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eloiserummaging) wrote2011-04-30 09:40 pm
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i'm always in this twilight: bandom in the minor mode.
I've struggled a bit with how to define the bands I'm rec'ing for--I want a term that doesn't suggest they're worse as bands (they're not; for example, Empires is my favorite bandom/bandom-adjacent band) or even that their music is less popular, but rather that they're less popular in inspiring fanworks. The first tier would be FOB, Panic, and MCR, and the second, maybe Cobra, Gym Class, and TAI, and the third, these bands. I'm both over- and underthinking this. Have some recs :D?
As always, more recs tagged here--I have about 10-15 more each for Empires and The Cab. And please leave yours in the comments--this list is haphazard at best.
The Cab
flash_indie, You Be The Alcohol, I'll Be The Hangover. Cash/Singer. “You made out with Colligan? Because, dude, I hate to be the one to have to tell you, but it’s not exactly a secret.”
speshope, Fools Whether We Dance or Not. Cash/Singer. Crisis averted, Cash thinks, until his cell buzzes in his pocket and he opens it to be faced with an Angry Alex Wall of Text that boils down to 'Y WONT U DANCE W ME? I THOUGHT WE CAME 2GTHR.'
longtime_lurker, the glory and the dream. Cash/Singer. "Only you, dude. Only you would stick your dick into some random hole in the wall and trust to get it sucked instead of, like, ripped right off."
miserylovedme, The Things I Deserve. Cash/Singer. Then one day in mid-November Alex waits until Mr. Williams steps out of the room and then turns to him and asks, “You play guitar, right?” and it’s never really the same again.
beingothrwrldly, i said, 'it's hard to focus, with your fingers in his belt loops.' Johnson sits up and pulls his knees up to his chest and waits, and when Cash comes back out in his pajamas, Johnson looks up at him and says in one breath, "I think you should stop making out with Brendon and make out with me all the time instead, because I'm in love with you and I think that's the fair thing to do."
bluejbird, Make Good On All The Nasty Tricks You Pull. Cash/Johnson. Cash has kissed less people than he tells the guys (although more than they probably think he's kissed) and he's never kissed Johnson before.
riflethrough, Nerve to Walk The Floor. Johnson/Nate (Cobra Starship). Once, Nate turns his head in the middle of a song, maybe grinning in Johnson's direction, but then a spotlight is glinting off of a vibrating cymbal, and Nate is looking away again by the time Johnson blinks. // I want, Johnson thinks, can't finish the thought, not even to himself.
welltimedsmiles, Everybody's Living Like They're Crazy in Love. Cash/Brendon (Panic! At the Disco). Later, Singer will point out that he's pretty sure that "buying you anything you want ever," probably totally counts as "I do" in some cultures.
Empires
kalpurna, Open Up Your Eyes. Sean/Tom. "Sleep with me," Tom blurts out and then actually claps his hand to his mouth like a fucking cartoon character. Sean looks like he's been hit with an Acme anvil.
battleofhydaspe, echo, echo (i know it's a sin to kiss and swallow). Sean/Tom. AU (Tom is a fetish photographer). Tom’s first encounter with Sean van Vleet is a little unfortunate. Because Tom? He has Sean’s friend, Ryan, hanging three feet over the floor, tied to a beam in Tom’s studio by his wrists. Sequel.
battleofhydaspe, stranger things have happened. Sean/Tom. “I was just thinking about having sex with you,” Tom says. “I don’t know, man, this is so weird.”
bluejbird, makes me feel much taller than you are. Sean/Tom, past Tom/William (Beckett; TAI). “Why are you here?” Tom asks, taking a step forward so he’s in the alley, the door swinging shut behind him. “Did you come to see me fuck up again?” “Yes,” William answers truthfully.
valmontheights, 'Cause None of Us Were Angels. Al/Ryan J (background Sean/Tom). "Jesus, Ryan, it's not like I only started wanting this yesterday[.]"
The Hush Sound
savvygambols, like in a song. Gen. Bob plays along, strummin' and hummin' 'cause he's a player like that, a player-along, and once she thinks that, her fingers slip on the piano and she starts laughing too much to sing the song.
oliviafic, Fantaisie-Impromptu. Greta/Vicky-T. "I like your stockings," Greta says, inanely, and Victoria laughs. "I like your voice. Is that enough small talk?, aka the infamous one where Vicky-T left a comment (on the original LJ post).
cloviswest, You've Really Got A Hold On Me. Chris/Darren. "I love you madly," Chris said, batting his eyelashes as Darren did his pants up for him.
sobrellevar, all you can ever learn is what you already know (myspace is a place for liars). Chris/Darren. “…I read this book once,” Chris continues, “Where nothing happened in the story, and everything happened in the footnotes.”
Paramore/Charlotte Sometimes
impertinence, To Unsturdy Hands. Hayley/Charlotte. "She's too cool for you anyway."
flyingtapes, a sip of water, a sip of wine. Hayley/Charlotte. She was fucking exhausted, and just because she didn't call her girlfriend in a timely fashion after a transcontinental flight didn't mean she didn't fucking love her.
Plain White Ts
just_katarin, The Wedding of the Century. De'Mar/Nick Scimeca. "It's the happiest day of our lives; presents befitting the occasion aren't too much to ask for." Sequel. Drabble sequel.
As always, more recs tagged here--I have about 10-15 more each for Empires and The Cab. And please leave yours in the comments--this list is haphazard at best.
The Cab
flash_indie, You Be The Alcohol, I'll Be The Hangover. Cash/Singer. “You made out with Colligan? Because, dude, I hate to be the one to have to tell you, but it’s not exactly a secret.”
speshope, Fools Whether We Dance or Not. Cash/Singer. Crisis averted, Cash thinks, until his cell buzzes in his pocket and he opens it to be faced with an Angry Alex Wall of Text that boils down to 'Y WONT U DANCE W ME? I THOUGHT WE CAME 2GTHR.'
longtime_lurker, the glory and the dream. Cash/Singer. "Only you, dude. Only you would stick your dick into some random hole in the wall and trust to get it sucked instead of, like, ripped right off."
miserylovedme, The Things I Deserve. Cash/Singer. Then one day in mid-November Alex waits until Mr. Williams steps out of the room and then turns to him and asks, “You play guitar, right?” and it’s never really the same again.
beingothrwrldly, i said, 'it's hard to focus, with your fingers in his belt loops.' Johnson sits up and pulls his knees up to his chest and waits, and when Cash comes back out in his pajamas, Johnson looks up at him and says in one breath, "I think you should stop making out with Brendon and make out with me all the time instead, because I'm in love with you and I think that's the fair thing to do."
bluejbird, Make Good On All The Nasty Tricks You Pull. Cash/Johnson. Cash has kissed less people than he tells the guys (although more than they probably think he's kissed) and he's never kissed Johnson before.
riflethrough, Nerve to Walk The Floor. Johnson/Nate (Cobra Starship). Once, Nate turns his head in the middle of a song, maybe grinning in Johnson's direction, but then a spotlight is glinting off of a vibrating cymbal, and Nate is looking away again by the time Johnson blinks. // I want, Johnson thinks, can't finish the thought, not even to himself.
welltimedsmiles, Everybody's Living Like They're Crazy in Love. Cash/Brendon (Panic! At the Disco). Later, Singer will point out that he's pretty sure that "buying you anything you want ever," probably totally counts as "I do" in some cultures.
Empires
kalpurna, Open Up Your Eyes. Sean/Tom. "Sleep with me," Tom blurts out and then actually claps his hand to his mouth like a fucking cartoon character. Sean looks like he's been hit with an Acme anvil.
battleofhydaspe, echo, echo (i know it's a sin to kiss and swallow). Sean/Tom. AU (Tom is a fetish photographer). Tom’s first encounter with Sean van Vleet is a little unfortunate. Because Tom? He has Sean’s friend, Ryan, hanging three feet over the floor, tied to a beam in Tom’s studio by his wrists. Sequel.
battleofhydaspe, stranger things have happened. Sean/Tom. “I was just thinking about having sex with you,” Tom says. “I don’t know, man, this is so weird.”
bluejbird, makes me feel much taller than you are. Sean/Tom, past Tom/William (Beckett; TAI). “Why are you here?” Tom asks, taking a step forward so he’s in the alley, the door swinging shut behind him. “Did you come to see me fuck up again?” “Yes,” William answers truthfully.
valmontheights, 'Cause None of Us Were Angels. Al/Ryan J (background Sean/Tom). "Jesus, Ryan, it's not like I only started wanting this yesterday[.]"
The Hush Sound
savvygambols, like in a song. Gen. Bob plays along, strummin' and hummin' 'cause he's a player like that, a player-along, and once she thinks that, her fingers slip on the piano and she starts laughing too much to sing the song.
oliviafic, Fantaisie-Impromptu. Greta/Vicky-T. "I like your stockings," Greta says, inanely, and Victoria laughs. "I like your voice. Is that enough small talk?, aka the infamous one where Vicky-T left a comment (on the original LJ post). cloviswest, You've Really Got A Hold On Me. Chris/Darren. "I love you madly," Chris said, batting his eyelashes as Darren did his pants up for him.
sobrellevar, all you can ever learn is what you already know (myspace is a place for liars). Chris/Darren. “…I read this book once,” Chris continues, “Where nothing happened in the story, and everything happened in the footnotes.”
Paramore/Charlotte Sometimes
impertinence, To Unsturdy Hands. Hayley/Charlotte. "She's too cool for you anyway."
flyingtapes, a sip of water, a sip of wine. Hayley/Charlotte. She was fucking exhausted, and just because she didn't call her girlfriend in a timely fashion after a transcontinental flight didn't mean she didn't fucking love her.
Plain White Ts
just_katarin, The Wedding of the Century. De'Mar/Nick Scimeca. "It's the happiest day of our lives; presents befitting the occasion aren't too much to ask for." Sequel. Drabble sequel.