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[harborshore]

I'm stealing a meme from colouredmango (who is borrowing my brain for the evening, btw, and has promised to feed and care for it properly--no, don't ask) and liketheroad.

Ask me about a pairing I have written (or haven't and you think I should write) and I will give you five facts about them or a ficlet or a song that is CLEARLY THEIR SONG or their wedding china pattern, etc etc! Let's say this one is any fandom/band/etc that you can reasonably assume that I'm familiar with, yeah? Familiar meaning, you know, having heard of them.

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[erraticonstilts.livejournal.com]

gerard/lyn-z!

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Let's call this one: First Kisses in Four What-ifs

1. In this verse I'm writing, they're both revolutionaries, right? And they've been getting closer and closer to something ever since the group rescued Gerard from jail. He'd never met Lindsey before that night, but she was--she'd rescued him and a bunch of others, and she'd finished it off by teaming up with Alicia and busting Chantal and Brian out from where they were being held at gunpoint by the foreman of the jail. Gerard couldn't stop thinking about that, about the way she'd looked, blood everywhere and her eyes, just--he can't stop thinking about it, still.

There's a moment when they're planning the Chicago move, when Lindsey calls him an idiot and says, no, they can't skip any of the three steps she just outlined or they won't even fucking get to Chicago, okay? He can't help it, he reaches out and touches her cheek and her eyes go soft.

"You're right," he says. "You're right, you know."

She nods, slowly starting to smile. "I do know," she says. "You know what else I know?"

And he can't breathe, but he has to try it, has to lean in and brush his lips across hers. She laughs against his mouth, laughs and gets her hand into his hair, holding on.

2. From the verse where they met in college:

"I swear to god, Way, if you don't stop wandering around when you have fucking insomnia, I won't be responsible for--"

Gerard opens the door and cuts off her tirade, hands already waving apologetically before he starts to talk. "I know," he says, "I know, but I just, I mean, look--" and he opens the door further, pointing at his floor.

Lyn-Z draws a sharp breath when she sees the giant paper he's rolled out on the floor that he's already started to fill with dragons and skeletons; princesses and zombies. So much color, she's kind of stunned, and she loves it. Except--

"You need," she says, pointing at one of the corners. "For balance, right?"

And he's nodding frantically, handing her a brush.

They turn it into a co-drawn work, there, and neither of them sleep all night. She kisses him when the sun starts creeping through the blinds and he looks at her like he wants to draw her, again and again and again. She knows she wants to draw him; he's definitely going in the series she was so stuck on, her creepy, creepy city.

3. The time they met in high school, he kissed her on a dare, only instead of slapping him like he thought she would, she pulled away and said, "I know it was a dare, but did you actually want to?"

He nods frantically, because, hello, fucking combat boots and attitude and anger, didn't she know how goddamn hot she was?

She smiles impishly at his flapping and says, "I think you're pretty cute too. For the record."

4. Gerard was halfway through the lecture Bob had dubbed "The Evils of Sexism in the Scene, part the 31st," when Lyn-Z looked up and put a finger against his lip.

"You're sweet," she said, "really sweet, in fact, and I wish more guys thought the way you did. Of course, you're also dead wrong about a couple of things, and I'm gonna explain why in a second, I just have to--" and she leaned forward, kissing him softly, then pulled away. "Yeah?" she said.

"I was gonna do that," was the only thing he managed to say.

"Okay then," she said, and pulled him down.

[erraticonstilts.livejournal.com]

oh my god i have so much love for these <3333 i think the last one is my favorite, i can totally see that happening. gerard and lyn-z ♥____♥

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I don't actually think 4 is canon, except for in my head it kind of really is, if that makes sense. Personal canon, if you will. I'm glad you liked them! ♥

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

I love all of these a lot. The first one the most, maybe, for Gerard falling for Lindsey while she's spattered with blood and rescuing Chantel and Brian.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Dude, I forgot if you read it or not (and forgive me if you did), but you know that's my big bang, right? I mean, that story isn't about Lyn-Z/Gerard as a pairing at all, but the hints are so there. And if I get the sequel figured out, well. *beams at you*

[blindmouse.livejournal.com]

Oh shit, really? I have a bunch of big bangs still marked to read, but I didn't realise one of them was yours. Excited, now \o/

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

That story is kind of the stupid story of my heart in a lot of ways. Revolution! People being awesome! Explosions! People caring about each other! Etc. I hope you like it, hon. ♥