This is an entirely public journal, since I'm too lazy to f-lock anything.

I have no friending policy at the moment. Friend at will, I will probably friend you back.

On to the actually important thing: fic.
I've decided a master post might be good. So here it is.

( The List )

I'm back from the blindingly bright and yet cold as fuck snowglobe town. Yes, there is a place where the temperature never reaches the double digits, there is snow all over the ground, and people walk around in t-shirts in the never ending sunshine.


anywho. obviously, there has been no work done on fic, since i was with my family and sans laptop. But, i think there should only be a couple thousand words left. who knows. but, my laptop is being weird as hell, so I'm handwriting first when I can, and backing up files religiously. hope it's just that it missed me and isn't used to working.

right, well, now i have to go to sleep, since i've got school early in the morning. like, an actual class as oposed to my usual 1 & 1/2 hrs to read and relax in the library. this is not going to end well.

Also, I'm really excited that there is good fic being posted right as i get back. it's nice, makes me feel special.

oh, and i downloaded Bang, but i have yet to listen. I'm excited, though.

I leave tomorrow for the snowglobe. And i won't be back until Tuesday, so I'm missing the first day of second semester, which stresses me out a little, but what can you do?

So, I maybe also completely definitely started another fic (or two). Yeah. I've got around 7 pages handwritten, a basic plot premise (with, like, actual events happening and a climax and everything. Which is strange for me. Because there are plans). Also, I had another stray idea while brushing my teeth, which is how disney!au was born. I haven't actually worked anything out for that, but it might be fun.

BBB wordcount: 15,000+ I really did only sign up for the first wave. Also, I don't think this is stopping for a while. It just wants to keep going. Pretty sure this is officially the longest thing I've written as a solid thing. And I only started three weeks ago, max.

Guess my writing class conditioned me into writing a hell of a lot more than normal in any amount of time.

So, just for shits an giggles, the range of my math scores this year:

85, 94, 68, 92, 72, 85, 98

for serious. And all of these units are pretty dependent on the other. What the hell?

Anyways. I really like The Cruel One by Gold Motel (I finally listened to any of Greta's new stuff. Way to be on top of things, I know.) and I can't get over how much i love the like, and how apt a twitter name that was Z, thanks for telling me before I even knew it.

I go to see my sister in her snow globe town in Idaho next week. They had 24 inches of snow the other day. I have no warm, snow-clothes. But i love snow, so.

Big Bang wordcount: 10,900.... and we had work time in lit today, but i didn't feel like working on the project, so i handwrote a ton of fic instead.

Also, also. My guitar is fixed. no more buzzing!!

ETA: Completely forgot, but. This picture.

Firstly, my cat just mauled me. My left hand is a now a collection of band-aides holding my thumb and index finger together. Why did she maul me, you ask? She fell out of my lap. I have the least graceful cat in the history of cat's. Fell out of my lap. seriously.

But I got to see my baby cousin for the first time today. Via webcam, so, it doesn't really count, but he's four days old and so very tiny and smushed. Kyle George. the kyle part finally grew on me, but george? really. KGG. So many hard consonant sounds! (I think I have a problem with sounds. very picky about them. most people have a problem with vowels, I hate a lot of consonant sounds). It amazes me that the child of a Kenny and a Jennifer would still have a generic name, just because my parents have generic names and so my sisters and I don't. It's a family trend, almost. Anyways, I might end up having to transfer to UCSD and living with my aunt and uncle, just to hang out with the baby. Which is actually my uncle's idea since he thinks it'd be great for me to be a nanny. Because he is terrified now that he finally has a real, living baby that is his and somehow, passing him off on a teenager seems logical. *shrugs*

Current big bang word count: 9,000. and there is things to be typed up and a long way to go story-wise. *jazz hands*

Because I am.

I know, I know. What? You stop writing for six months and then you're all, I'm going to do bandom big bang? What is this fuckery?

:D

Anyways, so, it's already at 6,000 words typed.... not to mention the numerous bits that are hand written in script-format or in note form, so it's only half the words it will be.

And my massive lit project thing is due next week, and i've done nothing. Oops. Oh well, I'm actually allowed to have senioritis now, as opposed to when i had it in 10th grade.

Title: Collect the Moments One by One
Author: chaoticallyclev
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Rating: R
Wordcount: 3,000
Beta: the lovely piecesof_reeses, who fixes my stupid in fic *and* in rl.
Summary It was Spencer’s idea. And that’s how bad shit happens. What else would anyone expect when the Urie-Smith-one-thousand-dogs-and-sometimes-Valdés household attempts to throw a New Years Eve party and invites Ryan along with his many people?

A/N: This is my birthday present to myself, so it can be late? But, reading and reviewing would be an even better present!

( It was Spencer’s idea. Brendon should have known that it would lead to trouble. After all, it was Spencer’s idea that they live together with one thousand dogs, and the house never smells of anything but dog, dog breath, dog ass, wet dog, and more dog. )

New Years fic is done and edited and being but through the last rounds of twekaing before posting!
...nearly two weeks later!

I would like to point out that i never made any new years resolutions, especially not involving punctuality and meeting deadlines, so.

Also, it's my birthday on saturday, so, um. i can post whatever i want, time be damned :P y/y?

it might be up tonight, but more likely, it will be tomorrow afternoon.

The New Years fic was done as of monday, so now piecesof_reeses and I just need to find a time to go over it.

See? It wasn't even all that late.

And I've also started another fic, all from a combination of a recent twitter post by Z, the song i kept listneing to while writing New Years fic, my general tiredness, the memory of a photo of ryan holding a baby really terribly awkwardly, and my twisted mind. :D

In other news, my teacher read a line from a paper i wrote out loud to my class today. About how, when she told us about prostitutes being the only women allowed into lecture halls in ancient greece, so they got to hear Aristotle, it was the first time in my life I'd ever wanted to be a prostitute.
*headdesk*

Uh...i'm writing another fic? With the self-imposed due date of New Years? which will probably be broken since i just realized that New Years Eve is Thursday...I'm so lost in terms of calendar right now, it's not even funny.

Not to mention that my sleep schedule is screwed. Going to bed at 2am and waking up 12pm will totally work when i go back to school, right?
I'd just go to Calculus and forget about my other classes. no big.

I kind of want to do something for new years (besides fic). But i never really have. And i get really reclusive during school breaks and hate seeing people. It's kind of a problem. But, also, I do want to do stuff. And piecesof_reeses was like, we should have a Community marathon!!!!\o/ and my face went :((((( because i am not a fan. And now we almost have a plan.
But i don't know. And i would just talk to her, but she won't RESPOND TO MY E-MAILS! which is why she hasn't replied to the bit of fic i sent her. so she sucks.

( Now, let's talk about my day of awesome/fail )

Title: Serial Killers Don’t Vibrate
Author: chaoticallyclev
Rating: PG
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Wordcount: 2,222
Beta: The lovely, indisputable, ever-so-gracious, piecesof_reeses
Disclaimer: What do people go for these days? A wadded stack of ones and some orbit wrappers? No? Then I own nothing.

Summary: Kittens and Candy Cane Mugs and Christmas, Oh My!

A/N: Fulfilling redorchids’ Christmas exchange wish list wish #12 for salire. Hope you like it!


( Serial Killers Don’t Vibrate )

There I was, not writing fic. Not really planning to. Just thinking about what i had to do before Christmas. And then i get an e-mail from piecesof_reeses with fic that she's writing for redorchids Christmas wish exchange. And it was adorable. And i was thrilled to get to read it and edit it.

Then, somehow, she convinced me to at least check out the prompts. So, grudgingly, I read through some. Next thing I know, i have a word document open and 500 words of fic down. For the first time since August.

This was two days ago. I'm now done. And very confused.

My laurel-friend would say it's a Christmas miracle. But she says the same thing anytime her mom actually answers her phone. Or when I actually open my front door to people without them calling first.

seriously i don't even know.

yeah, i really can't whistle, but i've beenannoying the hell out of everyone with my endless attempts this week *beams*

Anywho. I'm back.

I've been catching up on the fic I've missed in my self-imposed exile. I may or may not have started one...of ourse, i'd had it planned for a year, but now there's a start to it and that's a beginning. So *shrugs*

Hey, hey! Anyone else ever call Ryan and Jon "Them young vains"? because i do and i think it's funny in a not really ha-ha-ha way, and i want to know if i'm alone in this. *hopeful eyes*

so. Yeah.

I'm not on here much ever anymore. And i hardly read bandom fic...(I'm sorry, but harry potter fic is just so tempting. It's one of the first things i ever started mentally re-writing and I fall back into it on a regular basis. I fill eventual emerge. possible soon. It's hold appears to be waning)

I think i'm waiting. Like, almost protesting this lack of music with my internet silence.
yes, i am that much oh a petulant child :P
seriously though, I was so set for that panic album this summer~ish, and then they split and then it's like, the cd might be coming out soon, okay, a little later, but still soon, okay, a little later...it's coming eventually!
:(
I want music, okay? That's why i even got into this fandom...so. the silence is killing me.

besides that, I'm in this class where we write everyday. a lot. Sort of creatively. And it's draining. So i'm kind of tired of writing at the moment since I have unfortunately caused my teacher to have high expectations of me and now i have to actually work for once. *pouts*

that and i don't really have any ideas i feel compelled to write. I start a couple of things but I'm just waiting. *shrugs*

so. my internet-wifey, love of my life, pain in my ass, piecesof_reeses
has written this kind of massive brendon/spencer au, that is set in an office, and involves all sorts of crazy shit going down and it is generally awesome.
also, she totally finally does something that deserves a rating of at least pg-13+ that isn't for language *gasp*.
And there is some background pairings that usually pop up in her fics. you know what they are. you love them too.
So, if you want a long, satisfying read with generous mixes of romance, humour, mystery, bedazzled flipflops, and hey-haven't-you-heard-there's-a-recession-going-on?, then check it out.

seriously.
I bite.
:D

Actually, i really don't like turkey....like, as a food item and as an animal.

Seriously. The roam my city. There are editorials about turkey gangs.

I live in a really weird town.

Anywhobodydobody, Daylights savings time happened/unhappened today/yesterday/sometime-when-it-was-today-and-then-possibly-it-became-yesterday-again
yeah, and i am obviously confused. Because i go off internal clocks that are fairly accurate except for how now it's not. And I'm almost tired since i was up til 1/2/3 in the morning, and i woke up at 8/9, and my internal clock says it's 11 and have to wake up early tomorrow. then i see a clock and go, no, it's almost 10. i don't go to bed before 11, that's just wrong. So i'm staying up to un-confuse myself.

Which means all you lovely people who probably will just scroll past this get a pointless entry out of me!

\o/

I was bellatrix lestrange yesterday. i looked awesome. i forgot to take pictures though. we had a death eater party. we mainly just played rock band. \o/

I was reminded that i really like no doubt. and that's really all i can think of to say. so, bye!

Title: Get Back To Where You Once Belonged.
Author: me, chaoticallyclev
Beta: piecesof_reeses, the most beautiful, wonderful, tireless beta in existence :x, i lu!
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan, pre-Jon/Spencer
POV: Ryan’s. It switches back and forth from present to past every other scene, pretty consistently. You can tell because of the tenses. Genius, no?
Word count: 14,700
Summary: Ryan always intended to be a novelist. Instead, he’s working as a copy editor for the Seattle Times. It’s not the only thing in his life that somehow got messed up.
Disclaimer: as this is RPF, I own nothing. I mean, yeah, that is illegal, so…this is just me making crap up. As in fakey fake fake fakerton.
Author’s Note: I do not live in Seattle. I googled some places for reference. Take nothing said or described about these places as truth.


( Ryan gnaws angrily on the cap of his red correcting pen. Brow furrowed, he circles a grievously misspelled word and then notices an egregious error in apostrophe placement. Ryan really hates going through the interns’ articles. Sure, some of them are competent, but the overwhelming majority appear to have been dropped on their heads as children. Or had at least spent their whole school careers smoking up in the bathroom ceiling instead of attending class. And for all of those with a tenuous grasp on writing conventions, they have to spoil it by being either shitty journalist who constantly forgets the important details or by being all melodramatic. )

Okay, so, in case you live under a rock or were just distracted by something and missed it, piecesof_reeses wrote an awesome ryan/brendon fic that you absolutely must read. There's adorable background pete/patrick and stalking! \o/ it's lovely and hilarious, go read it now!

Here's the link!

Alright, so, editor!au? yeah, that other fic i've been harping on about for over a month. It's almost done. Expect a post sometime next week.
Ha, i'm almost in shock here, though. 2 fics, both well over 10,000 words, started within weeks of each other and done within weeks of each other.
And for someone who's as big of a slacker as I am, that's pretty fantastic.

and then, you know, apparently my muse is on crack and that just means a lot more fic for you guys, since i have two more possibilities playing around in my head.

My school starts up in the next two weeks, so, we all know what that means? Yep, procrastination in the form of fic! \o/

oh, yeah. anyone interested in more info about editor!au, since they are just tuning into this channel or whatever, i posted a snippet a few entries down. :)