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[mayqueen517]

Today was kind of awful, because I spent most of it kind of prickly and trying to escape to the bedroom to have a good crying jag and listen to music and veg out. Instead, Gramma wouldn't leave me alone, kept wanting to talk about innane stuff, so I spent most of the day feeling on edge and tense.

I finally came into the living room and put on Doctor Who ('cause Mom got me Season 5. ♥__♥) and was able to destress a little. It also had the added bonus of the fact that Vincent And The Doctor makes me cry like a babyyyyyy, and I could just blame it on Doctor Who.

The sucky part is that what I would really love right now is a hug. I just want someone to hug me and let me hang on and cling to them, but I can't ask for that. It's hard for me to ask for hugs, idk. (It's part of why, when I met Sisky in August, I spent two weeks afterward FLAILING silently, because it was exactly what I needed sometimes, to be able to look back at.) (I will hug the fuck out of you upon meeting you and I LOVE hugs...but it's stupidly hard for me to ask.)

Anyways, the whole point of this is that things have been sucky today, the 3 words thing is amazingly lovely and I can't stop making quiet little heart-eyes at it.



But you know what I wanna do? I wanna break some comments tonight. I don't think I've ever broken 100 comments in this journal. Or any journal, really.

ETA: OH WAIT, I HAVE BROKEN 100 COMMENTS IN THIS JOURNAL BEFORE. Whoops. WHATEVS, LET'S DO IT AGAIN.

So come on, guys. Ask me random questions, let's comment!fic. SOMETHING. Let's do that photo tag thingy. At least, I think that's what it's called. (where someone posts a picture, and the response to it has to be kind of similar? IDK)

Comments

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

I WAS HOPING YOU HEARD THE SIREN CALL OF COMMENTS.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

I AM ALWAYS UP FOR THE SIREN'S CALL OF COMMENTS

i tried listing all my commentfics today - i think i caught maybe 1/3rd of them /o\ I'VE LOST THE SELENA GOMEZ GANGBANG THREAD! OH NOES!

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

OH NOES.

I CAN HELP YOU, I THINK. GIVE ME A FEW.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

i totally keep my brain in other people's heads ljs

but i did also find my sketches from companion!Kevin, and I now wish a zillion words of it already existed (esp. if companion!Kevin and companion!Spencer bump into each other on tour, recognize keys or whatever, and BOND INSTANTLY TO THE WTFUCKERY of the rest of the tour :D)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Ahahahahahahaha, Zom nom nom?

HAH! (http://mayqueen517.livejournal.com/266593.html?thread=1536609#t1536609)

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHA, IT WAS YOU

ah, porn. and memories. but mostly porn :D

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Ahahahaha, yessssss. I knew it was in one of my "cheer me up" posts, and I remembered talking about Zomrad. I'M GOOD LIKE THAT, YO.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

orgies and zombies - i remember having a Very Good Time in this thread

shall we go for the redux? :D i'm game if you are (it's NYE here and i'm sitting at home with the curtains drawn playing fetch with the cats. i'm yours all night if you want me *g*)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

<33333333

NYE is so cruddy for me, but it's not as bad this year as it has been, so I'm thankful for that.


(http://s366.photobucket.com/albums/oo103/Chrissy517/GB/?action=view&current=003e0xc3.jpg)

I'm digging through my photobucket. GRETTTAAAA.

Also, I FEEL LIKE IF YOU ASKED ME, I COULD PROBABLY BABBLE ABOUT WHAS. I'VE GOT SOME ~IDEAS!~ FLOATING AROUND IN MAH HEAD.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

GGGRREEEEETTTTAAAA ~hearts and sighs~

~chinhands~

so, pretty lady, i hear you have some ~ideas~ a-floatin' around....

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

(Greta goes best with Patrick. *nods*)

AND I DO!

====

"Did you plan that?"

"Plan what?" Greta says, smiling at Nicole, blonde hair streaming around her face in the wind as they walk over to see Victoria. Nicole sighs, shaking her head and tugging her scarf closed. She remember Greta, a sweet-faced but devious girl, from school and she knows that if anyone were to pair up Kevin and Mike, it would be her.

"Mike and Kevin?"

"Not particularly. But they are sweet, huh?" she says, winking. Nicole sighs, laughing with her as they step into the warm cafe. Fairy lights hang around, giving the room a softer glow than lamps and Nicole immediately feels at home. (She remembers these same lights from dances at school, seeing glowing fairies dart around (and if Cassadee had her way with them, singing bawdy songs))

"Seriously though, did you set it up?"

"I figured that Kevin would be the best to keep an eye on Mike and his team. I just didn't know how CLOSE of an eye Kevin would keep," Greta says, laughing. Her laughter sends the charmed butterflies in her hair fluttering, bright flashes of blue and black bright against her golden hair. Victoria spots them from her table, lighting up and Nicole sighs, letting Victoria pull her into a hug.

"I wanna be you when I grow up, Greta," Nicole says, propping her chin on her hand as Greta laughs.

"I think I wanna be me too when I grow up."

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

OMFG ♥ eyes!!

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

GO AHEAD, ask me about something, I'll try and drabble it out.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

hehe, okay, you have a choice

you can either solve my problem of what to do with the 'psychic bond' square on my bingo card

OR

Nicole, secret evil overlord (in training)

GO!

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Do they know about the psychic bond or does it just happen? And do they know WHO the other person is? Or is it just a matter of OH, THIS PERSON IS CLOSE or whatever?

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

I have written a few pages, and then got stuck. I think I went the wrong way - dealing with how everyone else sees them rather than them themselves. you gdoc? i can link you in and you can have a read if you feel like rendering an opinion?

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Sure! Invite ChristinaN517@gmail.com and that should work.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

linked you to the second attempt - i got a little into the first attempt and then realized that, hey, KJ soulbonded and then just WALKED AWAY /o\

(also, i keep typing soulboned...oh hai Freud!)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

And ahahahahahahahahhaa

Man, I need to promise myself that I'll actually COMPLETE at least ONE row from my SDS bingo card. >_

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

soul bond is my middle square, and it's the LAST ONE, so it's become my mission to finish, and finish well (dammit!)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

And hmmm. It's good...but it's a little wooden? Like, it all feels very surface. If you wanted to keep it light, maybe try writing it in JONAS 'verse? I think that'd be adorable, ahahaha!

Though, I will say, the phrase IMPRINTED ON YOU LIKE A BABY DUCKLING had me cackling.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

OMG JONAS!VERSE SOULBONDING

season one, where Macy spends half the story leaping out at Nick trying to imprint on him :DD And Kevin manfully passes out ("I DID NOT FAINT, JOE LUCAS, you horrible liar") in the hallway when he accidentally bumps into new student Mike....

~cackles~

y/n/mb?

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

TOTAL YES, DO IIIIITTTTTTT

OMG.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

Kevin walked down the corridor with his nose in his english notes, trying desperately to sort out his Cordelia's from his Ophelia's before the test in first period English. He ducked Macy's awkwardly swung hockey stick, stepped around Joe and Stella's awkward conversation, and opened his locker with an expert tap of his fist.

Nick joined him a moment later, sighing the sigh of a disgruntled mini-genius. "Not soulbonded to Macy yet?" Kevin asked automatically. The joke had ceased to be funny sometime in the first two weeks of the school year, but Kevin was nothing if not persistent. Or consistent. Or maybe both. He hoped that wasn't on the English test.

"No," Nick snarled. "Here." He thrust a sheet of music at Kevin. "Live it, learn it, love it. But mostly learn it." He stalked off down the corridor, scattering students in his wake.

"What's the magic word?" Kevin yelled down the hall after him. He laughed to himself, stuck the music in the back of his folder, closed his lockers, turned, smiling as he opened his mouth to excuse himself past the student blocking his way.

The guy glanced over.

Their eyes locked.

Kevin manfully staggered. He did not swoon and faint, no matter what Joe said. He was a lying liar, who wasn't there anyway.

Unfortunately, most of the rest of the school did see Kevin Jonas meet his soulbond.

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Kevin asked automatically. The joke had ceased to be funny sometime in the first two weeks of the school year, but Kevin was nothing if not persistent. Or consistent. Or maybe both. He hoped that wasn't on the English test.

OMG. <3_<3 KEVIN, ILU MOST.

AND THIS IS AWESOME, TELL ME YOU ARE CONTINUING ON.



(Pssst - It'd be Kevin Lucas for JONAS 'verse)