I lost sight of Gloria

Have I really just written Doctor Who fanfiction?

For hardtospark; Jan 2nd!

Title: Summertime
Fandom: Doctor Who (Spoilers up to Vincent And The Doctor)
Pairing(s): Amy/Vincent, Amy/Eleven, Eleven/Vincent (implied) (vague mentions of Amy/Eleven/Rory)
Rating: PG-ish
Word Count: 1,511
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. The Doctor and Amy Pond belong to BBC and all that fun stuff. The title is the title of a My Chemical Romance song. Seriously, this is so self-indulgent, you have no idea. Written in 35 minutes!
Summary: Vincent and the Doctor talk, quietly around her as she drifts off into sleep, fingers curled around the toggles of Vincent's shirt.

Prompt: You see I got this American love
A hidden planet in the solar system
Keep your eyes shut, I just cant stand to say goodbye
[American Love by Jack's Mannequin]

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Ahahaha, the other night, I asked fictionalfaerie for a prompt with numbers for an informal music is my bf. And here is THAT response!

Title: Wait
Pairing: Sean Van Vleet/Ray Toro
Word Count: 1322
Rating: G
Warnings: None. It's basically cuddles. In spaaaaccceee. IDEK.
Summary: Rebels in Space, or something like that. Ray talks to Sean who is trying to find the rest of his failboat crew.

DISCLAIMER: I WON THEM IN A CARD GAME, YOU GUYS, THEY'RE ALL MINE. Except for how not really. Honestly, if I ever claim to own these dudes, you guys need to (A) Check my non-existent basement and (B) Have me committed. XD


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Title: Wet Hot American Summer
Author: mayqueen517
Recipient: akire_yta
Prompt: Set-up shenanigans - whether Mike and Kevin keep running into each other, or are set up, or whatever. I just want the oddest (funniest?), coolest way for those two crazy kids to get together. Any other AU/crossover
Summary: Harry Potter themed AU! Kevin is an Obliviator assigned to clean up after Mike's Auror team. There are shenanigans.
Warnings: None
Word count: 3930
Rating: PG-15ish for Mike's language.
Notes to Recipient: I'd had this swirling around in my head for a little while before I got my assignment, and the minute I saw 'any other AU/Crossover', I was just like OH!!!. This was written with a lot of love and I hope that you love it, akire_yta! Merry Christmas!
Thanks, Etc: The usual thanks to hector_rashbaum for cheering me on, as always.


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Yesssssssssss! More DWTS AU! \o/ hector_rashbaum prompted me with blue ink and I interpreted in a really loose way. There's at least some mention of blue at the end? IDEK. XD



Title: Cheek To Cheek
Characters: Girl!Kevin Jonas, Brendon Urie. (Eventual Kevin/Brendon)
Rating: G
Word Count: 1300!

::Disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing. The title comes from a Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers video that I was mainlining while writing it.::

Summary: Week 2 on Dancing With The Stars.



( She settles back against the wall, stretching her legs out and wiggling her toes.  )

So...dr_jasley prompted me with these lyrics: "The future is uncertain, and the end is always near". And this came out of it. Mostly, it's from the first part of the lyrics, but whatever.

This fic DOES feature Always-a-Girl!Tom Conrad, Always-A-Girl!Sean Van Vleet, and brief mentions of Always-A-Girl!Ryan Luciani.

'Cause, mmmm.



Title: You Gotta Thrill My Soul
Pairing: AAG!Tom Conrad/AAG!Sean Van Vleet (Implied future AAG!Tom Conrad/AAG!Sean Van Vleet/AAG!Ryan Luciani)
Rating: NC-17, so, so, so NC-17.
Word Count: 2,246 (!!!)

::Disclaimer: I OWN ZERO, NADA, ZIP, NOTHING. I SWEAR TO GOD. The title is from the same song as the prompt, Roadhouse Blues by The Doors.

Author's Note: If you or anyone you know is in this fic, please, please, please, please for the love of God and everything else: BACK BUTTON. (Seriously, I mean it.)

Summary: "Tell me something interesting," Sean says, tilting her head toward her on the back of the couch.

"I know the future," Tom says after a minute, peeling back the label on her beer, working her thumbnail between the paper and glass.


( She gets flashes of how it's supposed to happen when Sean kisses her again. )

YESSSS. \o/ This can sort of follow Poets Of The Deed, in a way, in that it's Cobra Starship gen, with a majority of the focus on Gabe.


Title: If It Works
Characters: Gabe Saporta, Ryland Blackinton, Nate Novarro
Rating: G
Word Count: 709


::Disclaimer: I own nothing, you know how it goes. The title is actually mine, sort of? It's from the fic itself, so whatever. Meant for entertainment, no profit being made, etc.::


Summary: Nate doesn't ask what he's laughing at, but he digs his fingers in Gabe's hair, combing through it easily and Gabe can't help but settle into it more.

( ...when Nate sighs again, Gabe tilts his head into Nate's stomach. )

OH YEAH. I told myself, when I saw this prompt, I was going to write something a little less smushy, but I really don't care, because these two, UNF.

The prompt was from hector_rashbaum with, Nicole/Spencer, fuzz.


Title: Not A Second
Pairing: Spencer Smith (Panic! At The Disco)/Nicole Anderson
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 886

::Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothingggggg. The title is from the Frank Turner song Vital Signs.::


Summary: He wants to ask her to live with him, he wants to ask her for everything, and when he thinks about asking, his throat closes up and the only thing he can do is to kiss her. He wants to come home to her, and have her tease him about not shaving, or when he's annoyed by Brendon.

( And when she kisses back, he wonders if she's telling him yes to whatever unasked question he's thinking. )

In my prompt post, sullen_hearts prompted me with, Now I'll play and you sing/The perfect way for the evening to begin, and Mike/Chiz, and...this is what happened.

\o/


Title: No Worries
Pairing: Mike Carden/Michael Guy Chislett
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: 941

::Disclaimer: Own nothing, though the title is actually mine from inside the fic, so...I suppose I own that? Idk. The point is, I mean no harm.::


Summary: From the bunks, he can hear Butcher snoring and Bill talking in his sleep and it's comforting; warm, in a way. Mike looks over at Chiz and watches him smile easily, that slightly crooked smile that's wholly Chiz.

( Chiz crowds into his space easily, leaning forward until their chests touch and Mike's leaned back against the arm of the couch with Chiz pressing their lips together. )

I started this a WHILE ago and I've been trying to add to it and all, but nothing I do to it makes sense. So, since that's the case, I figured that I'd go ahead and post it.


Title: When We Can
Pairing: Mike Carden (The Academy Is...)/Victoria Asher (Cobra Starship)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 477

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Author's Note: Another quick ficlet that never turned into more. It's just a bit of porn, really.


Summary: When he pulls up, the air conditioning kicks on, the hum covering up her harsh breathing.

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OMG, I BRING FIC, WHAT?

Title: Dressed In The Scenery
Pairing(s): Mike Carden/Tom Conrad (!!!!!), background Jon Walker/Nicole Anderson
Rating: PG-15
Wordcount: 2,882 (!!!!)
Disclaimer: DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH OF THIS I OWN? NOTHING, THAT'S WHAT. I DON'T OWN THE TITLE (thhhaaatt belongs to Empires, from Under The Bright Lights) OR THE PEOPLE.

Author's Note: This started from a prompt for my 15 characters meme a week or so ago. hector_rashbaum said Mike Carden, Tom Conrad, and William Beckett get stuck in an elevator together. Details! and it morphed into this. I'm really pleased with it and glad that I wrote it, and thank you to hector_rashbaum for the prompt! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Also, the Nicole in the fic is Nicole Anderson (I've linked to a primer I did of her).


Summary: The elevator dings, the doors rattling open even though they should slide and for a moment, Tom can see Mike and Bill both hesitate. It's been years since he was in the same room with both of them; eight years, his brain supplies, helpful as ever.


( They meet in the middle and Tom doesn't worry about what's different or what's the same anymore. )