Fanfiction by Elucreh

I've always felt incredibly guilty that I got very, very ill in May and never really reviewed the Gold Motel show I went to in New Jersey properly, so I'm going to write up a quick little review of the one I went to tonight because ALL PUBLICITY IS GOOD PUBLICITY, and we MUST SUPPORT THE ARTISTS!!!! (There. Moralising over. Promise.)


EASILY the oldest non-parent there. By a good seven or eight years. *sigh*


A band called Now, Now were the very first openers, and they were...well. Adorable, in a "OMG baby scenesters" in much the same tone as one might say "OMG puppies!" kind of way. They couldn't really enunciate, so I have no idea what they were singing about, their hair was so scene I could identify it, and their levels were screwed to all hell. They were fronted by a girl who was...okay, picture a female Mikey Way, circa Summer of Like. Now let her front the band. Both the other guitarist and the drummer had considerably more stage presence, so I...couldn't really tell you why she was the one who was doing most of the talking, but...okay, then!


Then GM came out to soundcheck, and damn, friends, the backing vocalist has pipes. As much I as I adore and wish to revel in Greta's voice forever and ever amen, I would in no way object to his singing more than just backup, it's a fabulous sound. Greta managed to rile up the crowd while soundchecking, and by the time we burst into the opening song they were already nicely warmed up. People, even the people who were mostly standing around trying to be too cool for the openers, were moving to the MUSIC, which was SO FUCKING AWESOME OMG.

I know I am a zillion times over prejudiced, but I LOVE THIS MUSIC, okay, and seeing it live is AMAZING.

Also I think the guy standing next to me in the crowd fell in love with Greta. I was so grown-up, I didn't even say, "Get in line, pal."



We went out and small-talked with Greta for about thirty seconds after the set, but both Talkative and I had early work and long days ahead of us, so we didn't stick around for Hellogoodbye or Jukebox Ghost (Ghost Jukebox?). I had seen what I was there to see, after all. ^_^


But, to sum up: IF THEY EVER COME WITHIN TWO HUNDRED MILES OF YOU, GO SEE GOLD MOTEL IN CONCERT. YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT EVEN A LITTLE, BECAUSE THEY ARE SUPREMELY AWESOME.


I am still a little high on that concert, man oh man.

Title: Prelude (the Leadup Remix)
Author: elucreh
Pairing: Spencer/Brendon
Rated: PG-13
Wordcount: ~1100
Summary: In which, Brendon can't quite make himself be easy with being left behind.
Notes: A remix of Seratonation's Picture in My Mind, for the Remix Redux; part of the Journey 'Verse

( Brendon knows he's being stupid. )

So apparently when I am procrastinating I suddenly remember and finish ancient bits of domestic fluffery. harriet_vane's fault, AS ALWAYS.

harriet_vane: http://twitter.com/petewentz/statuses/8302818080

elucreh: OH MY GOD, PETE, I LOVE HOW MARRIED YOUR DOUBLE DATE COMPANIONS ARE

harriet_vane : This is clearly the fic where Ashlee thinks they ARE dating and there's a lot of awkward coughing and hemming and hawing when they try to explain that uh... actually no?

(BUT OBVIOUSLY THEY ARE IN LOVE)

( Ashlee Simpson: Girl Romance Detective )

Takes place in the same 'verse as Promises, about a year later when they have figured all their shit out. There will be a middle story(ies) someday, I promised Rachel.


Title: Proclamations
Author: elucreh
Pairing: Spencer/Brendon
Rated: Adult
Wordcount: ~1100
Summary: In which, Spencer selects a belt for a very special purpose
Notes: For harriet_vane, who posted this picture and then demanded that I write the beltporn she had made me talk about, and for mrsquizzical who chimed in. Warning for d/s, possessive!kink, and bondage.

( Proclamations )

WIP AMNESTY: LESS WIPS IN THE NEW YEAR meme.

Stolen from harriet_vane, and sunsetmog, and reni_days, and a whole bunch of other people, because it is an awesome idea! *cheers*

This one started as commentfic somewhere in emilyray's journal; the Ryan/Jon stuff is mostly her. Pretty well killed by the whole Valentine fiasco, and I've lost interest by now anyway.

( Skating AU )

So a friend of mine remembered to post fanart she'd had for one of her stories forever, and it reminded me, hey, I have podfic I've been meaning to point to forever!

ivesia19, who is fabulous, has recorded my very first independent bandom story, But Where Do the Nuns Come In? for the rydenrevival community/movement.

You can find her charming podfic here

Okay, so I did the "personal canon" meme, and wanted to round up my responses. Since apparently I am never going to actually FINISH any of the ten million fics I am writing. Ever. Here is pseudo-fic to tide you over!


(Warning: I am most mired in my drama-filled epic WiP, and uh. Spencer and Ryan are kind of bitter and ridic in that. So, well, their share of personal canon was not precisely cheery. I promise I love them, even though that totally does not come across here.)

Give me a character from a fandom I follow/have followed and I will give you up to five facts about them from my personal canon--that is to say, it may not be confirmed as true, but it's true in my head.


( for the_randomist: Zack )

( For tty63: Brendon )

( For ignipes: Shane )

( For flamingsword: Greta )

( For mrsquizzical: Spencer )

( For spinfrog: Ryan Ross )

( For reni_days: Pete )

( For shihadchick, a fandom I've never written before: Cappie, from GREEK )