Someone gave me a plaid scarf years ago. I thought it was incredibly ugly and shoved it in the back of my closet. It's been sitting back there, forgotten, ever since. That is, until today, when I pulled it out and went 'Ooh, why don't I ever wear this?' It's still hideous. I recognize this and yet I kind of really love it now.
I blame Ryan Ross. If I start wanting to wear a rosevest to anything other than a costume party, somebody please stage an intervention.
While I'm on the subject of Ryan Ross, I really think he should hop on the questionable facial hair choices bandwagon, mostly for the lulz.
In other news, I think the medley in What a Catch, Donnie is really weird. It may just be me, but I don't get what made them go 'you know what this song needs? A bunch of other people singing snippets of our previous hits!' I mean, I totally love the song itself, but honestly, I'm not sure what would make any song need that. Idk, I just do not understand the thought process there unless it was 'hey, we've talked a bunch of people into doing guest vocals for us, but what the hell are they going to sing?'
Have some recs:
Signs Point to Yes by
bexless | Brendon/Spencer, Frank/Gerard | PG | 4158 words
For the record, Brendon had no desire to go speed-dating at all.
Someone More Like Myself by
maryangel200 | Frank/Gerard | R | 22,764 words
AU. Kid!fic. Gerard is the principal at an elementary school. Young Giuseppe gets into a fight and Gerard has to call his dad, a hotass punk studio musician named Frank.
Lines in the Sand (are meant to be crossed) by
iamtheenemy | Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer | R | 11,000 words
“Hey,” the Sultan grinned, stretching out a hand that Ryan shook. “Nice to meet you.” He eyed Ryan’s boots, jeans, jean jacket and bandana uncertainly. “Are you in costume?” A University of Illinois AU
Notes On Foreheads, But Also On Love by
iridescentglow | Ryland/Alex | R | 5871 words
Ryland and Alex write each other notes… but fail to communicate.
Exactly Where You'd Like Me by
imogenedisease | Jon/Spencer | NC-17 | 2400 words
"Jon Walker tried to take your..." Brendon trails off. "Hmm."
"Virtue," Ryan says darkly.
Chimerical Romantics by
dsudis | Frank/Gerard | NC-17 | 22,315 words.
19th Century AU. There is more he sees, more he feels, more about Frank--about sitting in a dim room, watching him breathe, about brushing the sweat-soaked hair off his forehead, about the strength of his grip when he grabs Gerard's hand in the midst of some fevered nightmare--but those words come out only in poems where nothing seems to rhyme.
Sometimes I Long To Be Landlocked by
tremblings | Jon/Spencer | PG-13 | 22,000 words
Panic breaks up and Spencer has an existential crisis that results in muffins.
“Wow,” Tom says, “Jon, I feel like you moved in with Martha Stewart, but, like, less scary.”
Spencer glares at him.
“Maybe a little bit scary,” Tom says.
Walk The Line by
softlyforgotten | Spencer/Ryan | NC-17 | 35,400 words
Spencer and Ryan go on vacation.
Moving For the Sake of Motion by
insunshine | Spencer/Brendon | NC-17 | 11,454 words
In which Brendon and Spencer are juniors in high school. Ryan, the plucky best friend and Mr. Hall, the history teacher also star.
Till You Make It by
emilyray | Jon/Brendon | PG-13 | 23,000 words
This is weirdly like being asked on an actual date by Jon Walker, Brendon thinks, and then he snorts when he realizes that’s exactly what’s happening. Tom’s watching creepily, so Jon is asking his fake boyfriend out on a fake date so the plan doesn’t get spoiled and Greta doesn’t get to put her step-by-step diagrams into action. High school AU
Build Us In A Bottle by
adellyna | Pete/Ryland | NC-17 | 12,100 words
An AU in which Alex and Ryland have a restaurant/piano bar, Pete tends bar, and Gabe is a well-intentioned douche.
Put Your Sweet Fingers a Little Closer by
mintyfiend | Brendon/Spencer | NC-17 | 6300 words
"Ryan?" Brendon says as soon as Ryan's in earshot. "Has Spencer given up on the whole trying to fuck me thing?"
Spencer Smith Is Not Easily Charmed by
arsenicjade | Jon/Spencer | NC-17 | 7265 words
As they were working the cord free, Ryan said, casually, "I sometimes, uh. I usually have bad taste in people." Jon nodded. "It's driving him crazy that he can't figure out where my intuition was wrong with you."
Yours and Yours Alone by
sweetrecovery | Jon/Spencer, Brendon/Ryan | R | 35,000 words
Spencer is an elementary school teacher living with his roommate and fellow teacher Brendon. When Spencer admits it's been forever since he's dated anyone, Brendon, who is getting over a break-up with Ryan, suggests that Spencer tries online dating.
'Tis The Season by
airgiodslv | Jon/Spencer | NC-17 | 11,907 words
“So,” Gabe said conversationally, sitting down next to him. “You got yourself knocked up.” Fairytale AU
Since we've no place to go by
airgiodslv | Gabe/William | NC-17 | 5222 words
“Bill,” he said, struggling to keep his eyes open and not just continue fucking William into the ground. “I think…I think pollination season’s started.” Side-story to 'Tis the season.
Make The Season Bright by
adellyna | Pete/Ryland | NC-17 | 4300 words
"So," Ryland says, flopping down next to Pete. "I hear we're having a seed pod." "Patrick has a big mouth," Pete says sourly. "I should shut it for him." Part of the 'Tis The Season 'verse.
Take It Off, Stick It In, Etc. by
adellyna| Pete/Ryland | NC-17 | 6700 words
In which Pete and Ryland make a porno the first time they meet because Gabe has poor decision-making skills, Pete has excellent friendship skills, and Ryland is annoyed that Gabe won't shut up and let him finger him.
If You're Not There To Sing Along by
adellyna | Jon/Spencer | PG-13 | 5700 words
It's not that Jon isn't hot. It's that Spencer absolutely, positively cannot fuck up Ryan's band.
Oh, oh, also thank you to
indie_wonka (I love the magnet),
vanitylove_xx (Those pictures are gorgeous and I'm hanging them on my wall as soon as I get some frames), and
sirritwist for the cards!
Hopefully, all mine will go out this week, but I'm not making any promises. I hope nobody minds too terribly much if they don't get them until after Christmas.