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schmericaI have so much fondness and love for Pete/Mikey AU fic it's almost sickening. Seriously. Their stupid little faces, I don't even know! Boooooooooooys.
Man, but using del.icio.us to find stories by just searching for "pete/mikey" or "mikey/pete" as a tag is surprisingly frustrating, though. Just because they're used as a secondary pairing so often, because while I'm sure Gerard/Patrick (or whatever) is a lovely and intriguing pairing in its own right, it's not what I'm in the mood to read, with the other guys wandering off together in the background. My life: so hard.
My unfinished story folder has two files in it right now. One of them is my abandoned DS Match fic, the first 1000 words of angsty AU where Fraser is a medieval monk -- which, the IDEA is totally awesome, but the actual story is horrifically sucky. Not interesting sucky, either, just boring and vague and ungrounded with no real action or plot. So you're not going to see that.
The other file, though, is from a Canadian actor RPF I started the day after I posted the Katie Heigl/Callum Keith Rennie story. I can't remember where I was planning to go with this at all, but I know it would have been extraordinarily pretty, and smooching and sexin' was gonna happen. So, here you go, the whole 60 words I got down on it:
This time, Callum's the last one to get to the hotel room. Sandra and Molly have both already made themselves at home -- Molly's cross-legged on the bed with a glass of orange juice, stripped down to her bra and a pair of jean shorts, while Sandra is sitting in her stocking feet in the armchair, flipping through a magazine.
Awesome pairings the random generator has been me in the last five minutes: Mikey Way/Joe Trohman; Vicky-T/Brendon Urie; Spencer Smith/Gabe Saporta; Jon Walker/Gerard Way; Ray Toro/Ryan Ross; Travis McCoy/Vicky-T; Gabe Saporta/Gabe Saporta.
(I had to edit those out so I did not just give you every pairing I got with Mikeyway. He's not even my favorite in MCR -- that's Gerard -- and I totally support his real life marriage happiness, and yet. I want to see him make out with EVERYBODY, you guys!)
And then the last one it gave me was Pete/Patrick. All together: awwwwww.
Also, the last few days have really brought in focus the main problem I have with writer's block, which is not so much the feeling of not creating something -- which, yes, can really really really suck, but which I can come to terms with after a while -- as the fact that it makes it SO MUCH HARDER to bribe people into writing stuff for you. I could say "write me a sentence or paragraph of pete/mikey and I'll give you a cookie!", but internet cookies are not a very valuable form of currency.
Man, but using del.icio.us to find stories by just searching for "pete/mikey" or "mikey/pete" as a tag is surprisingly frustrating, though. Just because they're used as a secondary pairing so often, because while I'm sure Gerard/Patrick (or whatever) is a lovely and intriguing pairing in its own right, it's not what I'm in the mood to read, with the other guys wandering off together in the background. My life: so hard.
My unfinished story folder has two files in it right now. One of them is my abandoned DS Match fic, the first 1000 words of angsty AU where Fraser is a medieval monk -- which, the IDEA is totally awesome, but the actual story is horrifically sucky. Not interesting sucky, either, just boring and vague and ungrounded with no real action or plot. So you're not going to see that.
The other file, though, is from a Canadian actor RPF I started the day after I posted the Katie Heigl/Callum Keith Rennie story. I can't remember where I was planning to go with this at all, but I know it would have been extraordinarily pretty, and smooching and sexin' was gonna happen. So, here you go, the whole 60 words I got down on it:
This time, Callum's the last one to get to the hotel room. Sandra and Molly have both already made themselves at home -- Molly's cross-legged on the bed with a glass of orange juice, stripped down to her bra and a pair of jean shorts, while Sandra is sitting in her stocking feet in the armchair, flipping through a magazine.
Awesome pairings the random generator has been me in the last five minutes: Mikey Way/Joe Trohman; Vicky-T/Brendon Urie; Spencer Smith/Gabe Saporta; Jon Walker/Gerard Way; Ray Toro/Ryan Ross; Travis McCoy/Vicky-T; Gabe Saporta/Gabe Saporta.
(I had to edit those out so I did not just give you every pairing I got with Mikeyway. He's not even my favorite in MCR -- that's Gerard -- and I totally support his real life marriage happiness, and yet. I want to see him make out with EVERYBODY, you guys!)
And then the last one it gave me was Pete/Patrick. All together: awwwwww.
Also, the last few days have really brought in focus the main problem I have with writer's block, which is not so much the feeling of not creating something -- which, yes, can really really really suck, but which I can come to terms with after a while -- as the fact that it makes it SO MUCH HARDER to bribe people into writing stuff for you. I could say "write me a sentence or paragraph of pete/mikey and I'll give you a cookie!", but internet cookies are not a very valuable form of currency.
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28/10/07 19:40 (UTC)Nostalgia by impertinence (http://impertinence.livejournal.com/314705.html)
And this? The Way Your Make-up Stains my Pillowcase by valerielewis (http://www.valerielewis.net/badbadbadbadman/makeup.html) It has pete/mikey in the background, but it's hilarious pete and gerard. so much love. *bg*
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28/10/07 23:07 (UTC)