Masterlist
So, I realise it might be a little early for something like this, but really, I know I won't be bothered once I actually have enough 'cause I'm lazy like that so here you go. Fics in respective pairings, newest at the bottom :3
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Brendon Urie/Ryan Ross
In the Middle of Summer [s/a] PG-13 | 1548 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
Ryan was furious. He'd told Brendon to practice that song, even staying up most of the night just to help him. No sleep made Ryan irritable. He unstrapped his guitar and slammed it against the plush carpet.
"Fuck you, Brendon Boyd Urie!"
But You Don’t Really Care For Music (Love is Not a Victory March) [s/a] PG-13 | 2257 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
There was nobody there to say, “Oh my God, Bren, is it possible for you to not stuff up a song once in a while?” and then stick a small post it with a smiley face on his bunk.
Fever Challenge
MASTERLIST
2. The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide is Press Coverage
“We’re Making Some Progress (Swear We’ll Shake it Up)”
Gabe Saporta/William Beckett
I May Not Be Loved But They Always Recall My Name [s/a] PG-13 | 1152 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
The older man was clearly getting annoyed with the girl. His voice got louder, rougher; and just as he was about to make his move, a quiet laugh was heard behind him. Both turned to look at the tall, dark-skinned, young male standing there confidently. His eyes twinkled with knowledge they did not possess, and in his hand was a thin needle attached to a syringe.
Bob Bryar/Ryan Ross
We're Only Liars, But We're the Best [s/a] R | 1353 words | Beta: odamebrown | Brendon/Ryan, Bob/Undisclosed
Bob knew, from the moment Ryan Ross walked into that Starbucks during his shift, that the tall, but thin teenage boy had to be his.
Ficlets
Brendon/Spencer, 'Winter/Cuddles' G | 212 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly
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Masterlistficthingy 0.o
Brendon Urie/Ryan Ross
In the Middle of Summer [s/a] PG-13 | 1548 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
Ryan was furious. He'd told Brendon to practice that song, even staying up most of the night just to help him. No sleep made Ryan irritable. He unstrapped his guitar and slammed it against the plush carpet.
"Fuck you, Brendon Boyd Urie!"
But You Don’t Really Care For Music (Love is Not a Victory March) [s/a] PG-13 | 2257 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
There was nobody there to say, “Oh my God, Bren, is it possible for you to not stuff up a song once in a while?” and then stick a small post it with a smiley face on his bunk.
Fever Challenge
MASTERLIST
2. The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide is Press Coverage
“We’re Making Some Progress (Swear We’ll Shake it Up)”
Gabe Saporta/William Beckett
I May Not Be Loved But They Always Recall My Name [s/a] PG-13 | 1152 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly |
The older man was clearly getting annoyed with the girl. His voice got louder, rougher; and just as he was about to make his move, a quiet laugh was heard behind him. Both turned to look at the tall, dark-skinned, young male standing there confidently. His eyes twinkled with knowledge they did not possess, and in his hand was a thin needle attached to a syringe.
Bob Bryar/Ryan Ross
We're Only Liars, But We're the Best [s/a] R | 1353 words | Beta: odamebrown | Brendon/Ryan, Bob/Undisclosed
Bob knew, from the moment Ryan Ross walked into that Starbucks during his shift, that the tall, but thin teenage boy had to be his.
Ficlets
Brendon/Spencer, 'Winter/Cuddles' G | 212 words | Beta: bookxbutterfly