hi everyone, i'm looking for quotes that relate to 'being in love' or appreciation of love or the anticipation... i don't know how to put it, but something along the lines of
richard siken's poem "you're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you..."
that whole feeling? i would greatly appreciate it. thanks everyone, this community inspires me <3
richard siken's poem "you're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you..."
that whole feeling? i would greatly appreciate it. thanks everyone, this community inspires me <3
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Title: Wanderers of Ruin
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sunshines_rain
Pairing: None
Rating: R
POV: First
Summary: On the nineteenth day of March, the world started to end. Sickness, death, and misery followed the outbreak of the worst virus known to mankind. Ruthless, without mercy, a superbug, leaving only a handful of survivors for every few million. One of them was the man formerly known as the singer, Gerard Way. Follow the sad story of the man without a band, in a world that has forgotten everything he's ever loved.
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Chapter Thirty-Five
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sunshines_rain Pairing: None
Rating: R
POV: First
Summary: On the nineteenth day of March, the world started to end. Sickness, death, and misery followed the outbreak of the worst virus known to mankind. Ruthless, without mercy, a superbug, leaving only a handful of survivors for every few million. One of them was the man formerly known as the singer, Gerard Way. Follow the sad story of the man without a band, in a world that has forgotten everything he's ever loved.
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figilio_vampiri Previous Chapters
Chapter Thirty-Five
So I have been on a quest to read all the fiction with Ryan having lost or can't use one of his four senses.
I think I have covered a lot of the main ones, but still recomend all the ones you know
and the ones you think haven't been as pushed as others.
Note: Any pairing, and ryan doesn't even have to be in the pairing as long as he just is missing a sense.
Self-pimping and saved stories are welcomed.
So please help a girl out.
I think I have covered a lot of the main ones, but still recomend all the ones you know
and the ones you think haven't been as pushed as others.
Note: Any pairing, and ryan doesn't even have to be in the pairing as long as he just is missing a sense.
Self-pimping and saved stories are welcomed.
So please help a girl out.
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♥ Together these features lend the vague impression of a classical temple, and perhaps Acropolis of Athens were it not for the fact that the building is so caked in filth (soot, bird excrement, vehicle exhaust, industrial grime) that its neglect gives it away for what it is: an ordinary public-service building. Abused, ugly, useful.
♥ ...The bell tower, and there's nothing exceptional in this, is tall and thin. The baptistry, and this is unexceptional news too, is short and fat. I think of Father and Mother. I think of bell tower and the baptistry.
The bell tower looks down and loves the squat baptistry, the baptistry looks up and loves the beanpole tower. Now let me cast these buildings in the forthcoming event. Let me label the bell tower Linas-father, for if he was a building rather than a person he would indeed have been a tall, gangly type of structure. And let me label the baptistry Dallia-mother, for were she to be built out of limestone, she too would be only one storey in height, and she too would spread herself out in a horizontal fashion. So now, lower the light of day into a more romantic atmosphere, turn on the moon and see the beginnings of us, of Alva and Irva. Hear a faint rumbling as the bell tower pulls himself from his foundation in Cathedral Square, and lays himself down on top of the baptistry. And as the city vibrates with this act of love, to the happy groans of the bell tower and the baptistry: we begin. That's how it should have been marked, not by a little panting from two adolescents on the top entrance step of a building, but by the loud ecstatic bellowing of great architecture as it bangs away, building against building.
♥ Some men love power, some men love women, some men love boys, some men love cars, some men love firearms, some men love matchstick buildings; well, Father was one of those men who love stamps, a small breed admittedly but a breed nevertheless.
♥ This was true - soon Father would have as much time as he desired to linger over each new stamp as he went about the city, from house to house. But those stamps, Father would protest, had been franked; they were no longer the pure virgin stamps that could be found at the post office counters. Oh, he would sigh, there was something magical about those unused stamps arranged neatly in blocks, still with their serrated edges untorn and their glue unlicked. They were the nearest thing, he believed, to innocence.
♥ After a week of aching limbs father brought a wooden stool with him which ever after lived side by side with Mother's plastic chair in the twelfth counter booth. Perhaps that plastic chair and that wooden stool were slowly falling in love too - they seemed somehow to belong to each other. Perhaps this abandoned child and this half-orphan were instinctively drawn together by a profound yearning for absent people. Perhaps each immediately felt the want that surrounded the other, and instantly closed ranks for desperation for a whole.
♥ How the people loved the matchstick cathedral - more eager, it would seem, to relinquish their money if it might help to keep the matchstick model in good order, than to aid the vast and echoey religious warehouse itself. This is not uncommon; miniature things move people.
~~Alva & Irva by Edward Carey.
♥ ...The bell tower, and there's nothing exceptional in this, is tall and thin. The baptistry, and this is unexceptional news too, is short and fat. I think of Father and Mother. I think of bell tower and the baptistry.
The bell tower looks down and loves the squat baptistry, the baptistry looks up and loves the beanpole tower. Now let me cast these buildings in the forthcoming event. Let me label the bell tower Linas-father, for if he was a building rather than a person he would indeed have been a tall, gangly type of structure. And let me label the baptistry Dallia-mother, for were she to be built out of limestone, she too would be only one storey in height, and she too would spread herself out in a horizontal fashion. So now, lower the light of day into a more romantic atmosphere, turn on the moon and see the beginnings of us, of Alva and Irva. Hear a faint rumbling as the bell tower pulls himself from his foundation in Cathedral Square, and lays himself down on top of the baptistry. And as the city vibrates with this act of love, to the happy groans of the bell tower and the baptistry: we begin. That's how it should have been marked, not by a little panting from two adolescents on the top entrance step of a building, but by the loud ecstatic bellowing of great architecture as it bangs away, building against building.
♥ Some men love power, some men love women, some men love boys, some men love cars, some men love firearms, some men love matchstick buildings; well, Father was one of those men who love stamps, a small breed admittedly but a breed nevertheless.
♥ This was true - soon Father would have as much time as he desired to linger over each new stamp as he went about the city, from house to house. But those stamps, Father would protest, had been franked; they were no longer the pure virgin stamps that could be found at the post office counters. Oh, he would sigh, there was something magical about those unused stamps arranged neatly in blocks, still with their serrated edges untorn and their glue unlicked. They were the nearest thing, he believed, to innocence.
♥ After a week of aching limbs father brought a wooden stool with him which ever after lived side by side with Mother's plastic chair in the twelfth counter booth. Perhaps that plastic chair and that wooden stool were slowly falling in love too - they seemed somehow to belong to each other. Perhaps this abandoned child and this half-orphan were instinctively drawn together by a profound yearning for absent people. Perhaps each immediately felt the want that surrounded the other, and instantly closed ranks for desperation for a whole.
♥ How the people loved the matchstick cathedral - more eager, it would seem, to relinquish their money if it might help to keep the matchstick model in good order, than to aid the vast and echoey religious warehouse itself. This is not uncommon; miniature things move people.
~~Alva & Irva by Edward Carey.
Kate Malone, science and math geek, is about to have a nervous breakdown. All of her friends are receiving word back from their choice colleges, and she still waits for a single response from MIT. She can't sleep, eat; she runs in the middle of the night. She avoids the prodding questions from her pastor father. Then the neighbors down the hill are burned out of their house, and Kate is forced to share a room with the malevolent Teri Litch and her adorable toddler brother. Kate begins to realize her priorities may be a bit askew, and then everything gets impossibly worse.
This is a YA book, and the voice is clear from the very first page. Laurie Halse Anderson is a master at recreating that teenage angst and voice - so good, in fact, that I didn't even like Kate during the first part of the book. She's incredibly shallow, even compared to her nemesis, Teri. Of course, she matures during the course of the book, and even the awful Teri gains new dimensions. The ending did seem abrupt, though; I wish it had gone just a chapter more, just for a smidgen more resolution. I just couldn't relate to Kate much because she would have struck me as shallow and ridiculously immature even when I was a teenager. It's a decent book, but not a keeper.
This is a YA book, and the voice is clear from the very first page. Laurie Halse Anderson is a master at recreating that teenage angst and voice - so good, in fact, that I didn't even like Kate during the first part of the book. She's incredibly shallow, even compared to her nemesis, Teri. Of course, she matures during the course of the book, and even the awful Teri gains new dimensions. The ending did seem abrupt, though; I wish it had gone just a chapter more, just for a smidgen more resolution. I just couldn't relate to Kate much because she would have struck me as shallow and ridiculously immature even when I was a teenager. It's a decent book, but not a keeper.
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It was a fairly long Rydon, where Brendon worked at a Jamba Juice (I think) and he always gave Shane head. Brendon's parents didn't accept Brendon for being gay, but his sister did. I truly can not remember how Ryan fit in with all of it, but I remember it ended with "My sister wasn't stupid."
I'm so so sorry it's so vuage, but it was so amazing, and I'd love to read it again.
I'm so so sorry it's so vuage, but it was so amazing, and I'd love to read it again.
oh so very precious
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I have two fic reqs
1. Ryan and Pete are having sex but Pete never bothers about getting Ryan off. Brendon is in love/like with Ryan soooo one day when Ryan comes back to the bus?(I think?), hard Brendon gets him off in the bathroom. Ryan and Brendon get together, Pete sort of confronts Brendon, Brendon say he and Ryan were having 'bad sex' and points out the fact the Pete wouldn touch ryan's penis.
2 GSF Jon is older than the others, they are in a relationship. They are in town and are spotted by someone in Brendon's family. His family eventually kick him out they ring Spencer and Ryan's parents ryan pretends to be his dad and Spencer's parents, I think, are slightly accepting
1. Ryan and Pete are having sex but Pete never bothers about getting Ryan off. Brendon is in love/like with Ryan soooo one day when Ryan comes back to the bus?(I think?), hard Brendon gets him off in the bathroom. Ryan and Brendon get together, Pete sort of confronts Brendon, Brendon say he and Ryan were having 'bad sex' and points out the fact the Pete wouldn touch ryan's penis.
2 GSF Jon is older than the others, they are in a relationship. They are in town and are spotted by someone in Brendon's family. His family eventually kick him out they ring Spencer and Ryan's parents ryan pretends to be his dad and Spencer's parents, I think, are slightly accepting
Title:to fix the twist in you
I had the pleasure of doing a beautiful prompt from![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif)
anon_lovefest. I once lay face down in the river to hold my breath and count the shivers. I was the only young man crying in the water. It’s not that I wish I drowned; it’s just that, since I reached the sand, I don’t know who I am. Since I left my home, all the past feels like I’m dreaming; I dreamt I was a man whose soul was worth redeeming.
Which obviously screams for Brendon gen. So I wrote it. (:
The lyrics are from "Morrissey Smiling" by Frau Eva.
I had the pleasure of doing a beautiful prompt from
anon_lovefest. I once lay face down in the river to hold my breath and count the shivers. I was the only young man crying in the water. It’s not that I wish I drowned; it’s just that, since I reached the sand, I don’t know who I am. Since I left my home, all the past feels like I’m dreaming; I dreamt I was a man whose soul was worth redeeming.Which obviously screams for Brendon gen. So I wrote it. (:
The lyrics are from "Morrissey Smiling" by Frau Eva.
I read this story not to long ago and now I can't find it. :/
Ryan and Brendon hate eachother; It's nothing new.
They fight and the principal (Gerard?) gives them detention for the rest of the semester or something.
Detention = filing the schools papers.
Brendon lives by himself in a shitty apartment.
He talks to his sister every once in awhile; She leaves him stuff at his door when she knows he isn't home.
He works at a smoothie place with Haley.
Wants to go to college in Chicago.
Ryan lives with his dad.
Spencer and Jon are his bestfriends.
Ryan/Brendon/Spencer/Jon all go on a picnic together.
I left out big chunks of the story just in case someone else wants to read it too. (:
I found it!
In Case The Scene Gets Nasty by Zarah5 and Softlyforgotten.
Ryan and Brendon hate eachother; It's nothing new.
They fight and the principal (Gerard?) gives them detention for the rest of the semester or something.
Detention = filing the schools papers.
Brendon lives by himself in a shitty apartment.
He talks to his sister every once in awhile; She leaves him stuff at his door when she knows he isn't home.
He works at a smoothie place with Haley.
Wants to go to college in Chicago.
Ryan lives with his dad.
Spencer and Jon are his bestfriends.
Ryan/Brendon/Spencer/Jon all go on a picnic together.
I left out big chunks of the story just in case someone else wants to read it too. (:
I found it!
In Case The Scene Gets Nasty by Zarah5 and Softlyforgotten.
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I've been lurking for a long time, writing down all these quotes, and I thought I'd share some [finally].
"When you say words a lot, they don't mean anything. Or maybe they don't mean anything anyway...and we just think they do."
- Sandman: Brief Lives, Neil Gaiman
"'Tell him that we have fucking reprogrammed reality. Tell him that language is a virus and that religion is an operating system and that prayers are just so much fucking spam. Tell him that or I'll fucking kill you,' said the young man mildly, from the smoke."
- American Gods, Neil Gaiman
"One day, Buckley came home from the second grade with a story he'd written: 'Once upon a time there was a kid named Billy. He liked to explore. He saw a hole and went inside but he never came out. The End.'"
- The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold
"When you say words a lot, they don't mean anything. Or maybe they don't mean anything anyway...and we just think they do."
- Sandman: Brief Lives, Neil Gaiman
"'Tell him that we have fucking reprogrammed reality. Tell him that language is a virus and that religion is an operating system and that prayers are just so much fucking spam. Tell him that or I'll fucking kill you,' said the young man mildly, from the smoke."
- American Gods, Neil Gaiman
"One day, Buckley came home from the second grade with a story he'd written: 'Once upon a time there was a kid named Billy. He liked to explore. He saw a hole and went inside but he never came out. The End.'"
- The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold
Ahem. So, today I got beat up. Like, man, I got my ass kicked hard.
So, in the spirit of today's events, I was wondering if anyone had any well written Ryan/Brendon stories in which either boy is beaten up by another character? Not like abuse, but a bully or someone just comes along and smacks him around.
Or I'd also take a fic in which Ryan and Brendon fight with each other.
(ahh. Happy endings, though, please?)
Much obliged!
So, in the spirit of today's events, I was wondering if anyone had any well written Ryan/Brendon stories in which either boy is beaten up by another character? Not like abuse, but a bully or someone just comes along and smacks him around.
Or I'd also take a fic in which Ryan and Brendon fight with each other.
(ahh. Happy endings, though, please?)
Much obliged!
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