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July 3rd, 2008
04:31 am - Nicotine. [Standalone.] Title: Nicotine. Author: lithiumreactant Rating: PG-13 [ Crude language, boys and Seattle references ] Pairing: Brendon Urie / Ryan Ross POV: First. Brendon-centric. Word Count: 3,074. Summary: You were always going to be the cancer that killed me at the end of our endless summer. Disclaimer: I'm a hairdresser, not Pete Wentz. [Although, what the crap? He opened a salon? Does this man stop at nothing?] Author Notes: I haven't written anything in story-form for over a year. 'Nuff said. First Rydon fic. It's written in an odd format - like thoughts and not structure. Comments & con-crit are appreciated.
( It’s four-thirty-seven in the morning... ) Current Mood: complacent
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February 11th, 2007
04:56 pm - Chemical Reactions and Sometimes Wrong. [Standalone/Sequal.] Title: Chemical Reactions and Sometimes Wrong. Author: lithiumreactant previously lmaoxatxanimal Pairing: Patrick Stump / Peter Wentz Rating: PG-13 [ Crude language ] POV: Third. Peter-centric. Word Count: 1,641. Summary: It was the same reason Peter counted the amount of red M&Ms in a bag. Anything below seven was a bad day, seven or eight meant and average day, and anything above eight meant it was going to be a good day. Everyone had their fortune tellers, Peter’s just happened to melt in your mouth and not in your hand. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices. Author Note: This fic is the sequal to The Exceptions To Every Kind of Rule and mildy educational, I apologize, but the fact is I have this obsession with chemistry and the human race [only together, kill me when they're apart]. The fic is also very heavy with the parentheses [], because I like it that way. Enjoy.
( You still torn up about that Hydrogen thing? ) Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Golden - Fall Out Boy
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November 30th, 2006
06:54 pm - The Exceptions To Every Kind of Rule. [Standalone.] Title: The Exceptions To Every Kind of Rule. Author: lithiumreactant previously lmaoxatxanimal Pairing: Patrick Stump / Peter Wentz Rating: PG-13 [ Crude language ] POV: Third. Peter-centric. Word Count: 2,310. Summary: 4:37AM. Four hours and thirty-seven minutes earlier Peter Wentz had been trying to get to sleep. He had changed into a pair of loose pajama pants that festively had dancing penguins with little red hats on them, and then crawled into his bunk and shut his eyes. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices. Author Note: I never write this much fluff. Maybe it's the season. Maybe it's just Patrick and Peter. Who knows. Enjoy, loves. Comments are love. Author Note Part Deux: For the record I am in fact aware of the inaccuracies in this fic, what kind of author would I be if I didn't do my research? This theoretic Standalone is simple one of two parts. Really. It makes sense. Promise.
( Maybe the Most Important Are Always Under Appreciated. ) Current Mood: calm Current Music: Lithium - Evanescence
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November 11th, 2006
12:07 pm - Love Was Always Borderline Insanity. [Standalone.] Title: Love Was Always Borderline Insanity. Author: lithiumreactant Pairing: Gerard Way / Mikey Way Rating: PG-13 [ Sexual references ] POV: First. Gerard-centric. Word Count: 1,341. Summary: The world wasn’t enough though. I wanted you to have the moon and stars and every perfectly written song and every band shirt that you always wanted from my closet and… I just wanted you to have everything. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices. Author Note: Comments are love.
( Love Was Always Borderline Insanity. ) Current Mood: calm Current Music: Painted By Numbers - The Sounds
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October 21st, 2006
03:25 pm - Chicago Sunrise. [Standalone.] Title: Chicago Sunrise. Author: lithiumreactant Pairing: Patrick Stump / Peter Wentz Rating: G POV: First. Patrick-centric. Word Count: 1,249. Summary: You’re like the orange to my black. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story. If I did there would be much singing and dancing and many videos would be on YouTube.com which is now, btw, owned by Google. Wtf? Author Note: My first attempt at a Peterick story. It's not much, but it was written in between play rehearsals. I hope you enjoy. Comments are love.
( Chicago Sunrise. ) Current Mood: amused Current Music: Rock 'n Roll - The Sounds
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August 18th, 2006
10:49 am - A Quiet Place Where People Understand. Chapter Nine. [9/?] Title: A Quiet Place Where People Understand. [9/?] Author: lithiumreactant Pairing: Frank Iero / David Desrosiers Rating: NC-17 [ Crude language and sexual content ] POV: First. Frank-centric. Word Count: 16,118. Summary: I think I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. Scratch that. I knew I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. I mean, I knew that wearing eyeliner and tight jeans was this cool fashion statement thing that everyone was doing, but I liked it. I really liked it. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices. Author Note: And here I am with another Frank/David story, because I think they're adorable and no one writes them. This is not the sequal to It's Not Really Wrong... Just Hard To Comprehend. It's a new one. Enjoy. IMPORTANT NOTE [01/10/07]: I realize this story has died guys. I never meant for it to do this, and I really hope that it does get finished. Someone motivate me. I've got the whole story planned with no motivation. Sorry. :[
Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four. Chapter Five. Chapter Six. Chapter Seven. Chapter Eight.
( Chapter Nine. Build A Lie In The Hotel Room. ) Current Mood: busy Current Music: The River - Good Charlotte ft. M. Shadows and Synyster Gates
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January 29th, 2006
01:08 pm - It's Not Really Wrong... Just Hard To Comprehend. Chapter Nine. [9/9] Title: It's Not Really Wrong... Just Hard To Comprehend. [9/9] Author: lithiumreactant with influences from rolfxatxlush \Pairing: David Desrosiers / Frank Iero [Mention of David Desrosiers / Joel Madden] Rating: NC-17 [ Crude language, self-mutilation, rape, suicide and sexual content ] POV: First. David-centric. Word Count: 13,747. Summary: I hadn’t moved from couch in approximately twelve-thousand-two-hundred-forty minutes. That’s how much time I had on my hands. I had enough time to convert eight and half days into minutes. That also happens to be two-hundred-four hours… just in case you were wondering. Disclaimer: Please, if I owned these guys I'd be filming not writing. Authors Note: Yes, I realize this in David's POV in a MCR community but believe me it is incredibly Frankie oriented. Plus... Frank/David pairing is absolutely adorable. Dedications: rolfxatxlush because she's awesome and helps me edit. Also anyone who reads and/or comments. Everyone has been so supportive. Thank you so much. Disclaimer: Please, if I owned these guys I'd be filming not writing.
Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four. Chapter Five. Chapter Six. Chapter Seven. Chapter Eight.
( Chapter Nine. And They All Lived Happily Ever After. ) Current Mood: cold Current Music: The Prase That Pays - The Academy Is...
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