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if you comment to say "write it!" i will cry, for serious
Last night I had a dream about a giant AU where all the dudes in bandom were, like, sex robot concubines? So they're all just sitting around getting, like, programmed and trained and waiting for their masters to come and get them, but then two of the sexbotutes FALL IN LOVE and it is all ANGSTY AND FORBIDDEN AND ~~~WRONG~~~~.
I don't even know, you guys. Seriously, what? WHAT?
(In the dream the two dudes who fell in love were totally Pete and Mikey though. At least SOME things stay predictable in my crazy brain?)
I don't even know, you guys. Seriously, what? WHAT?
(In the dream the two dudes who fell in love were totally Pete and Mikey though. At least SOME things stay predictable in my crazy brain?)
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FALLIN' IN LOVE
IT'S SO WRONG YET SO RIGHT
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''It's not my fault! It's the friction! And it was only one table!"
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AND THAT PURPOSE IS NOT TO BONE EACH OTHER, HELLO
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But Mikey doesn't care! He likes Pete, damnit!
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... yeah, sorry.
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I MIGHT HAVE A LOVEBOT PROBLEM. I BLAME PATRICK.
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WHY NOT INDEED
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The rest of me is just going "\o/\o/\o/ I WANT TO REEEEEEEEEAD THAT!"
And then the greedy part of me pipes up with "Fuck that, I want this to turn into a fucking GENRE"
... well, if "fuck or die" can be it's own genre I don't see why sex robot concubines can't be. *harumph*
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