My sister gave me my birthday present a little early, because I am awesome and also because no one in our family can keep secrets. Heroes season two collector's edition, SCORE. Also I found out my brother's getting me Rock Band 2 (DOUBLE SCORE) and my mom's getting me Heroes season one. Not too shabby.

If you guys haven't read this fic yet - All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Mr. Brian's Kindergarten Class, you really, really should. It's bandom kid!fic, and it is freaking adorable.

Happy birthday to meagan868! I'm so glad we met, sugar. I hope you have an awesome day, and if there's anything I can do (fic, graphics, picspam, etc.) to make it better, please let me know! :)

A couple porny little ficbits I wrote at schneestern recently. They're not even really in story format, and far from beta'd.



I blame this picture.



So like, idek what the whole nun thing is about in the video, but let's say it's really random - it's Pete, come on, it probably totally is. Anyway, so he gets Patrick to agree to dress up as these nuns, and he's laughing about it the whole time, like his seal laugh just constantly, and Patrick's getting into the garb and going, "What the hell, Pete, seriously, this is so weird, and probably offensive."

And Pete's like, "Ha ha ha, it totally is. But it'll be funny."

And Patrick's putting the headpiece on, and fastening it, and he totally looks like some cherubic, virginal nun. And suddenly Pete's not laughing anymore. He's only half into his own costume, and he immediately takes it off so he's just back in his jeans and t-shirt again. Patrick's like, "Not funny, dude, if I'm going out there like this, I'm not going alone." And Pete's thinking, I have no idea how the rest of MCR kept their hands off Gerard when he dressed up like a priest. Because HOT DAMN. Patrick looks good.

So Pete starts going, "So when exactly did you decide to become a bride of Christ?" And Patrick's rolling his eyes, refusing to play along, but Pete's serious. He takes Patrick's glasses off and sets them aside, and says, "Don't you ever...wonder?"

Patrick's kind of confused, because he's not sure if Pete's still playing or what, but he's known him long enough to know there's a good possibility this just turned into something else. So he plays with the cuff of his habit and says, "...wonder about what?"

Pete says, "About sex. What it would be like. You know. 'Cause you're a virgin and all, right?" And he looks like he's half-afraid Patrick's gonna tell him this is sick, that Patrick's not gonna play along.

So Patrick smooths down his outfit and plays along. "Of course I wonder. Everybody wonders." And then he sort of slyly says, "Not all nuns are untouched before they take their vows, you know. We just vow to stay chaste afterward."

Pete stands up and kind of crowds in on Patrick, keeping his hands to himself yet, but close enough that it'd be uncomfortable if it was anybody else invading his space. "So are you?" And he's totally not even hedging now, just flat out asking, and Patrick's played enough games with Pete to know what he wants to hear.

So Patrick says, "Yeah, I am."

Pete closes in even more, puts his hands on Patrick's waist and kind of bucks his hips just a little bit, almost like he's trying to scare Patrick off, make it awkward. "Do any of the sisters ever break their vows?"

Patrick keeps himself from bucking back, because he's hard as a fucking rock under the heavy fabric of the habit, but Pete's totally into this. He makes himself look down, tries to pretend like he's never fucked anyone before, never had this kind of attention. He can feel the smallest bit of a blush prickling its way up his throat. "A couple did, but they got sent away."

Pete presses in until his hips are flush with Patrick's, and even through the heavy fabric Patrick can feel Pete's just as hard as he is. He bites back a groan.

"What about...the ones that didn't get caught?"

Patrick shrugs half-heartedly. "I've heard about it happening." He tries not to make it sound like he's asking for Pete to just touch him already.

Pete reaches down and grabs a pleat of the habit, slowly starts bunching it into his hand. The hem starts rising, showing off Patrick's ankles, his calves, his knees, before Pete can't hold anymore fabric in his fist. He uses his other hand and just jerks the whole thing up until Patrick's boxers are visible. Patrick blushes for real this time.

"I can't...I shouldn't," he says, and he pushes at Pete's hands, but it's weak, and his dick is poking through his boxers so it's a pointless effort.

Pete leans in and kisses the spot where Patrick's cheek meets the crisp white part of the headpiece, leaning in to trap the bunches of fabric between their bodies so he can spare a hand to wrap around Patrick's erection.

"Nobody'll ever know," Pete murmurs, breath hot against Patrick's cheek. "I won't fuck you. You'll still be a virgin."

Wrongdirtybad occurs to Patrick, because this so is, but Pete's hand is jerking him roughly through the slit in his boxers, and he can't quite say no.

"C'mon, touch me. Touch my dick," Pete says, but it's kind of a moot point because he's already grabbed Patrick's hand and dragged it down to press against the bulge in Pete's pants. Patrick fumbles with the zipper, and he supposes it makes it seem more realistic - the virgin nun who can't even work a zipper because she's (he's?) so turned on - but it's really just his own lack of coordination.

Finally Pete shoves his pants down until they pool around his ankles, and Patrick grabs his dick, hand already closing just tight enough to make it hurt, thumb pressing at the underside. Pete groans, fucking into Patrick's fist and jerking Patrick off even harder. Patrick's already gone, so far gone, ready to come, but he can hear Pete mumbling stuff against his face - "so hot, so dirty, baby, that's it, come on" - and he's finished. Pete comes right after, letting Patrick's hand fall away so he can finish up the last few strokes on his own, making sure he messes up the pristine black of the habit.

Pete says, "Jesus, that was fucking hot," and Patrick goes, "Amen."



Gabe has Mikey dress up in a nurse's outfit, all short white dress and stockings, garter belts and high heels, top three buttons undone to show off Mikey's prominent collarbone, little white hat on at an angle, lips painted with a whorish shade of red.

Gabe is the lecherous patient, and he tells Mikey beforehand not to give in too easily. He wants the consent to be just a little dubious.

Mikey comes in to take Gabe's temperature, and it starts out with Gabe just leering at Mikey's open dress, brushing a hand over Mikey's ass when he turns away, letting his erection tent the sheet without any attempts to hide it. Mikey pulls his dress down as far as it'll go (which is just barely enough to cover his ass) and buttons the top up, but Gabe just gets more handsy. He starts running his hand up the inside of Mikey's thigh, fingers sliding easily over the sheen of white stockings until he hits warm skin, and Mikey tries to shove Gabe's hand down and out, tries to dance away on coltish legs, but Gabe has a hand around Mikey's waist, uses it to pull him into bed.

Mikey slaps ineffectually, keeps saying, "Mr. Saporta, stop, this is totally inappropriate, I'll report you and you'll be restrained until you recuperate," but he doesn't actually scream, doesn't punch, and when Gabe gets his hand all the way up under Mikey's dress to palm his erection through the thin panties he's wearing, Mikey doesn't struggle much at all.

When Gabe shoves the panties to the side and the garter belts snap under the pressure, Mikey arches and his dress rides up past his hips. Gabe wants to kiss him, but Mikey's lipstick is so pristine yet, and Gabe would rather see it smeared on his cock, those bright red lips stretched obscenely. So he shoves Mikey down, and Mikey goes, because he won't admit it, but the feeling of the silk panties against his cock had him hard before he even pulled the dress on, and the way the high heels make his legs look long and slender instead of gangly and awkward had him ready to come before Gabe even touched him.

So he goes down willingly, puts his ass in the air and wraps his lips around Gabe's dick, sucks until his jaw aches and his lips feel swollen. And when Gabe comes, Mikey keeps his mouth on his softening dick, reaching down to pull his panties back into place and rubbing them over his own dick until he comes into them.

Also, this is probably getting way old, but I know some of you signed up for ysosrsbandom later, are any of you in the Church of Hot Addiction with me? WE GOTS STUFF TO DISCUSS.