my fanfiction
listed in chronological order
don't you know that i belong arm and arm with you, baby ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 6,200 words
in which, brendon is off embracing his sexuality, and ryan is not jealous and certainly not in love with him.
you're my human holiday ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 24,000 words
in which brendon wants babies and weddings, and ryan's not so sure.
when all else fails (i'll be here) ~ ryan/brendon (ryan/alex greenwald, past ryan/keltie colleen) | nc-17 | 24,114 words
it was calming, refreshing, like taking your first breath after years of comatose. i felt okay. better than okay. for the first time in my life, i felt what normal must feel like. for the first time, that empty space, somewhere lodged between my chest and my ribcage, was filled.
when everything's coming your way (you're in the wrong lane) ~ spencer/jon (past jon/brendon, tom/ryan) | nc-17 | 50,709 words
into his second year of high school, spencer is beginning to learn what it's like to grow up, and how to survive it. from virginity and friendship to hormones and nasty ex-boyfriends, his sophomore year doesn't turn out quite how he expected it to; then again, with an insecure best friend and the school's most lovable senior for a boyfriend, 'ordinary' might have been too much to hope for.
let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster) ~ ryan/tom | pg-13 | 2,165 words
“so,” tom grins, “i guess we’re one of those sad couples that bought into a business scam.”
and the clock strikes twelve ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 2,518 words
brendon sinks into his chest, gaze landing on the mirror in front of them. "look at us," he breathes, even though Ryan already is.
of all the sparkling lights (i choose you) ~ spencer/tom | nc-17 | 1,545 words
spencer doesn’t know how he’s supposed to act when it’s only a fling, but to him, it feels like more.
vignette blur ~ brendon/ryan | nc-17 | 793 words | co-written with panic_smile
the lines of his ribs melt down into the smooth concave of his stomach, punctuated by his jutting hipbones.
take your time (coming home) ~ brendon/shane (mentions of past brendon/ryan) | pg | 2,924 words
brendon blinks, just as shane breaks the silence, asking, “you want another truth?”
growing our wings ~ brendon/spencer | pg-13 | 2,668 words | co-written with panic_smile
sometimes you just can’t go back.
between the branches ~ brendon/ryan | pg | 821 words
"first kisses are supposed to be awkward and bad," he says, and shimmies forward until his kneecaps bump against brendon’s, "or they wouldn’t be right."
206 ~ brendon/ryan | nc-17 | 1,673 words | co-written with panic_smile
this isn't the first time they've done this.
nail your colours to the mast ~ brendon/spencer | nc-17 | 17,773 words | co-written with panic_smile
towards the end, spencer was more like the glue to their castle made of popsicle sticks. gravity just happened to win this time.
on a hiding to nothing ~ brendon/spencer (jon/spencer, jon/brendon, jon/spencer/brendon) | nc-17 | 3,460 words
he’s only the second reason.
past stories found here
* all stories are fake and are a product of my over-active imagination. i do not own any of these boys, nor do i think i do.
don't you know that i belong arm and arm with you, baby ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 6,200 words
in which, brendon is off embracing his sexuality, and ryan is not jealous and certainly not in love with him.
you're my human holiday ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 24,000 words
in which brendon wants babies and weddings, and ryan's not so sure.
when all else fails (i'll be here) ~ ryan/brendon (ryan/alex greenwald, past ryan/keltie colleen) | nc-17 | 24,114 words
it was calming, refreshing, like taking your first breath after years of comatose. i felt okay. better than okay. for the first time in my life, i felt what normal must feel like. for the first time, that empty space, somewhere lodged between my chest and my ribcage, was filled.
when everything's coming your way (you're in the wrong lane) ~ spencer/jon (past jon/brendon, tom/ryan) | nc-17 | 50,709 words
into his second year of high school, spencer is beginning to learn what it's like to grow up, and how to survive it. from virginity and friendship to hormones and nasty ex-boyfriends, his sophomore year doesn't turn out quite how he expected it to; then again, with an insecure best friend and the school's most lovable senior for a boyfriend, 'ordinary' might have been too much to hope for.
let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster) ~ ryan/tom | pg-13 | 2,165 words
“so,” tom grins, “i guess we’re one of those sad couples that bought into a business scam.”
and the clock strikes twelve ~ ryan/brendon | nc-17 | 2,518 words
brendon sinks into his chest, gaze landing on the mirror in front of them. "look at us," he breathes, even though Ryan already is.
of all the sparkling lights (i choose you) ~ spencer/tom | nc-17 | 1,545 words
spencer doesn’t know how he’s supposed to act when it’s only a fling, but to him, it feels like more.
vignette blur ~ brendon/ryan | nc-17 | 793 words | co-written with panic_smile
the lines of his ribs melt down into the smooth concave of his stomach, punctuated by his jutting hipbones.
take your time (coming home) ~ brendon/shane (mentions of past brendon/ryan) | pg | 2,924 words
brendon blinks, just as shane breaks the silence, asking, “you want another truth?”
growing our wings ~ brendon/spencer | pg-13 | 2,668 words | co-written with panic_smile
sometimes you just can’t go back.
between the branches ~ brendon/ryan | pg | 821 words
"first kisses are supposed to be awkward and bad," he says, and shimmies forward until his kneecaps bump against brendon’s, "or they wouldn’t be right."
206 ~ brendon/ryan | nc-17 | 1,673 words | co-written with panic_smile
this isn't the first time they've done this.
nail your colours to the mast ~ brendon/spencer | nc-17 | 17,773 words | co-written with panic_smile
towards the end, spencer was more like the glue to their castle made of popsicle sticks. gravity just happened to win this time.
on a hiding to nothing ~ brendon/spencer (jon/spencer, jon/brendon, jon/spencer/brendon) | nc-17 | 3,460 words
he’s only the second reason.
past stories found here
* all stories are fake and are a product of my over-active imagination. i do not own any of these boys, nor do i think i do.