Heyy everybody! How are you?
Right this second I'm working on my fanfic of pwf.
Fanfic of a fanfic.
It's based on one of my theories for chapter 11, and I'm excited for y'all to read it (Oh yes, I just said y'all, and I'm not even from the South.)
Here's an excerpt:
Shane silently cursed to himself. There was one and always one person that, without fail, inevitably forced Brendon and Shane into the outside world during tour breaks—Ryan. He usually had some dramatic meltdown and it required the whole band to ‘fix him,’ Shane thought resentfully, Shane is just not in a good mood; therefore, his thoughts tend to turn bitter, for that is not exactly true.
“Bren, please don’t worry. These days are suppose to be about you…me…the bed…you said it yourself, he’ll be fine in a couple days, food is almost ready, let’s eat, and I will definitely distract you.” Shane said in a patient voice, trying to hide the annoyance in his voice.
Brendon smirked mischievously, “Why do we have to wait until after we eat. Why not…now?”
Okay, maybe that's not a good piece, but all the other excerpts I want to put in either
a. Don't make sense
b. Give too much away.
Therefore, don't judge the story based on this excerpt.
I don't know, it's (somewhat) late, and I'm bored.
So let's talk about chapter 11. Did ya love it or did ya love it?
p.s. I TOTALLY GUESSED IT, HAHAHAHAHA I PWN YOUR SOULS!!!!
Brendon/Shane/Ryan fic written for lolab
Inspired by events in pwf Chapter 9
Now can we have Chapter 10, Colin?
soon, dear minions. soon. ;)
anyway, this fic is awesome. it's her theory behind ryan's ~guilt, and it's sooo much cooler than the reality. :D
Title: Broken Strings [1/1] ]
Word Count: 5,600
Summary: Brendon is tired. Shane is emo. Ryan is oblivious. No-one is complete. Angst ensues.
Dedication: Yeah, Colin for
demanding encouraging this and for helping every step of the way. And for writing pwf J
Notes: Be gentle, folks!
[ "You, Ryan Ross, that's what's wrong with me."
It is being withheld until shryo was written. Well, the kids haven't been fed, no laundry done, but shyro is written (badly, but written all the same) and in Colin's possession.
So can we have Chapter 10 now. All of it. Soon. Please, Colin?
*bitching never was one of my strong points, I grovel much better ;)
- Current Location:glued to screen
- Current Mood: anxious
Okay, so I don't like rap but like the chorus of "Damn Girl/How'd you get all that in/Dem Jeans/Dem Jeans" just like randomly popped into my head today. Don't know why, but it made me thing of pwf.
I think I'm too addicted.
well, I gotta go get ready for dance class. There better be some awesome comments here, cuz I'm bored and I want to talk to people.
1. Bludgeon with 9lb AP Biology textbook
2. Push Colin off a cliff- ha, ha, not so funny now eh????
So before I get too creepy, you guys better come up with some AWESOME, EXCITING, INVENTIVE (GORY AND PAINFUL) WAYS TO....maybe, hopefully we will not need to...PUNISH
xoxoxo, you know we love you Colin!
blame ginsatonic, who was all, "pwf needs a support group!" and who has developed this awesome theory about ryan's ~guiltandangst. she sends me this thing in a friggin' WORD DOCUMENT and it's like two pages long, and i was like, this is so much more fun than my outline, so she's agreed to try to write it out in actual fic format, because it's that awesome.