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Title: that's what she said, but not really
Author: DearOne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: ryden, joncer
POV: Third, brendon-centric
Summary: [part 1] Ryan shops for toothbrushes. Ryan's girlfriend smiles a lot. Brendon is Brendon. Spencer is clumsy. And Jon doesn't get it. [part 2] Brendon gets first shower. Ryan shakes things up. Spencer and Jon do their own thing. [part 3] Ryan gets away, Spencer says a few things, Jon grabs the phone, and Brendon gets pissed. [part 4] Brendon walks away, Ryan loses his shirt, and finally Jon and Spencer make some noise.
[But who cares? That is not what this story is about.]
Disclaimer: This will be true at exactly nine in the afternoon (to be read as: never happened and never will).
Author Notes: My first Panic fic. Yay! ConCrit welcome. Be nice because being mean is the opposite of goodness. Comments will get you cyber cupcakes. Unbetad. Enjoy!

sweet summer sweat )
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Title: that's what she said, but not really
Author: DearOne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: ryan/female (who will remain unnamed), ryden (but not yet), joncer (if you squint)
POV: Third, ryan-centric
Summary: [part 1] Ryan shops for toothbrushes. Ryan's girlfriend smiles a lot. Brendon is Brendon. Spencer is clumsy. And Jon doesn't get it. [part 2] Brendon gets first shower. Ryan shakes things up. Spencer and Jon do their own thing. [part 3] Ryan gets away. Spencer says a few things. Jon grabs the phone. Brendon gets pissed.
[But who cares? That is not what this story is about.]
Disclaimer: This will be true at exactly nine in the afternoon (to be read as: never happened and never will).
Author Notes: My first Panic fic. Yay! ConCrit welcome. Be nice because being mean is the opposite of goodness. Comments will get you cyber cupcakes. Unbetad. Enjoy!


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this shade of autumn, a stale bitter end )
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I now have a BA in Liberal Studies. I have no idea what to do with it since my goal was to be a nurse, but whatever...

I have time to write now, so I give you the second installment of that's what she said. I originally thought this would be a one off, which eventually became a two parter, and now, I'm not sure how many parts it will lead to. Anyway, here goes it:

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Title: that's what she said, but not really
Author: DearOne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: ryan/female (who will remain unnamed), ryden (but not yet), joncer (if you squint)
POV: Third, brendon-centric
Summary: [part 1] Ryan shops for toothbrushes. Ryan's girlfriend smiles a lot. Brendon is Brendon. Spencer is clumsy. And Jon doesn't get it. [part 2] Brendon gets first shower. Ryan shakes things up. Spencer and Jon do their own thing.
[But who cares? That is not what this story is about.]
Disclaimer: This will be true at exactly nine in the afternoon (to be read as: never happened and never will).
Author Notes: My first Panic fic. Yay! ConCrit welcome. Be nice because being mean is the opposite of goodness. Comments will get you cyber cupcakes. Unbetad. Enjoy!

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i'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find )
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if i could make my favorite characters into pilgrims, i would )

On a whole different note: I've realized I haven't been using my dear eljay for much good. Why is that? I asked myself. You know, it's weird, this journal does not have a me-ness to it, like--at all. Okay, maybe a little. But not much.

I don't think that the lack of me-ness will change anytime soon. I mean, nothing's for it. I just CAN'T do it for some reason. I click the 'post an entry' button, feeling all Gōnghé, bent on writing this... this--I dunno--insightful entry that would delve into my most innermost thoughts, thereby, telling anyone who happens to read this EXACTLY how I feel...

But then as I type what appears on the screen is this whole detached, meaningless post about nothing, really.

I don't know what I'm on about all of a sudden. Whatever, right?

Anyway, I guess that is my rant for the day.

To switch gears, in my VPA (Visual Performing Arts) class, we had a guest speaker who told us "to live big," and to do that, essentially, we should stop and smell the flowers. I smelled a flower today, and let me tell you, it wasn't a great experience. I think it was peed on, or something. Sorry for the bad imagery or rather, bad scent-ery(?).

Anyhow, just so you know, that wasn't my point.

I seriously think that he's right. And he is.

That was the point.

I guess my overall post does not exactly mirror the sentiment. So, let me leave you with something that does.

Sort of.

Really, it's my excuse to post an american idol vid

[American Idol - Jason Castro - Hallelujah - Leonard Cohen cover - 3/4/08]


Oh, also, I started writing in my email this morning, and I actually did it. I wrote bandom slash! I don't know where it came from. Well, not that I'm new to slash, I was goner, as you know, since I read Irresistible Poison, by Rhysenn. And I always thought Brendon and Ryan are squeeworthy, especially when they are their cute selves, and even more so when they are together. Anyway, where was I? Oh right, my confusion. Yes. Well, I never thought I would be writing about real people. haha. So here it is:

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the men all played along )

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