OMG! Perfect timing!

[brynnmck]

Hello. I apologize for my recent emo. I am feeling much better today.

It is also madsciencechick's birthday, which I had actually not realized due to having my head up my own emo, but is absolutely perfect because, in an attempt to dislodge my writer's block last night, I wrote like 850 words of Bridezilla Joe Dick and it is all MSC's fault.

So happy birthday

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[scalesandfins]

Okay, so first, this is HILARIOUS, because omg, yes, of course it's a scam to get wedding presents, and wow, the bickering is amazing-- it's hilarious and flows really naturally-- but also? It's not just funny, it's all perfectly, perfectly in character. Your voices are all right on, and I'm still amazed because, okay, it might be crack, but this story has one of the best handles on the interpersonal dynamics in the band that I've ever seen in fanfic. Like, it's all about how much of the Joe/Billy interactions have to do with who is looking at whom at any given moment, or that it's a big deal whether Billy looks at somebody through his eyelashes/sideways or makes actual eye contact. *flail* You are amazing! It's all right here!

This part in particular made me OMG pretty hard, because the first line, AHAHAHA, but then, OH JOE (and then AHAHAHA again but, omg):

Joe gave him a testicle-withering glare. "You lick 'er dispenser," he sneered sullenly.
Billy threw up his hands. "OK, that's it. Fuck this."
He was halfway out of his seat when Joe caught his arm. "No, Billy, just-yes, all right? Yes, it's fucking cool. Jesus."
"OK." Billy sank back down. "And you want someone to buy it for us, right?"
"Yes," Joe mumbled. (OMG. Sad to say, I have still not gotten over my initial OMG OH HONEY when I realized how much Joe does this in the movie)
"Then we have to fill out the paperwork. And the paperwork doesn't say groom and groom, it says groom and bride, so…"
"Why can't you be the bride?" Joe demanded.
Because I read faster than you, Billy thought, but all he said was, "I already wrote my name down under groom."
"Yeah, well, why don't you write your name down under asshole, because this whole thing is bullshit."

Just, the balance of blustering to annoying to super!!insecure!! to cowed to hostile to self-congratulatory again is just dead on. Oh, Joe. And OH BILLY, the exasperated but patient passive aggressor who actually wears the pants in the relationship (like, half of the genius of the Bridezilla concept is that, yeah, it's totally TRUE omg) who knows how to play that exasperation for all it's worth because that's the only way to manipulate Joe into doing anything reasonable, and, and, John's incense! Pipe pouting and calling Billy a kook! The entire thing as a scam to get wedding presents! ""The skulls are fucking fantastic," he said. "Just all your friends are cunts, is the problem here." because "fucking fantastic" and yeah Joe, o it's everybody else' fault-- and aaah, Billy looking steadfastly elsewhere while deadpanning and "Shut up," Billy muttered, ducking his head further.", and then "Billy was looking at him now, blue eyes heating up, lazy smile stretching his mouth." Because omg. Is it wrong for me to go all gooey thinking that a Billy eye-contact/smile is more of a snippet-happy-ending payoff line than the actual out-making? Because the the out-making is awesome, but aww.

And in conclusion: AHAHAHHA! And aww. And AAHAHAh, ahah. <3

*RAMBLES*

[scalesandfins]

Oh yeah, and because clearly I did not ramble enough about Joe being absurdly emo in the last post,

"No! Goddammit, Bill, no." Joe shoved his chair back. "I'll marry you, OK, because I started this and because I fucking love you, but Jesus Christ, Billy! I am not! The fucking! Bride!"

Wow, I can totally hear this line. It's that bogus, semidesperate because-I'm-the-dad-and-I-say-so voice, right? The one Joe uses when he's trying to pull something off by casting himself as the guy in charge, assessing the (unreasonable, but he's going to deal as best as he can, of course) situation, getting down to business, etc etc etc, which is also when he calls Billy "Bill". "Hey, hey, what's goin' on back there?" "I'll manage." "He doesn't have a phone; let's go."

Because, y'know, if Joe's going to actually tell Billy "I love you and I want to marry you" and he's not going to pass it off as a joke, he's got to at least pretend that he's the one driving, right? And also that, hey, he's just doing what he has to do; OK, fine, it's a dirty job but he'll do it because he has to. Not like this is actually super-important to him or anything, or that he actually DID start it, or that he's into it enough to get into glittery stationary (hee hee hee). Of course not. He's just number one, dealing with shit as it comes up. Ahem.

*stops talking now, omg sorry*

[brynnmck]

Yes! That's exactly what I was going for--Joe is so absurdly emo, and so bad at hiding it, but that doesn't stop him from putting on the alpha dog act to try. :)

[brynnmck]

EEEEE! *flails* This is, like, the best feedback ever, thank you! I am just thrilled you enjoyed it, and that you found it in character; you're right, the genius of the concept is that it's NOT such a stretch, and I was surprised, writing it, at how easy it was for everyone to fit into place. And since this is probably the only way I'll ever be able to write these boys a happy ending, I found myself getting surprisingly schmoopy about it. :) You are such a wonderful reader, you pick up on all my geeky little details, and it makes me so happy. Thank you!!