I lost sight of Gloria

SO! I don't know how many of you know this, but on Saturday, myself, artmusicsoul and another one of my online friends went to see Empires in Atlanta!

( Incoherent feels are the best feels )

It was, in short, sheer fucking perfection.

I bring fic!!

Title: Shutter
Pairing: Tom Conrad/Max Steger
Rating: PG
Warning: None

Summary: Tom turns his head, catching Max's lips just once. It feels familiar and foreign all at once as Tom pulls back, blinking down at Max.


Author's Note: I mean absolutely zero harm with this, but it seemed like the prompt I had gotten on rockfic.com (Abandoned gas station at night, for the record) really fit this pairing. There is a tiny, very brief mention of Danielle, but it's nothing huge.


::DISCLAIMER:: I OWN NOTHING IN THIS FIC. I MEAN NO HARM. THIS IS JUST FOR FUN.


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Title: Keep Your Head Above
Pairing: Tom Conrad, Spencer Smith GEN
Rating: PG for language
Warnings: None
Word Count: 493

Summary: He meets Spencer's eyes and there's something calming in them as Spencer smiles. Tom returns it, crooked and not quite so easily, but they walk back to Panic's dressing room together, with something like peace spreading through Tom's chest.

Author's Notes: Back in June, I asked for prompts and numbers and such here and I finally got around to working on one of them tonight! seratonation prompted me with the letter 'S', and the one song that I kept coming back to was "Swim" by Jack's Mannequin.

This takes place on the Nothing Rhymes With Circus tour, directly after Tom had been kicked out of TAI. There was a period of a little while wherein Jack's Mannequin opened up for Panic at this point, which is when this is taking place. (Which, okay, some fudging of the time-lines, but I think it's fine.)

::DISCLAIMER:: I OWN NOTHING. THE PREMISE IS MINE. THE TITLE COMES FROM THE JACK'S MANNEQUIN SONG, 'SWIM'.


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I DID IT! I ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING, HOLY SHIT.

*__*

For one of hector_rashbaum's prompts!

6/8/10, M
(Spencer Smith/Nicole Anderson/Ryan Luciani)
Midnight Land - Empires


Title: Tearing Through The Evening
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Spencer Smith/Nicole Anderson/Ryan Luciani
Warnings: Waxplay!
Word count: 1598

Summary: Uh, it's basically just a lot of smut. Because mmm, those three. *_*

::Disclaimer:: I OWN NOTHING AND I DON'T CLAIM TO. THE SONG IS BY EMPIRES, WHICH IS WHERE THE TITLE COMES FROM. And, uh...if you or anyone you know is in this fic...uhhh...don't judge me? XD


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Title: Rolling In The Deep
Author: mayqueen517
Wordcount: 2215
Rating: PG-15-ish
Pairing: Tom Conrad/Andy 'The Butcher' Mrotek
Summary: Something in Tom's chest rolls over, stretching out in welcome, like his cat is finally pleased with him. Butcher's hand slides up to curve around his neck, pulling Tom into a soft kiss.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING. THE IDEA IS MY OWN, THE PEOPLE BELONG TO THEMSELVES. TITLE IS FROM THE SONG BY ADELE.
Warnings: None. Unless I should warn for Werecats?
Author's Notes: Many, many thanks to hector_rashbaum for looking this over as always.

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hardtospark - Jan 6th! (MOAR KEYS 'VERSE, YES!)

Title: But It Remembers You
Fandom: Bandom; Empires
Pairing: Sean Van Vleet/Tom Conrad
Rating: PG
Word Count: 595
Disclaimer:OWN NOTHING. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. HONEST. Written in 35 minutes or so, mistakes are my own!
Author's Note: OOH, more Keys 'verse! Follows To Find, and Four Times Sean Van Vleet Left Tom Conrad (And One Time He Stayed). (Also connected to Found, a companion piece for To Find by faeriefication)
Summary: Sean feels like a fly with only one foot free from flypaper, mind racing frantically as Tom sighs and continues carefully.


Prompt:
“You don’t remember Paris, hon, but it remembers you.”
[The Night You Can't Remember by The Magnetic Fields]

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So, for the month of January, fictionalfaerie, rainbowsyay and I are doing a prompty thing. hardtospark is where we're getting our prompts, ones that fictionalfaerie pulled together from all of us.

Soooo, here's the first piece of fic!

Title: To Find
Pairing: Sean Van Vleet/Tom Conrad
Rating: G
Word Count: 684
Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. HONEST.
Summary: He doesn't know when he first found the keys. They were always around, for as long as he can remember.

::Prompted from this picture.::

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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. )

I wrote this for coldmero, a quick little thing that she asked for. I told her to give me a pairing and a number and voila. (Yeah, informal music is my BF thing. XD)

This is what it turned into!

Pairing: GIRL!Sean Van Vleet/Ryan Luciani (I KNOW, DON'T HATE ME)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 787 words
Warnings: UM. Always-A-Girl Sean Van Vleet? IDEK, GUYS. (DON'T HATE ME)

DISCLAIMER: I SWEAR THAT I OWN NOTHING, I PROMISE, I PROMISE, I SWEAR. Seriously, have a kidney, I'm that serious. I don't mean any harm or anything like that from this, this is fun, it's nothing more, nothing less. It's not even been beta'd! Enjoy!

Title from Hanson's Penny And Me

( He knows the way she likes her coffee, the way she drinks her booze, and best of all, the way to hold her hips when she sinks down on him )