Distract me. Please

[dancinbutterfly]

I didn't sleep well at all. I had one, long, inescapable dream about being kidnapped, beaten, and sexually assaulted that has followed me out of sleeping into a sickened feeling, out here in the real word. Mmm, fun times. On top of the homework I have due? *shudders

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[mourning_night]

It's so hard to pick. I want to say the whole Prison fic but since I can't pick just one a piece from it this part from Screw Angels please?
“Yeah sure.” Mikey’s a living room fighter but the kitchen is the next best place. Pete has no idea why, but he waits until the episode finishes and Bronx is started on a new one before he joins him

[dancinbutterfly]

So, okay. I remember I wrote a lot of this scene in the bathroom of my mom's house. Random right? But there you go. I was exhausted and stressed out but I had a point to make and that was how how far Pete's come. The whole "living room fighter" thing is something I noticed about people. People have places they liked to fight - my parents always fought in the bedroom, my mom and I fight in the kitchen, my sister likes to scream in hallways. People have places they fight and knowing them is part of knowing their habits.

Pete's just back from living 24/7 with a Mikey Way he knows. The whole scene is just...It's the thing that pushes the scales. Pete's finally a grown up - he's a dad, he's learned to react to people - be in a relationship and interact. He's still in love but he's better now. Closer to whole.

[mourning_night]

The places to fight thing really stuck with me because I've seen it so often in real life but in fic characters just fight anywhere.

[silentdescant]

FREAKY DREAM. D:

ok, so this is kind of a long snippet, but I figure you won't have a problem talking about it. from prisonfic.

He looks just like he came to the privacy of the closet to die. The guy was going crazier every day, anyway. Suicide isn’t that unlikely. It’d be perfect if it weren’t for the fact that Bob Bryar is crouched over him, face a grim mask

[chuckaloonie]

“Five years and you never said it, never once. How the hell was I supposed to know when you were pushing me, hell encouraging me, to fuck other people?” His hands grip Brian’s shoulders so hard it hurts a little. “And don’t say you didn’t, because you did. You encouraged me. You practically pushed me at Bert and Adam, and you just fucking pushed me away even it was just you and me

[mizubyte]

HOLY SHIT. LOL i'm gonna go change mine now

[mizubyte]

mmm this is hard for me because I get to hear so much of your process with all your recent fics (i love it bb, never stop)

but so--

Gerard turns away from her, about to comment on how maybe they should text Mikey about this, and finds himself staring down at Frank. He’s grinning up at Gerard, mouth loose, eyes bright, thick black hair hanging in his face. Gerard wants to reach out and brush it back because fucking hell, as the Brits say, he is beautiful

[dancinbutterfly]

I conducted my love affair with Paul on the trains and train stations when I was 21. I also did a massive photography project on the London Underground and I know the system pretty well for someone who isnt a Londoner and there's just...something magic about the Tube. So, this whole thing is my minilove letter to the subway trains of the Underground and the way, if you let it, it can be a whole other world. Marvelous shit can happen, hence the mention of Neverwhere and London Below. You put Gerard and Frank in this other world and it opens doors. There's sometihng about the light down there too that just makes everything look beautiful in a completely different, yellow sort of way that daylight and above-ground lighting lacks

[rosykate]

Jesus, that sounds awful. I hate nightmares like that - I can never fall back asleep afterwards.

Okay, my love for this fic is already well documented, but whatthefuckever, I'll ask about it anyway.

"So, hottie in the Avenged Sevenfold shirt told me she thinks you have beautiful breasts," Frank tells her at an after party one time

[dancinbutterfly]

Mikeys answers to the questions Frank has are as follows

[rosykate]

That was glorious. *hugs*

Needless to say, Gerard was pretty wounded she didn't tell him first, what with him coming out to her first and all.

That is so perfectly GERARD, I can't even stand it. And bb!scenequeen Mikey (OF COURSE SHE GETS THE GIRL) will never not make me :DDDDD

[dancinbutterfly]

I blame this and you for the 2K of girl!Pete I just wrote. Your fault. Yours.