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Ahahaha...so I'm house sitting this weekend, if you couldn't tell. I have internet, but no messengers, so you can either nab me through email (spillthesunshine517@yahoo.com) OR through here.

Mostly, I'm reading the Song of Fire And Ice series, and holy god, can I please just bring Dany home? Please? Also, one Drogo to go with her as well. I finished Game Of Thrones and am now preparing to start A Clash Of Kings, EXCITED.

I watched the HBO series and fell utterly in love, especially with Ned Stark (Sean Bean is my maaaaaaaaannnn, you guys. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH) even though my favoritefavoritefavorite is still Tyrion.

ANYWAYS, ENOUGH BABBLE:

Let's have a comment fest all in this thing, oh my god. I kind of wanna break my comments like whoa, because, y'know, why not.

ALSO - let's do this: Leave me a pairing in my comments and I'll do some sort of 5 times thingy. Because I love those. ♥ ♥

Also, can I just say that as much as I DON'T like Dumbo, I love the little mood icon for pleased. IT'S SO ADORABLE AND SWEET.

It is possible that I'm a little hyper (GUYS, I SPENT LIKE, 3 HOURS IN THE POOL AND THEN MOM BROUGHT MOLLY OVER SO SHE COULD DO HER WATER THERAPY AND SHE'S DOING SO WELL, I LOVE IT) and really happy to be away from my Grandmother. Also, Tilly (Cina's puppy...around the same age as Molly, but she's a pit bull, and god love her...she's got the head of a truck, jesus) is cuddling me like crazy.

ANYWAYS: COMMENT BREAKING COMMENCE!

Date: 23 Jul 2011 18:39 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fictionalfaerie.livejournal.com
Have fun house sitting!
And, silly girl, you could always go to AIM.com and use AIM express- no downloads necessary! Comes with FB chat, too! XD

Date: 23 Jul 2011 19:54 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
If this was Cina's personal laptop, then I would...however, it's technically her work laptop (hello, dinosaur) and I'm not sure if that would sit well with it. So we did clear LJ and email, but yeaaah, lol

Date: 23 Jul 2011 19:37 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kelpierocks.livejournal.com
Please see my status on FB and if you need something to occupy some of your time this evening... ;)

Pairing, Sav and Viv. ;)

Date: 23 Jul 2011 19:52 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
Ahahaha, I'm not on a personal laptop, technically? I'm on Cina's work laptop, and we ended up clearing my email, here, and maybe Tumblr for where I can go without getting her in trouble. So no facebook. :-/

And oooh. Give me some time to think on that one, it's been a while since I wrote anything with Leppard. <3
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
1

They'd been watching a movie, Viv thinks. It's an arbitrary thought, really, considering that the menu has long since stopped looping on the TV and it's gone to a blank blue screen. Against his side, Sav is a warm, heavy weight, long hair fallen into his eyes and without thinking, Viv reaches over and pushes it back. He yawns, pulling his own hair out from underneath himself as he settles down, shifting both he and Sav.

Sav grumbles in his sleep, mumbling something that Viv doesn't pick up and doesn't care to see what he said as they settle down. The pillows are soft, just a touch too soft, Viv thinks, yawning hard again. His jaw feels like it's creaking and his eyes are burning as he squirms on the bed.

He rolls over once, onto his side with his back facing Sav for a minute. Sav drapes over him almost immediately and Viv huffs out an amused sigh, shaking his head before he closes his eyes. At the very least, he thinks, he won't have to worry about getting cold in the night.


2

"Why exactly do I always wake up on you?" Sav says, bleary and yawning. Viv groans, clearing his throat in the early morning. It's more often than Viv would think, even though he doesn't say that to Sav. He mumbles something before burying his face back into the pillow. Sav snorts, sitting up in bed as he lightly shoves at Viv.

"Don't oversleep," he says, and Viv can hear him padding off to the bathroom. Viv rolls his eyes, yawning hard and rubbing his face against the fabric of his pillow.

(Later, when Viv does oversleep, he places the blame squarely onto Sav's shoulders. Sav, unappreciative, retaliates by chasing him around the venue.)


3

They've just played on three different continents, Viv thinks. Well, he thinks it, but he's pretty sure it slips out, given how Sav laughs softly. They're on the plane back home and Viv is pretty sure he never wants to see another plane.

"Who the hell decided it was a good idea?" Viv grumbles, pushing his hair back from his face. The plane is like every other plane, but it doesn't stop Viv from looking around, hoping to see some different detail or whatever.

"Joe," Sav says, mutinously, even though Viv clearly remembers Sav getting exceedingly excited about the whole endeavor. They taxi off the runway and Viv closes his eyes, feeling fuzzy and a little murky after taking something for his nerves. It's the first he's been able to relax and when he starts to drift off, he barely registers Sav shifting and tugging on Viv lightly.

"Go to sleep, idiot," he says softly, letting Viv's head rest on his shoulder. Viv yawns, shifting and squirming more until he's almost completely propped against Sav. He goes to sleep like that, smelling Sav's shampoo faintly, and the smell of the airplane isn't so bad like that, he thinks.


4

They're on the bus the next time Viv wakes up with Sav. The only difference is that he's the one pressed up against Sav's side. They're barely squished onto the couch in the back lounge and Viv can feel his feet hanging off the edge as he attempts to shift around.

Sav makes a noise, thick with sleep as he blinks down at Viv. Viv's head shifts down to Sav's stomach before they sit up. They blink sleepily at each other and Viv knows that both of them are just going to go back to sleep. They've learned after a few years of touring (trial and error is the best teacher) that if you manage to grab some sleep, don't attempt to move or you'll lose it.

"Keep your bloody elbow out of my bloody spleen," Sav says sleepily, shifting around as he makes room for Viv. It's not often that this happens, not really, but Viv can't help but be grateful for it. It's nice, curling up with a friend, even if it can be awkward.

"Keep your bloody spleen out of my bloody elbow," Viv replies, yawning as he shifts down. His head is just close enough to Sav's stomach to press against it and he hears Sav's huff of laughter as he drifts back to sleep.
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com


5
Viv is not entirely sure how Rick managed to find this place, but he swears that as soon as he does, he's going to beat him. Preferably with something of his own.

"You look like I feel," Sav comments, grinning as he eases down onto the air mattress. Around them, the tent billows in and out of the wind and Viv can hear everything. Seriously, he is going to kill Rick Allen.

"So you're feeling like murdering Rick then, are you?"

"I figured I could bribe Joe into putting a pillow over his face. He'd get himself outta trouble easier than I could," Sav says, snickering as Viv laughs. He's tired and his back hurts, but all in all, at least it isn't raining. He says as much as Sav groans, covering his face up with a pillow (THOSE, at least, are decent).

"Vivian, if it starts raining, I'm going to smother YOU," Sav says, laughing. Viv snorts and settles back on the bed. It's too dark to even attempt to see anything, but he thinks he can just make out the shape of Sav beside him. He squirms on the bed, trying to get comfortable (well, as comfortable as one can get on an air mattress in a tent) as Sav sighs.

"Remind me why we're doing this again?" Sav asks, flopping onto his back. Viv's eyes are starting to adjust after the lantern, the dark slowing becoming light and Viv thinks that maybe there's a lyric or two in that. He can see the outline of Sav's hands, idly tapping on his own chest.

"Because Rick asked us to," Viv says. And it's true, Rick had asked them to come to one of these things for Raven Drum and all, but Viv is pretty sure Rick never mentioned anything about camping.

"Why do we always end up sleeping together?" Sav blurts out. Viv startles as Sav coughs, continuing, "I mean, not that I mind, it's just. Kind of strange."

"I dunno. I never thought about it, I guess?"

"Yeah," Sav says, and there's a moment, just a single moment that the wind picks up and the rustle of leaves is all around them. It masks the sound of Sav pushing up onto his elbow and leaning over. It takes Viv by surprise, only for a moment, when Sav presses their lips together. It's not a particularly passionate kiss, or even a particularly notable kiss. But it's nice in the way that Viv's always kind of thought kissing Sav would be. It's a weird thing, however, to think about kissing your band mate and to actually do it.

"Is that why?" Viv asks, idly, licking his lips. His eyes still haven't adjusted to the dark completely, but he doesn't need to see Sav to see the smile on his face.

"I think so," Sav says, leaning down to kiss him again. This time, they linger, taking their time to map each other out before Viv pulls back, just enough.

"We are not doing this in a tent," he murmurs, making Sav laugh.


And 1 time they did...

"You sure we should do this?" Viv asks against Sav's lips. Sav's pressed against him completely, crowding him back against the inside of the door to the hotel room.

"Shut up and get on the bed," Sav replies, kissing him hard. Viv shudders, letting out a muffled moan before he pushes against Sav, rubbing their cocks together. Sav chokes off a moan, biting at Viv's lower lip until he's gasping for air.

They strip quickly, without preamble and when Viv falls back onto the bed, Sav following, he laughs breathlessly.

"Why haven't we been doing this all along?" Viv asks, gasping hard and arching his hips up as Sav wraps a firm hand around his cock.

"Because we're idiots," Sav says, laughing as they kiss.
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
It's been longer than I can really even say since I wrote anything Leppard...it's hard to go from feeling inspired with it to feeling completely uninspired. Not very fun, so I'm pretty pleased that I was able to do this one for you!

And ahahaha, we'll see, perhaps!

Date: 23 Jul 2011 19:51 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] akire-yta.livejournal.com
hi, comment meme, hiiii

tell me 5 things about Tom/Sean (we'll start easy. Steph made me write Tom/Joe J the other day, we'll work up to that *g*)

or, tell me five things about Nic and puppies (because the only thing cuter than Nic is Nic+PUPPIES)

oror, tell me five things about Kevin and Nic's bff-ery?





Date: 23 Jul 2011 19:56 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
Ahahaha, I don't think I could even attempt anything with Empires and the Jonas Brothers. LIke, I adore both sets of dudes, but I just don't think it would translate well to writing. I think that, at most, it'd be a "lolol meeting the jonas brothers" and that's it.

And I will get back to you on those! :-)

Date: 23 Jul 2011 20:03 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] akire-yta.livejournal.com
it was for kink bingo. she is eeevvvvvvviiiiiillllll

and yay! ~sealclap~

Date: 23 Jul 2011 20:23 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sleepherealone.livejournal.com
Gabe/Patrick!

5 times Gabe helped Patrick

Date: 24 Jul 2011 03:26 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
(this was meant to be kind of light-hearted and turned a little intense there at the end, ahaha. ♥)

1 - It's funny, they were kids (well, Patrick more of one) the first time that they met, but Gabe ended up taking care of Patrick even then. Patrick was this kid who was alternately sure of himself and unsure and something about that made Gabe want to pet him and coo over him, even if he was pretty sure it would get him bitten or something. Patrick was always sort of fierce.

It's nice, though, to get along immediately with someone, especially someone who's as awesome as Patrick (and Gabe knows awesome). They become friends through conversations about music and about the media and about how media can sometimes ruin music.

When Patrick starts worrying that maybe this band isn't going to make it (which is stupid, Gabe thinks, because seriously, this band is going to change the fucking world), Gabe slings an arm around him and lets him fret. It's only after that that Gabe makes one bitchin' grilled cheese sandwich and makes Patrick eat. He likes cooking for his friends, he likes taking care of them and Patrick seems pretty amused by the whole thing (but he doesn't turn it down, even if Gabe used the wrong cheese).

2 - Patrick gets sick on Warped. It's kind of funny, in a sad way, that Patrick is the one person who manages to get a cold in the middle of summer. Everyone's cleared off the bus (Pete in with My Chem, Joe and Andy hanging out with TAI) so Patrick's settled in by himself. Gabe barters way too much (his last pack of wet wipes, his last pair of clean underwear, and most of all, two packs of strings) in order to have control of a real kitchen.

He's not a great cook, he knows that, but he can make one hell of a stew, so he throws everything he likes into it and adds more spice than almost he can stand. He knows from Pete that Patrick can't taste anything and he doesn't think anything of smacking William's hand away from sneaking a taste.

"Why are you doing this?" William asks, perched atop the counter like some weird, gangly bird of prey (Gabe thinks about telling him that, but he's about 90% sure that William won't find it as funny as he does). He bites on one of his nails, worrying at it. Gabe reaches out and nudges him before he pulls it into the quick, quirking his lips up. He's got to get this done before sound check, before their spot on the stage, and Gabe takes a taste of the stew, humming.

"I like taking care of people, dude. I'm like a Jewish mother," he says, offering the spoon as William tastes it, nodding at the taste before he hops down.

"I need to go to sound check; I'll see you later?"

"Sure," Gabe says, hip checking him just to hear William laugh softly. Later, when he takes the stew to Patrick (stuffy and bleary looking, even though he gratefully takes the stew), he tells him the same thing. Patrick nods slowly, smiling.

"Thanks, dude."

"No prob. I'll grab you after the show or something, cool?"

"Yeah, cool," Patrick says, squeezing Gabe's arm in thanks quickly. Gabe grins at him, walking out of the bus with a pleased, warm feeling in his gut.

Re: 5 times Gabe helped Patrick

Date: 24 Jul 2011 03:27 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
3 - Patrick off tour is way different than Patrick on tour. For one thing, he pads around the house constantly in ratty sweats, even uglier t-shirts, and no hat. Gabe's kind of amazed that Pete hasn't blabbed all about it yet.

"You don't have to stay here, you know," Patrick says, watching Gabe walk through the door. Patrick looks like he hasn't slept in days and for all Gabe knows he hasn't. Pete had called him, late in the night (or early in the morning, depending on how you looked at it), asking him to go check on Patrick.

"Maybe I wanna cuddle with you, dude. You ever think of that?" Gabe teases, wrapping Patrick up in a tight hug. He laughs into Gabe's shirt, letting him hold on for a long moment (longer than he normally would, Gabe thinks) before pushing back.

"Well, you're gonna have to wait until I'm done with this song," he says, leading Gabe down to the studio. It doesn't take long before Patrick's absorbed by the music and Gabe's more than content to listen. He likes watching Patrick work, likes the soothing and easy way he pulls beats forward and pushes vocals back.

Patrick pops his neck during a break and rubs at it, yawning. Gabe watches him closely before he stands up, starting to rub Patrick's neck for him.

"Why do you like taking care of people?"

"'Cause I do. It's nice to take care of people, 'cause I know that one day I might need it. And dude, good karma is never to be turned down," Gabe says, digging his thumb in so that Patrick makes a noise, tilting his head down even further. Gabe can feel the tension in his neck slipping away and he grins in satisfaction.

"Plus, Pete's fucking annoying when he's concerned about you," Gabe says, joking, but laughing with Patrick all the same. Patrick leans back into his hands, sighing to himself as he smiles up at Gabe.

"Well. Thanks," Patrick says, soft and smiling as he squeezes Gabe's wrist. That's one of Gabe's favorite things about Patrick. He's not one for very many hugs, but Gabe's learned to figure out what each squeeze means. One on the shoulder is him being grateful, one on the arm is usually some sort of warning (reserved mostly for Pete), and the one on the wrist is a new one. Gabe grins though, leaning down to smack a dramatic, wet kiss onto Patrick's forehead.

He groans, laughing as he swats and Gabe. Grinning, Gabe flops back into his chair to keep watching him cajole the track into what he wants to hear.

4 - "I'm just saying, at some point, you are seriously going to have to put your foot down and tell Pete to be more gentle. I can give him pointers if you want," Gabe says to Patrick, cackling when Patrick swats at him, scowling. He looks like he did when they first met and it makes Gabe laugh more.

"Fuck you," Patrick says mulishly. He's cleaning up the scrapes on his arms and legs from where Pete (and Dirty) crashed into him, but Gabe can never resist making Patrick scowl. He kind of understands Pete a little better about it now, too.

"Hey, no, shut up. Let me," Gabe says, plopping down onto the floor and taking the peroxide from Patrick. He cleans the scrapes with it easily, snickering when Patrick curses under his breath.

"Mother hen complex going strong," Patrick says dryly.

"Nah, nagging Jewish mother," Gabe says, grinning as he wipes the scrapes down easily. Patrick sighs, watching him as he shakes his head, fond and easy.

"Gonna tell me to find a nice Jewish girl to marry?" Patrick asks.

Gabe laughs, "Maybe a nice Jewish man, what do you think?"

Patrick watches him for a long moment before grinning. He doesn't look so peeved now, or tired and Gabe feels pretty fucking smug that it's because of him.

"Maybe," Patrick says, leaning down determinedly to press his lips against Gabe's. It is not the first, second, third, or even fourth time they've kissed. It's not even the fifth. But it is the first time that Gabe can remember being speechless during it. He blinks up at Patrick who grins at him, wicked and pleased.

"Thanks, Gabe," he says, standing with a wince as he takes the peroxide and tissues before walking off.

Re: 5 times Gabe helped Patrick

Date: 24 Jul 2011 03:28 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
5 - "You probably shouldn't punch him, but if you ask really nicely, I'll let you punch me," Gabe says, pushing the door closed with his hip. He's not sure what set Patrick off (he knows Pete said something, but that's nothing; Pete's always saying something to piss someone off), but he's perfectly willing to put himself in the line of fire, so to speak.

"I'm not gonna punch him. Also, which him are we talking about?"

"There's more than one?"

"Dude, I don't care what Pete says anymore onstage. No, Andy was being a dick about space on the bus," Patrick says, blinking as Gabe laughs. Patrick flashes a grin, still hanging onto the edges of annoyance, but Gabe can feel the tension sliding away from the room.

"You can still punch me if you want," Gabe offers, half-serious, half-joking as Patrick watches him for a moment. He walks forward and Gabe's come to utterly fucking love when Patrick pins him back (which happens more than people would think, really) against the wall. They kiss, hard and hot, and so fucking dirty that Gabe would almost blush if anyone saw them.

They kiss for long enough that the only reason they part is for air. Gabe grins, grinding against Patrick easily.

"I'm not gonna punch you," Patrick says, sliding his thumb over Gabe's nipple in a way that he knows Gabe likes. They've spent way too many weeks learning each others body for this comment to be anything other than a lead in. Gabe's surprised at how his stomach jumps when Patrick leans in, eyes intense behind his glasses.

"I need you to ask me," Patrick says softly. They've talked about this, about Patrick being unsure of what to give and Gabe knowing what he wants. They've talked about leading up to this and now that it's on them, Gabe knows what to do.

Leaning forward, he asks.


(Iiiiiiiiiiiii did not realize I got that wordy, whoops! XD Hope you like it! ♥)

Date: 23 Jul 2011 20:54 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] promisethstars.livejournal.com
HI HI HI

I am home from work because MY FUCKING TOOTH AND EAR AND EVERYTHING HURTS D: SO YOU MAYBE EMAIL ME PROFUSELY ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING :D (let's chatfic Lizzie verse tho seriously).

AND TELL ME ABOUT JON WALKER AND JOE TROHMAN. BECAUSE STONER BOYFRIENDS.

Date: 24 Jul 2011 01:08 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkichan.livejournal.com
5 things about Jon/Ryan :D?

P.S. your moodtheme always makes me super nostalgic and happy!

5 Ways Jon and Ryan stopped fighting

Date: 24 Jul 2011 02:09 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
(unapologetic comment!fic ahoy!)

1 - Jon's always really good about pushing Ryan's buttons and Ryan's always good about responding. That's obviously not the best thing in the world. However, they will always stop fighting if something makes them laugh. It's like if they laugh, they forgot they were even fighting.

2 - Tom Conrad got really annoyed with Jon calling to bitch. It sounds ridiculous, but after the twelfth call at 4am, Tom had to put his foot down. (However, Tom's really good at diffusing the situation for the most part. He knows when Jon's being more of an ass than usual, and he's pretty good at figuring Ryan Ross out.)

3 - Sex.

4 - Sometimes, when they're fighting, Jon just gets so fucking tired of it all. And Ryan does too, but Ryan's way more clear on holding his ground and holding onto the fight than he is about letting it go. So when Jon gets tired and just sits down and STOPS fighting, Ryan realizes that he's maybe gone a touch too far. There's not any kind of apology, per se, but it at least stops the fighting and they can pretend like everything's okay.

5 - Sometimes they don't stop fighting. Sometimes they keep fighting. But, in a way, the fact that they don't stop sometimes MAKES them stop? Like, when they're on week two of the fight about who didn't flush the toilet, they realize it's stupid and they should stop. Again, it doesn't mean they APOLOGIZE, but the fighting stops, and sometimes that's all that matters.


And omg, I LOVE this mood theme. I'd had my Cobra one for SO long and I loved it, but I had kind of been wanting something else for a while. So when I saw this, and I saw all the delightful bits about it, I was like OMFG!! ♥ ♥

Re: 5 Ways Jon and Ryan stopped fighting

Date: 24 Jul 2011 02:43 (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mayqueen517.livejournal.com
I feel like neither of them is the type to apologize easily, especially Ryan. But most especially Jon, really. The trouble is that they fight in kind of the exact same way, all tense words that devolve into hurtful words and it just keeps getting worse.



And doooooo ittttttt.

Date: 24 Jul 2011 05:08 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 15dozentimes.livejournal.com
write me something 5 timesy about:

empires gen-nanigans and/or

zack/nicole and/or

nicole/ian and/or

ian/brendon and/or

brendon/dallon and/or

spencer/nicole (with optional brendon)

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