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fifteendozentimes) wrote2011-07-22 03:31 pm
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I'm bored & feel like writing but I need a break from the universe I've been working in all week, so!
tell me a pairing of mine and i'll give you:
1. what they most commonly do during sex.
2. who has prettier hair.
3. what they argue about most often.
4. who'd cope best if the other one died.
5. the happiest plausible happily-ever-after I can think of for them.
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Brendon/Spencer/Nicole (obvs thanks to #4 they all discuss character death, but I kind of went OTT with the sad in this one, fair warning) (Maybe We're Both Too Far Gone 'verse)
Brendon/Spencer/Nicole (Sugar Daddy 'verse)
Tom/Sean
Kevin/Mike
Jon/Ryan
Nicole/Ian
Brendon/Ian (porny)
Ryan J/Max
Spencer/Zack
(already prompted, but not done yet: Mike/Tom, Nick Lucas & Ryan Ross, Dallon/Spencer, Dallon/Brendon, Z/Greta)
tell me a pairing of mine and i'll give you:
1. what they most commonly do during sex.
2. who has prettier hair.
3. what they argue about most often.
4. who'd cope best if the other one died.
5. the happiest plausible happily-ever-after I can think of for them.
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ink_on_the_page)Filled:
Brendon/Spencer/Nicole (obvs thanks to #4 they all discuss character death, but I kind of went OTT with the sad in this one, fair warning) (Maybe We're Both Too Far Gone 'verse)
Brendon/Spencer/Nicole (Sugar Daddy 'verse)
Tom/Sean
Kevin/Mike
Jon/Ryan
Nicole/Ian
Brendon/Ian (porny)
Ryan J/Max
Spencer/Zack
(already prompted, but not done yet: Mike/Tom, Nick Lucas & Ryan Ross, Dallon/Spencer, Dallon/Brendon, Z/Greta)
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warning: character death sad sad angst sad
what they most commonly do during sex.
"Huh," Brendon says, from in front of the big "What Kink Should We Try Tonight?" cork board on their bedroom wall.
"What?"
"We've done them all."
"That's impossible," Nicole says. She remembers making that list with Brendon, the night she'd found the porn on his computer and they'd talked about their kinks. They'd spent, like, six hours talking and Googling and talking more and pausing to fuck and eventually coming up with a list of everything they wanted to try; it took up two whole pages in one of Brendon's notebooks. Spencer had vetoed a few things when they showed it to him, but he'd added more than he'd taken away. But when she gets up to look, Brendon's right; there's a hole in most of the pastel squares from the darts they use when they're feeling indecisive, and every single sheet has a note on it, a star or a frowny face or, in a couple cases, six or seven exclamation points and a happy face. "Whoa."
"Please don't tell me you hit something gross," Spencer says, from the doorway. "It's way too hot to get peed on."
"We didn't hit anything," Nicole tells him. "There's nothing left."
"That's impossible."
"That's what I said!"
"Guys," Brendon says, "maybe that means vanilla sex can be our kink tonight?"
"Boring," Nicole says, but she's grinning, and she doesn't complain when Spencer scoops her up and tosses her on the prop-free bed.
*
who has prettier hair
Chelsea races to Nicole's house so fast she's honestly surprised she didn't mow down any pedestrians or rear-end someone or even get a ticket. Nicole had sounded so upset on the phone, though, so even if she had killed a handful of pedestrians it would have been okay.
Pete Wentz, Ryan Ross, Dallon and Ian are sitting on the overstuffed couch in Brendon, Spencer and Nicole's living room, looking varying levels of concerned and bored. Nicole's sitting on Brendon's lap in one of their cozy armchairs, Spencer on the arm with his hand in hers. They don't look anything like a couple - triad, whatever - in the kind of distress Nicole had made it sound like on the phone.
"We called you all over to resolve a very important question," Spencer says. "Which of the three of us has the prettiest hair?"
"You do," Chelsea says, at the same time as Pete and Dallon say "Nicole" and Ryan says "Brendon". Ian says, "me"; Chelsea always knew she liked him best.
*
what they argue about most often
"No," Spencer says, "I don't think it's unreasonable."
"You're saying no just to prove you can say no, that's completely unreasonable."
"We have plans."
Nicole sighs. "Why can't you do your dinner and a movie thing on Saturday?"
"Because I planned it for Friday."
"You can move it, I can't move my premiere, Jesus."
"Well, it's not my fault your premiere landed on my night with - "
"Stop! Fuck, just stop it. I'm sure it's really fucking fun for you to pull this shit so when we ask Brendon what he thinks and he picks you over me I get reminded where I stand, but it's not fucking fun for me, so from now on can we just assume I know?"
Spencer blinks. "I didn't - you're so stupid."
"Okay." Nicole stands up so fast her chair falls over. Whatever. "Okay, I'm - whatever. Go to your fucking movie, I don't even care."
"Nic, sit down."
"I need to - "
"Sit down."
Spencer could easily make her sit down; he does it a lot, really, when he wants Nicole in his lap or wants her to hang out with him and watch a movie or when he just wants to remind them both how much bigger and stronger he is because they both get off on it. The fact that he doesn't, that his voice is insistent but he doesn't make a move to force her, is the only reason she picks her chair up and sits back down.
"I didn't - you're not stupid, Nic, I'm sorry. It's not - it has nothing to do with putting you in your place, I just - he - sometimes it's nice to, y'know, pretend he likes me better."
"He - of course he does."
"He had like ten years he could have fallen in love with me the way he did with you in, like, six months."
"I, um, I didn't know you - "
"For the record," Brendon says from the doorway, "I think you're both idiots. Also, if you're going to fight over me, I should at least be getting presents so I have a fair way to decide who I like better."
*
who'd cope best if the other one died.
Brendon had looked so small, by the end of it, Spencer started hating himself for every second he'd gotten off on the size difference between them. The funeral was closed casket, because Spencer couldn't look at that weird still shadow of who Brendon has been one second longer, and Nicole refused to help with any decisions.
"I'm sorry," she said, from under the pile of blankets she's been nesting in for the past two weeks, when Spencer brings her a protein shake she'll have two sips of and claim to be full. "I shouldn't - I'll call Chelsea, maybe. You shouldn't have to take care of me."
Spencer sighs and sits on the bed, tugs her until she rests her head on his thigh and he can comb through her limp, dull hair with his fingers. "I like taking care of you."
"You should - you had him longer. It's probably awful for you, and I'm not - I should be taking care of you."
"You are," Spencer says. "You're giving me something to do, something to focus on."
Nicole nods a little; he's not sure she believes him, but she doesn't argue, and she drinks a little over half of the protein shake before she grimaces and hands it back to him.
*
the happiest plausible happily-ever-after I can think of for them.
(I have a chatfic 'verse where when Brendon & Nicole had a bb, they worried about Spencer getting jealous/feeling left out so they called the bb Spencer Jr. and then it just kind of stuck after she was born. I'm stealing that for this, lol)
Brendon briefly considers murdering Spencer and Nicole; they were supposed to be back from their date an hour ago, so Spencer could take his turn with the insomniac screaming machine the baby turned into at some point. He's mostly happy about it, since after all the worrying about how Spencer 2 might cause a rift, Nicole and Spencer just ended up closer than they've ever been, but goddamn, a nap would be nice.
Spencer taps him on the shoulder as he's wondering whether it's immoral to contemplate murder while holding a baby.
"Sorry," he says, as he takes her. "They fucked up our reservation and we didn't want to call on the off-chance you'd gotten her to sleep."
"It's fine," Brendon says, presses a quick kiss to Spencer's lips before heading down to the studio, where they'd taken advantage of the soundproofing to set up a bed and sleep through the screaming.
Nicole's sitting on the bed, beaming, stupidly pretty in one of Spencer's t-shirts and a pair of Brendon's underpants with her hair still up from dinner.
"I hope you're not happy because you think you're getting laid," he tells her, flopping onto the mattress. "I'm too tired to breathe."
Something hits his stomach; a pregnancy test in a plastic bag. A positive pregnancy test in a plastic bag. Suddenly, Brendon's awake.
"You - since when?"
"I checked this morning," she says.
"Spencer's?" Brendon asks.
"Ours," she agrees.
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okay, i just want to star-eyes all of this! IAN HAS THE PRETTIEST HAIR! SPENCER AND NICOLE ARGUE ABOUT BRENDON'S ATTENTION!! THE BB IS SPENCER JR!!!!!!!!! oh wow, i love it.
(i am not star-eyes-ing the death part, but. yeaaaah, that is awesome angst right there and i am INTO IT.)
:D :D :D
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BRENDONNNNNNNN :3
This whole thing is ridiculously adorable except for the angst which, like, if I find myself never able to be sad about anything ever again it'll be because this was already the saddest thing possible ;_____;
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"Stop teasing, asshole."
Brendon laughs, which is a weird sensation when his tongue's inside Ian, and pulls back. "Ha," he says, half thick with arousal and half bright with amusement, "you said asshole."
"I hate you."
Brendon doesn't say anything, just eases two slick fingers into Ian's hole, crooks them just right to have him clawing at the sheets from the intensity of the pleasure. Ian's just about to reconsider his feelings when Brendon pulls out.
"Brendon." Ian hates begging but he hates being this hard for this long even more.
"Ian," Brendon retorts; Ian can practically hear him grinning. Asshole.
Heh.
There's blunt pressure against his asshole; Ian has just enough time to wonder which of their toys it is when it starts vibrating and whites out his brain. He fucking loves this, as much as he complains, Brendon teasing him until he's achy-hard then taking advantage of how sensitive his hole is to send him spiraling over the edge.
Brendon knows exactly how Ian likes it, too, dragging the tip in lazy circles around his asshole, pausing to ease it inside just a little. Ian grinds into the mattress, fucking his hips back into the vibrator and forward to get some much-needed friction against his leaking dick.
Brendon smacks his ass, just hard enough for Ian to feel it, and tells Ian he looks like a fucking slut, and Ian comes like a fucking bomb going off.
who has prettier hair.
Brendon can hardly be blamed for pulling; Ian just grazed his teeth under the head of Brendon's dick, and Brendon fucking loves that but he didn't know Ian knew that.
"Careful, fucker," Ian says; there's a string of spit and precome connecting his shiny red bottom lip and Brendon's dick. "That's the moneymaker."
what they argue about most often.
"You get fucked all the time," Brendon whines. "My ass has needs too, bro."
"Are you complaining that I like your dick too much?"
"I'm complaining that I don't get time to like your dick." Brendon looks down at said dick, because he's a fucking weirdo. "Baby, let me love you down."
"Why do you act so unsexy when you want sex?" Ian asks, but it's rhetorical; he grabs the lube and pushes at Brendon's hip until he rolls over on his back. Ian ignores Brendon's victory arms, because he has lines, but he makes a mental note to call that ex of his with the double dildo thing in the morning.
who'd cope best if the other one died.
Doesn't matter, they become sexy vampires and live forever.
the happiest plausible happily-ever-after I can think of for them.
"It's official," Brendon says, beaming with pride. "We now own one of every single variety of sex toy in the entire world."
"Oh," Ian says, "wow. I promised myself I wasn't going to cry."
"It's okay, it's an emotional moment. You just collect yourself while I set up."
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also, i know they are not technically dating or whatever, but nick and ryan from the panic! at horace mantis universe are so fucking hilarious, i would love to hear more about them!
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Spencer/Brendon/Nicole
1. what they most commonly do during sex.
They tend to pair off and rotate around more than they have threesomes. When they do have threesomes, Spencer's favorite thing to do is have Nicole finger Brendon while Spencer fucks her, and then if he and Brendon don't both come while that's going on he'll fuck Brendon.
He likes when Nicole rides him, and the most fun he has with Brendon is when they just go down on each other and talk filthy.
Brendon & Nicole are way kinkier than Spencer (Spencer's into holding them down and occasionally using handcuffs, maybe a little hair pulling and biting and leaving bruises, too) so when they're bumming around the house together when Spencer's at work they'll set up elaborate scenes and enjoy all the stuff it wouldn't be fun to subject Spencer to. They are big fans of how a vibrating buttplug (or two, one for each) improves housework.
2. who has prettier hair.
Spencer. If Nicole's having a really great hair day she's pretty stiff competition, though.
3. what they argue about most often.
Money. Or, not so much money as attitude. Like, they're all into the sugar daddy dynamic, but Spencer has a tendency to kind of ignore/dismiss that both Nicole & Brendon have jobs and occasionally would like to not be treated like kids on an allowance.
4. who'd cope best if the other one died.
Ugh I don't even know. I think in this universe Brendon has the best outlet for his grief, he'd just write songs to get it out until he hit a point he could actually deal with it. Spencer would probably throw himself into his work and stress himself into a heart attack, and idek about Nicole.
5. the happiest plausible happily-ever-after I can think of for them.
Brendon & Spencer get married (and do a smaller more private ring-exchange ceremony deal with Nicole the same day). And idk Spencer invests well and retires young and they travel all over the world and are awesome together and probably there are babies because that's how I roll.
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