ones. )

The Game of Love
always-a-girl!Ray/Frank, hint of Jamia/Frank. R. 4000 words.
Summary: Frank is a jackass, and he is not smooth with the ladies.
Notes: This and this are the songs Frank references. Why? Because it's funny.

( 'Banzai!' Frank shouts, and jumps up to grip Ray's hips with his knees. )

Livejournal! Why has your service been so s-h-i-t-t-y lately? Whatever, I already copypasta'ed this, I'm not losing it to the barren wilds of my clipboard.

It seems everyone had a cold spell today. IT WAS FORTY DEGREES THIS MORNING IN FLORIDA. NOT FUN. What the hell, it's practically SUMMER here, what is this cold spell nonsense.

I am pining to order the shit out of this Velvets/April Fools circle-everything's so cheap!- but I don't really even have money for that. Buy my shit on eBay, people, so I can send it back to The Lab! Om nom nom spun sugar and mandarin orange, tonka, tobacco and tea nomity nom.

Oh fuck, Sisky and Butcher's twitters are cracking me up.






And of course, Miz Lindsey Ballato. I am so overinvested in her and her band and her husband's band and bandwives, it's not even funny. More tears of joy are probably upcoming.

Irregular Side Effects
Frank/Jamia. PG-13. ~1000 words.
Notes: MPREG. For the Write Crackfic You Haven't Already ChallengeMeme.

( Jamia said, 'Yes! I can totally get out of being pregnant! Sweet. I was not looking forward to swollen feet, let me tell you.' )

Sound It Out
Gerard/Lyn-Z, PG, ~700 words
Notes: For the Write Crackfic You Haven't Already ChallengeMeme. Challenge #4: huddling together for warmth!

( Lyn-Z startled and twitched back, but not too far back. The tarp wasn't exactly huge to begin with, even before it'd collected holes in the roof. )

So! Livejournal isn't connecting for me right now.

...didn't the Russians just fire all the techs in the US?

...the first things I'm doing when LJ returns is backing the shit up out of it. This is most worrisome, since my lapstops have a history of puttering out without warning, and I've always used LJ as a backup saver for any important stuff I don't trust solely on my laptop. And now I need back up LJ up too. :(((

ETA: and now it appears we're all breaking IJ! SO tell me, if I get a paid IJ account will the service be less spotty with the timing out and downloading of pages? Or will it only zap the adds off?

ETA2: Yes! LJArchive worked like a charm!

For magdalyna.
Panic PG-13 thingamabobs are always do-able. Drabbles, however, are not. Uh, sorry for being late!
( Big Bad )

ETA: GO HERE AND TELL HER TO WRITE MOAR THREESOMES/GSF, OKAY?

OKAY, UNIVERSE, YOU WANNA PLAY IT LIKE THAT? THEN LET'S PLAY.

*CUE SEXING*

( Leathermouth!Lyn-Z/Frank/Gerard )

not a happy girl
PG-13. 800 words.
Lyn-Z ficlet based on: Lyn-Z (born Lindsey Ann Ballato on May 22, 1976) plays bass in Mindless Self Indulgence. She was born in a small town in New Jersey and says she was a nerdy-looking art kid who was fat and painfully shy. She also states that she'd go up to young women at her school and call them awful things. She moved to New York to study art.

( She also states that she'd go up to young women at her school and call them awful things. )

*points to icon*...and there may be The Biggest LJ Purge Evar on the way soon.

With that, I'll be using LJSec today or tomorrow, so sorry for the massive amount of posts that may or may not assault your flist soon.

...and here comes the day IJ crashes because of LJ downtime. It took me several tries to even get IJ to load at all. Woah.

And here is where I admit my ignorance! I have no idea why Twitter is so popular. What is it? Why should I care about it? Why do thousands of people network through it and cause mass media to shut down their -ist-ifying ways? I dunno. It has something to do with cell phones+blogging? I can barely text message, let alone blog via cell phone, so this trend will most likely continue to pass me by.

I backed up a bunch of my own fic here, but I have no idea if others have done the same.


CONTINUED ETAS: http://fawx.com/software/ljarchive/ This would have been good to have earlier.

http://www.cracked.com/article_16765_5-ways-stop-trolls-from-killing-internet.html This is cool to think about. Damn trolls! *shakes cane*

http://www.cracked.com/article_15231_7-reasons-21st-century-making-you-miserable.html

Dammit, I just can't keep these things short anymore, can I?

Soooo, on the Die Hard 4 newbieguide there's this unintentional phrase: Lucy McClane/Mary Elizabeth Winstead.

Oh yeah, I went there.


i'm too smooth, you'll never see me coming
Mary Elizabeth Winstead/Lucy McClane/Matt Farrel. NC-17. 1700 words. Warning: AU and crack and clichés.
Lyrics from Eagles of Death Metal - Don't Speak

( baby, here i stand, i'm your impossible (wo)man )

Happy Belated Easter! Have something from today's bandom fingerporn appreciation post. Also, HEY, I appear to have become a Ryan/Brendon shipper when I wasn't paying attention. Oops? Long live the GSF, but hrmmyum, Ryan/Brendon.

( Ryan/Brendon, PG-13, 400 words )


Oh god. I am going to hell. Jamia teaches Gerard the meaning of body acceptance. PG-13. 900 words of, er INTERESTINGNESS, for the bandom body and vagina love meme.

( Purple People-Eater )

E-Mail Me (3 Gurls Want to Webchat With U)
Featuring Panic at the Disco. PG-13. 1900 words.
For all those times when you have to say what the fuck. All inspiration came from my spam inbox. Warning for sillyness, and uh, more accidental GSF. I do believe I see a trend here.

( 'Shut up Spencer. Your cock is marketable commodity, of course we've been talking about it.' )

1. Today's theme song is Nasty by Janet Jackson.
nasty boys, give me a nasty groove/nasty boys, lemme see your nasty body move
2. Behold nine pages of ridiculous self-indulgence. Um, enjoy? *hands*


Two boots and a spur on.
TAI GSF. NC-17. 5000 words.
Notes: This is PWP, you know how it goes. A double handful of gleeful thanks to beta/enabler magdalyna.
Disclaimer: Fiction. Please go away if you know these people fo reelz yo.

( You're so dumb you got run over by a pack of bears )

Mikey/Frank/Gerard, R, 300 words
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Bob is the bandom bicycle, R, 500 words. Bob/Andy/Spencer.
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I win! \o/

Brendon/Mikey losercuddles. 300 words.

( because wow, dude had a nice mouth set in that frown )

Just a Phase
Fandom: Panic! at the Disco
Brendon keeps accidentally having foursomes. Inspired by this chain of events. Rated R. 1000 words. Warning: crack.

( But don't listen to William either, there are no magical fairy dust sprinklings going on, ha fucking ha. )