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counting cracks in the sidewalks.
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| Fic: We Burned Away |
[13 Aug 2007|12:06pm] |
FOB Fic// We Burned Away// Pete/Patrick // NC-17 // ~1500 words
A/N: This fic contains paranormal behaviour associated with rain. Yeah, I don't know either.
( Under the summer rain )
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| Fruit Loops |
[10 Jun 2007|06:18pm] |
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Fic// Fruit Loops// Spencer and Brendon // PG // inspired by we_are_cities prompt for June 09 07
( even dreaming, Brendon knows this is probably the corniest thing ever )
A/N : A bit of fluff to get me used to writing again, exams are almost over and im planning on writing this huge panic AU (*is asking self why*) and would love help of the 'nag until jody finishes writing fic' sort. If you're up for the job, IM me at Lemonslimas.
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| Non-Fandom fic |
[26 Apr 2007|10:13pm] |
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Vampyre Author: lemonsherry
The man sits on the desolate ground, watching fleetingly as the young, happy, alive children duck beneath the loose chains of the swings.
He wishes beyond anything he could remember being like that; free, without worry and without fear of the sun. What is to everyone else an enjoyable part of nature, is to him more than a mere nuisance. It is the single object which dictates whether he lives or dies.
The pale skin on the back of his hand starts to heat up uncomfortably, and he tries to prepare himself for what is about to happen. He isnt scared, surprisingly, he wants this over. He wants this farce of an existense to end. He loathes having to pierce human flesh to resustain his body with the fluid it runs on, he hates not being able to form relationships because inevitably everyone leaves him to survive for centuries, he despises having to hide in the dark like an undesirable.
But what he hates most of all is the sun, though he welcomes it to do the job he requires now.
It burns.
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| Something More - Standalone |
[06 Apr 2007|02:48pm] |
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Title:Something More (Standalone) Author: lemonsherry Summary: As we walk by each other, our heads all full of bother, we cant look, we cant stop, we cant think, we cant stop. Cause we're stuck in our own paths, and thats the way it always lasts. Pairing:Ryan Ross/ Brendon Urie Rating: R Disclaimer:Not true. The summary contains lyrics from the song 'Paper Boats' by Nada Surf. Author Notes: High School AU fic.
( I need something more from you... )
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| Hide and Seek |
[16 Mar 2007|10:26pm] |
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Title:Hide and Seek Author: lemonsherry Disclaimer:Not true. A/N:Short gen-fic, told from Pete's second-person POV. Title from "Hide and Seek" by Imogen Heap.
( Hide and Seek )
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| Strawberry Swirl (Ice Cream Kisses) |
[12 Feb 2007|02:03pm] |
Title:Strawberry Swirl (Ice Cream Kisses) Author: lemonsherry Summary:One of three stories centred around the development of a relationship, the theme of ice cream being prevalent. Pairing:Travis Mccoy/William Beckett Disclaimer:Not true. None of the pictures used are mine and I claim no ownership. A/N:Even though the Ice Cream challenge at secretsbyramen is over, it was the main idea that inspired these fics.
( Strawberry Swirl )
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| Chocolate Fudge Bar (Ice Cream Kisses) |
[12 Feb 2007|01:53pm] |
Title:Chocolate Fudge Bar (Ice Cream Kisses) Author: lemonsherry Summary:One of three stories centred around the development of a relationship, the theme of ice cream being prevalent. Pairing:Travis Mccoy/William Beckett Disclaimer:Not true. A/N:Even though the Ice Cream challenge at secretsbyramen is over, it was the main idea that inspired these fics.
( Chocolate Fudge Bar )
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| Monster |
[10 Feb 2007|08:08pm] |
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Non- fandom fic
Monster
Though he tries to hide it, it’s obvious to everyone who sees him that something’s wrong. He denies it, smiles abashedly and claims that it’s just a phase he’s going through. ‘Teenage angst and all that, you know.’ He says with a laugh, and cringes inside when he sees that no one believes him. ---
He stays up all hours of the night blasting music into his ears, hoping that maybe it’ll make him numb or at least feel better, like all his friends say it does for them.
It doesn’t work. --- In the mornings when he steps into class, he draws the sleeves of his cotton hoodie closer to his body, drags the abrasive cloth against the still angry red cuts on the pale inside of his arm.
He winces at the pain—just in case someone is watching. He hates himself inwardly because he knows he secretly likes it. --- They find him crouched over the moldy bathtub in the middle of the night. His little sister had woken up wanting her big brother to tell her she was just imagining the blood drinking monsters she knew were under her bed.
She’d found her brother cold and perched on the metal rim of the bathtub, crusted blood at his wrists and a pool of crimson hiding the spots of mildew on the bathtub floor.
She’d screamed and alerted the rest of her clueless household, then sat in the corner of the damp smelling bathroom and trembled quietly while the sounds of sorrow crept from the mouths of the grown-ups.
She’s not sure the monsters underneath her bed will leave her alone now, they weren’t even scared of her brother, and he was the bravest person she knew.
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| Community promo: The Church Of Hot Addiction |
[21 Jan 2007|12:27pm] |
It began with a fated meeting of Gabe Saporta and a Cobra in the desert. Given the challenge of "Teaching hipsters to not take themselves so seriously and telling emo kids to stop being pussies" our messiah has been on a never ending campaign ever since.
His teachings have spawned the amazing SOAP craze, and multiple new slash and gsf pairings previously unwritten. He is Gabe Saporta, he has lust for everything, and he is our God.
The doctrines of our religion are as follows (the list will increase as we further delve into the intricacies of our relgion aka when more followers volunteer more doctrines):
... Gabe Saporta gets you e-high, and his light is electric. ... Treckett > all. the end. ... *Cobra= 'amen'
This community is for all who feel the glory of Gabe shining through them, and who have been blessed by his grace.
Join coha
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| Redécouvrir |
[09 Jan 2007|10:21pm] |
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Title: Redécouvrir Author: lemonsherry Pairing:Travis Mccoy/William Beckett Rating:R, for language Disclaimer:Not true. Summary: You’re fucked if you know why you’re doing this in the first place, why you’re putting pencil to paper after months of practical estrangement from drawing anything. Author Note: Ive taken it upon myself to infer from Travie’s lyrics that he once pursued art (“In art school surrounded by corny fucks debating who’s more depressed’ and ‘To Bob Ross With Love’). Its almost genfic, but the pairing is still hinted at.
( Redécouvrir )
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| Dependable |
[31 Dec 2006|04:42pm] |
Title:Dependable Author: lemonsherry Pairing:Gabe/Maja Rating:NC-17 Disclaimer:Not true. Author Note: Here comes the Het stick Of Doom! But its Gabe and Maja, so…be happy XD. For my honey bunches of oats theacademylove.
( Dependable )
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| Playlist |
[31 Dec 2006|04:24pm] |
Title:Playlist Author: lemonsherry Chapter: Pairing:Travis Mccoy/William Beckett Rating: R A/N: A few drabbles I wrote while listening to a couple of songs. And for all who were wondering, my chaptered fic will soon be updated. Disclaimer:Not true.
( Playlist )
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