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I got distracted writing other fic and am just now getting around to it, so if you want to prompt something in the timestamp meme now's your last chance!

Also I've been bad about remembering to mention stuff here when I post it at AO3 /o\. Stuff I've written lately:

In The Absence of Rules (Nicole/Spencer)
Nicole the wedding planner enjoys fighting with Spencer, the best man handling all the details of his friend's wedding, almost as much as she enjoys fucking him.

Things I Don't Know (Nicole/Spencer)
Nicole knows she doesn't want to get married yet; Spencer knows he doesn't have a thing for wearing women's clothing. And yet here they are, engagement rings on their fingers while Spencer tries on wedding dresses.

Also, [personal profile] lalejandra posted twitfic we wrote about Brendon slapping Spencer and Ian a lot: untitled brendon/spencer/ian nnngghh twitfic.
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Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll tell you what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

Fic (not!fic, commentfic, etc. are all also fair game: chatfic, commentfic, fic memes)
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This isn't actually fic, as it has no plot and no point. Well, no, it has a point, the point was to be the fluffiest thing imaginable. Sequel/coda/whatever to Suddenly, Ducklings, wherein Spencer brings all six of Ian's pining-puppies home.

~1500 words. PG-13ish [there is non-explicit sex]. No plot, for real, just Spencer and Nicole and puppies.

'When she kicks you out for this,' Brendon says, glancing at the dog carrier in his hand, 'you can totally stay with me. Um, assuming Bogart likes the puppies. And I’m leaving in a couple weeks to go visit Ian, so.' )

And because this is my self-indulgent fluff, I can include pictures of the puppies if I want to.

Mini Puppyspam )
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  1. Commment with prompts, requests, ideas, pictures, or vague dream-memories!

  2. Fill other people's prompts! Or just post whatever the heck you want, unprompted!

  3. All fics must have Ian as a central character. Obviously. Anything goes, otherwise: AUs, crossovers, the crackiest crack, whatever!

  4. Other forms of media are HIGHLY ENCOURAGED. Art, manips, fanmixes, recs, vids, picspams, interpretive dance.

  5. This fest is being simulcast on Dreamwidth and Livejournal. Feel free to play in either or both!

  6. Have fun and spread the love!

(prompt list covers prompts from both DW and LJ)
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So [personal profile] verbosewordsmith and I chatfic a lot. This is one of my favorite 'verses, the one where Panic/Zack/assorted bandom folks/Nicole Anderson/Mika (it's our ridiculous chat 'verse and we'll cross over what we want to, shut up) teach at an awesone artsy alternative elementary/middle school.

I don't capitalize or punctuate properly when I chatfic, which is way more jarring next to [personal profile] verbosewordsmith's actual proper typing skills /o\.

i want all the panic fic set in an elementary/middle school. brendon teaches music and jon teaches art and spencer teaches 8th grade and idk what ryan does. )
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Today is the best day, because it's [ profile] mayqueen517's birthday, and she is the best lady. We must celebrate with porn. Empires porn! Sort of.

Set in my favorite head canon, where Empires + Jon + Panic + assorted other people all work in the sex industry. Jon produces porn, Tom is a fetish photographer, Ryan J & Sean are his usual models, Nicole Anderson is a brand new model, and Spencer Smith is a porno accountant (that is totally irrelevant to this fic, but it's such a good job title!).

973 words. Public-ish het fucking and brief mentions of rope bondage & chastity devices.

hardcore fucking going on @ my place right now )
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As told to [personal profile] verbosewordsmith. I apologize in advance for the complete lack of quotation marks and the astounding number of sentences started with "and". In this universe Jon & Tom were bb Boy Scouts, because THAT makes sense.

So as Jon & Tom get older they go on their own camping trips apart from the Boy Scouts and there is faily teenage experimenting in tents and it's great. )
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Set in this universe, where Brendon & Nicole are Spencer's stay-at-home-hotasses (that's all you need to know about the universe to enjoy the porn. Possibly more than you need to know). The world needs more Brendon-going-down-on-girls fic, yes? For reference, this is Nicole (big, vaguely NSFW picture).

No warnings. 1100 words.

Nicole tends to think of underwear as something you wear when you want to look hot and/or feel pretty for sex, so she rarely wears it otherwise. )
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So this picture prompted a comment about Spencer going off to the office to keep Brendon in the lifestyle to which he'd become accustomed, and between that, a conversation about Spencer being into super high-end menswear, and my insatiable desire to stick Nicole Anderson into any conceivable universe, this not!fic about Spencer being incredibly wealthy and Brendon & Nicole being his hot trophy significant others was born.

No warnings, although the more pedantic among you might like to know that when I not!fic my grammar level is more "casual LJ commenter" than "writer".

Spencer is a higher-up at, idk, Place Rich People Work, Inc., and he met Brendon when he went to get a haircut on Ryan’s recommendation (Ryan makes stupid hair decisions, but even the stupidest ones are cut well, and Spencer’s hated all the expensive stylists his bosses have recommended). )

[ profile] quintenttsy has podficced (not!podficced? pod!notficced? podficnot!ficced?) this! Go check it out and tell her how awesome she is!
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"WIP" isn't the right term for this; it's done, it's just not a complete fic. It's basically a pile of snapshots; there's a story in there somewhere, but there's no emotional arc, no problem to resolve and nothing that resolves it. Jon's assigned female at birth, comes out as transsexual fairly young, and begins transitioning in high school.

Some casual misogyny in the "scoffing at things that are 'girly' sense.

They're the best things Jon's ever seen, the ten or so straggly dark hairs on his chin. And for once, he's almost glad for seventeen years in this stupid body. )
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I have been kicking my own ass about not finishing this once since I started it, honestly. I open it up almost weekly to try and make myself power through and get it done. Basically, after a dare Jon discovers dresses are super comfy, so he starts wearing them. And it's not a Thing for him, it's entirely about comfort, but the more other people get weird about it the more defensive he gets until the point he ends up wearing a dress to something big and public. IDK. I have no idea if Jon ever teched for The Academy Is... when they were in a van, or if they ever were in a van, but oh well.

No warnings.

When Jon started hanging out with the kind of people who turn into frat boys, one of his brothers told him the best thing he could do would be to make himself that guy you can't bet won't do something. )
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As told to a friend: "basically ryan is mostly transitioned and totally passing by truckstops and statelines, while william has just barely kind of put words to the general sense of discomfort she's had with her body for years, and she basically looks at this KID who is all Owning It and she kind of uses him as the kickstart motivation to come out and demand people start calling her Billie and she and her. And they date for a while and it's horribly faily and they're friends after that and it's the opposite of horribly faily...i tried so hard to actually write that one but it's one of those fics that just needs to live in my head and influence everything else, i think"

During sex, Ryan does not disclose he's using a strap-on rather than a flesh-and-blood dick; Ryan deliberately intended to make her think it wasn't a strap-on.

The first time Ryan fucks Bill, it's before he knows (before any of them know, except maybe Brendon after all that time he spends with Jon); before Bill knows about Ryan, too, which is probably 90% of the reason it happens at all. )
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Love triangle in spaaaaaaace. Kevin runs a bed & breakfast (in space!) frequented by a band of fearsome space pirates (the most fearsome of whom is sleeping with Kevin) as well as a dashing space hero (who is sleeping with Kevin). I'm actually really bummed I never got very far in this one; there was going to be adventuring (in space!) and romance (in space!) and difficult decisions (in space!) and probably polyamory (in space!).

No warnings.

Kevin isn't exactly the most perceptive person ever, not when it comes to flirting, especially not when it comes to the galaxy's biggest heartthrob flirting with him, so it takes a lot longer than he might like to admit to put two and two together. )


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