HEY! GUESS WHAT!
I'm gonna write the second (and possibly third?) part of One weekend... over the next few days.
I have a bit already, it's not much but it's a start and I've got a hundred little plot bunnies rolling around in my head for it.
so... give me some ideas/suggestions of what you'd like to see in it. 'cause I can always use more plot bunnies.


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Title: A hotter touch, a better fuck. (Part two)
Author: rockandrollrock
Rating: I'll try for XXX
Pairing: Spencer Smith/Bob Bryar, Spencer Smith/Brendon Urie, Spencer Smith/Patrick Stump, Spencer/Bob/Patrick. (OMG don't ask please.)
Additional Characters: Ryan Ross, Pete Wentz
Warnings: AU. Kink!fic. Some BDSM, Handcuffs, Spanking, Blowjobs, Vibrators/dildos.
Disclaimer: Totally fake. Never happend. I do not own the boys, or any of the gadgets mentioned in this story, I only partially own the plot as it did come from my sick little mind.
Dedications: Anyone and everyone that goes along when I want to get a little kinky. The Cab, for making the song "bounce". Everyone that forgives me when I flail and fangirl over my OTP of the day.
Author's notes: Title is from "Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off" by Panic at the Disco, Cut text from the Cab's "bounce"

( When you use your lips they better be on me )

Title: Wasted A Series of Drabbles.
Author: rockandrollrock
Rating: PG-12, no cursing, but death.
Pairing: Pete/Aslee, Ryden, Pete/OFC, Joncer. Other characters: Various OC's, Gabe Saporta.
Disclaimer: This is sooo fake, I Don't own the Boys in bands, Ashlee Simpson, or the song...I do however own Jennie, David, Chase, Petey (yeah right), and "the girls"
Warnings: Death. VERY AU, None of this happened, I don't think. Mentions of Ashlee, Marrige, kids.
Additional notes: Ryan and Brendon's twins are ADOPTED. there was no M-preg involved. ;D

It's 2:45, the baby takes his first breath
The mother never knew he only had a few left and
The father gets a call in the middle of the night
His breath gets short and his chest gets tight

Pete Wentz sits in the waiting room of the hospital, they'd done everything they could, but the tiny boy (Jennie had named him David.) was too small and too sick to live. He gets up and goes down the hall to the room Jennie is in, he sits next to the bed in an ugly green chair. "I'm sorry." he shakes his head looking at her, she's crying silently. "I'm sorry...I...I never meant for any of this to happen." he stands up, kissing her head before he left the room, for the last time.
This is the beginning.

But he's 16, and he's driving too fast
Takes a turn to the left, it would be his last
Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the right
Nobody in the car would've died that night

Four-year old Spencer Smith looks out the window waiting for his older brother, Chase, to come home, He's bouncing on the couch coushins,wearing his favorite blue and green dinosaur footie pajamas. His father yells at him to get down and go to bed.
"But I wanna wait for Chase daddy!" he giggled as he was lifted into his fathers arms.
His father shakes his head "It's already almost nine, Chase wont be home 'til very late. Off to bed with you." He sets Spencer down on the bottom stair, the small boy climbing them as fast as he could, he couldn't wait to see his big brother in the morning and ask him what a date was.
In the morning when he wakes up however, his Mother tells him that Chase wont be coming home.
Spencer is heartbroken.

But he's 32 and invincible.
The cancer he had it was visceral
He never saw it coming...thought he had his whole life
Sick in the morning and he died in the night.

Gabriel Eduardo Saporta wakes up on Friday morning with a headache, a cough, and a stiffness in his legs. He does the show that night anyway, falling asleep on the bus nearly as soon as he's on it, he never wakes up again. The Sassy Back 3 tour is cancelled, so is the third Cobra album.
Cobra Starship fizzles into Oblivion.

7 years old, got his bat in his hand
He’s looking for his father and he doesn't understand
'Cause dad's too busy, got some deals on the way
His son sits alone as the children play

Petey's dad told him that he'd be at his very first little league game! Petey was so excited, he waited, and waited, then mommy and sister showed up, but where was daddy? when the game was over Petey got in mommy's car and bit his lip, Daddy had never showed up.
Late, late, later that night, way after his bedtime he heard his dad walk into the kitchen and mommy start to yell.
"Today was his Game Pete! He wanted you to be there! You don't know what it's like to see your son cry at dinner because his Daddy doesn't love him."
Petey could hear Daddy's voice boom loud above Mommy's.
"I do love him Ashlee! I was busy today! I have lots of things to do!"
Daddy's voice softened slightly as Mommy started crying, "I forgot his game was today Ash..."
A loud crack echoed through the house...
Petey Cries.

And he's 18 he couldn't wait to move out
His parents wonder what all the rush is about
They never bothered with his dreams
Only thinking of theirs.
Wonders why he doesn't call and why he doesn't care

Brendon Urie "moved out" but really he ran away, it wasn't the first time, but it would most definately be the last, he smiled to himself, he was finally 18 and finally free. Finally free to be himself, finally free to be out of the closet, finally free to love, Finally, finally free to be happy. Dropping his bag in the passenger seat he smiled, knowing that beautiful things would come tomorrow, and if not tomorrow...soon.

But he's 32 and invincible
With everything he is based on principle
He never had a truly happy moment in his life
He didn't want the kids and he didn't want his wife.

Pete Stared at Ashlee as his hand flew up to his cheek, his eyes narrowed and he pushed her back against the refridgerator
"You don't want me here? Fine, I'll leave." He walked upstairs, seeing Petey peeking out of his bedroomm, eyes huge and tearfilled, he sighed shaking his head as he walked into his bedroom. Coming out with his suitcase packed he looked at Petey one last time.
"I'll see you later kiddo." Ruffling the boys hair before he left.
He inhales, exhales, gets in the car, looks up and sees an old picture of him and Patrick, he smiles, he's going to be ok. Pete Wentz is going to be Happy.

23 now got his life in his hands
He's looking all around and he doesn't understand
'Cause life's too busy, things get in the way
We all feel alone every single day

Ryan Ross frowns, he's just closed on his third house, why isn't he happy?
He looks down and sees his hands, bare. Sighing he looks up, his eyes landing on someone he's known for years, someone he's sure he could love, if he tried.
Ryan Ross smiles, walks over, kisses Brendon Urie.
Ryan Ross will never be alone again.

And I'm 18 couldn't wait to move out
It's been 5 years and now I'm starting to doubt...
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking off to someplace that isn't there

Brendon Urie looks out between to two heavy oak doors, he's wearing his white tux and his shoes were freshly shined just for the occasion.
Jon looks at Brendon and Grins "Are you ready, Bride Brendon?" Jon lets out a soft chuckle, the knot in Brendon's stomach loostens, he smiles, nods.
Jon walks him down the aisle Ryan's at the end of it, Grinning. Brendon Grins back and the knot dissolves, he takes Ryan's hand.
Jon sits next to Spencer, their fingers curling around eachother on the bench, Spencer Smiles, his heart heals.
Brendon stutters over his vows, acctdentally steps on Ryan's foot, bites his cheek, his lip, his nails. He's married.
Ryan Ross kisses his bride.

When I'm 32 will I be miserable?
With everything around based on principle
Will I have a clue, oh wouldn't it be nice
to never be alone in this wasted life.

Ryan Pouts, "Brendon, I'm getting old! Look!" he holds something in front of Brendon's face "a gray hair!"
Brendon smiles, chuckles low in his belly, pulls Ryan into a soft kiss and shakes his head. "Just imagine how many gray hairs you'll get when the girls become teenagers..."
Ryan looks over at the two little girls in their playpen and smiles at Brendon "I'm happy that we're a family... I'm happy you're my family."
Brendon smiles, nods, "me too." He's been free to be happy, but now. he is

I'm not dead or anything, I'm going through a lot right now and don't have any intrest in writing recently. Thank you all for undersnating. <3Mindy.

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Title: One Weekend can cost you your life.
Author: Me, 
Rating: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE
Pairing: RyanRoss/JAILBAIT!BrendonUrie
Summary: Brendon is a BABY! and Ryan is house/preteen sitting for teh weekedn while Brendons Parents are away. 

Warnings: under-age-ness.
Dedicated to: BRICEYYYYYYYYYY

So last night i was listening to "unfaithful" by Rihanna, and I had to write this songfic.

Title: Unfaithful
Pairing: Pete/Patrick, Pete/Ashlee.
Rating: R, Character death, Implied sexual acts, mild cursing.
Author:rockandrollrock
Warnings: Character Suicide, General unhappyness. 

HEY! I'm writing this ~epic fic~ and I really need someone who's willing to beta for me, most likely I'd send the file via e-mail to you, it's one microsoft word document. (2007 edition, I don't have a probelm converitng it from .docx to .doc,)

Here are a few reairements:
- Age=18+. as the fic will be rated NC-17, Have harsh language, underage sex, among other adult themes (if you have a problem with pedo fics, no need to apply.)
- lives in the US (preferably eastern timezone) and speaks "American English" 
- you MUST (and trust me this is a must) have an excellent working knowledge of the english language, grammar, spelling, etc.
- comment here with an AIM (or msn, yahoo, or myspace) screen name (or e-mail address, username, or myspace url) and a WORKING e-mail address, I may need to get a hold of you at a moments notice once I finish and these would be incedible to have.

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you have to have a registered email address.
 

Title: You're My Valentine
Author: rockandrollrock
Pairing: None really, written in first person, It could be Pete/Patrick or Ryan/Bredon (POV would be Patrick or Ryan)
Rating: I'm thinking R
Warning: Explicit content.


 

 

TITLE: Cabin Fever
Author: Me
Rating: R
Warning: this is sick.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing in this story, it is based off the movie “Cabin Fever”, and it starts at the campfire scene…

 

Title: Dear Ryan.
Pairing: Rydon. Mentioned Brendon/unknown girl.
Rating: PG, No swear words or anything.
Author: Me.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not Real, I only wrote this little piece of fiction because I was bored.
Warnings: None.
Authors Notes: Um, Well I don't remember exaclty when I wrote this, but recently I found it and tought it would be a good drabble.

Title: His
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Rating: R-ish, Non-detailed sex scene
Words: Just under 200.
Author: Me!
Summary: Pete and Patrick have sex, it means nothing, really.
Disclaimer: I do not know/own Pete Wentz or Patrick Stump, they belong to eachother ;D ...
Warning: not really...

Pete looked down at Patrick; sweaty-hot-flushed-Patrick. He let his hands roam soft-hot-sticky skin. He kissed Patrick’s lips soft-sweet-salty. He listened to Patrick’s breathing-gasps-moans. He sniffed Patrick’s neck, could smell soft-musky-powdery-Patrick.

“PatrickPatrickPatrick!” Pete called out, his voice going from low and breathy to high and “oh so yes” in an instant, he gripped Patrick’s hips harder, leaving bruises, marking him for later, scenting him as his own. This was his, all his; and no-one else was allowed his Patrick, the way he was now, this way, his way.

“OhGODPeteYES!” and Patrick’s body gave a shudder, his moan echoed through the house, and his release hot and sticky on their stomachs. Pete’s body gave out and he collapsed, Patrick’s fingers tangling in his hair, stroking-petting-loving.

Later on, little nothings, caring touches, sweet and passionate kisses, were exchanged, only to go back to “nothing” the very next day, but as all good things come to an end, so did this, and as time went on, Patrick sang more and more songs about him, because Pete saw him in a way, they both knew, no-one else had, or ever will.

Title: I’ll be your Playboy Bunny.
Author: Me
Pairing: Pete Wentz/Patrick Stump (Fall Out Boy)
Rating: ADULT CONTENT so, R
Disclaimer: I do not know, nor do I own Pete and Patrick. This is the product of my imagination.

 

Pete Opened the door and was met by Hemingway, the dog’s ass wiggled excitedly as he saw his master enter their home, he keeps running down the hall to the bedroom and back, as if he was trying to get Pete to chase him. Pete went into the kitchen and made himself a turkey sandwich before finally following the dog down to the bedroom.

There on the bed, his bed, was a playboy bunny pillow?! Pete didn’t know what to think of it, so he sat down on the bed next to it, he took a bite of his sandwich and picked up the pillow turning it over, on the back there was a yellow sticky note “Go outside to get a surprise” Pete smirked and popped the last of his sandwich in his mouth.

Outside Pete saw nothing out of the ordinary, then a flash of…Something, he turned and saw Patrick, in a gold Speedo and bunny ears sitting on a lounge chair. Pete’s jaw dropped and his pants grew tight, Patrick looked amazing, Patrick stood up and Pete took a step forward.

“What? Patrick, What are you?” he was cut off by a pair of lips attaching to his own.

“I’ll be your Playboy bunny…” Patrick whispered before leading Pete inside.

 

 Title: Pete Wentz goes through boyfriends like smokers go through lighters (or: Pete Wentz is a total Man-Whore)
Pairing: Various, But they all Invlove Pete Wentz, this one is Jon Walker.
Rating: Um, well, its Porn so NC-17.
Author: Me:</a></b></a>rockandrollrock and Dani:cool_as_dirt
Summary: PORN...Pete Wentz Spenda an afternoon on the MCR tour bus.
Disclaimer: FAKE Not REAL I do not Own or Know Pete Wentz or Jon Walker.
Warning:  PORNNNNNNN And lots of it.
Author's Notes: Each of Pete's "Boyfriends" represents a differnt phase or mood in his life, This Chapter is Pete's "I want you in a Physical way" Mood.
This is the fifth in a Series of Standaloones I'm co-writing with several WONDERFUL people, Check them out, and add my journal, It will be updated faster than the communities will. 



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