Worth 50,000: Day Nine - YOU. I WANNA TAKE YOU TO A GAY BAR.

[momebie]

I'm not even going to try today, you guys. It's Wednesday. AKA HUMPDAY. I'm behind on my word count. I'm behind on life. But at least I watched Glee. A lot of people liked that first photo so this fits almost the same demographic. I'd never actually seen the real version of this photo before so I was pretty surprised when it came across my dash WITHOUT Misha Collins' head photoshopped onto it. My mom used to tell me that freckles were angel kisses. I wonder how many freckles that guy has. And where they are. And yeah. There you go. Boost your word count. Write some angel porn.



Write! Comment! Get the tissues! Repeat!

I promise that for seven days starting today I won't post anything that has to do with trains, just for pocky_slash. Seriously though, it's not like there's a point anymore, since she pretty much already wrote the best thing possible for a train prompt.

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I'm meant to be working on other things, but shhhhhhh

[seratonation.livejournal.com]

When i said I hate you this morning, I obviously meant I love you. I also love how I just got new back story I hadn't intended on having.

:D:D

No better and no worse
Brendon/Gerard | Technicolour 'verse | 984 words

Brendon needs help and he thinks Gerard might be able to help him.