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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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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 [livejournal.com 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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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). )

[livejournal.com 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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I'm pretty sure I actually wrote this before we even had the Na Na Na video, because I remember thinking the scene with Mikey and Grace getting a gun from a vending machine Jossed what little I had so far. It would probably still work as a generic dystopian future fic, except I never really had a plot beyond "girls being badasses in the desert". Greta owns a guns&ammo store which serves as a base for a bunch of bandom & Disney girl assassins. I knew a bunch of details - Ray and Greta are an item, Manic Panic and nail polish are valuable bartering items, a handful of other things - but didn't have a coherent story.

No warnings.

The bell over the door jingles merrily, but Nicole doesn't really spare it a thought past the usual 'seriously, a bell, what the fuck, Greta'. )
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I wasn't ever going to finish this one because I had no story for it; I just wanted to read Kevin being a Guy in women's clothes and not having any gender identity weirdness about it, but I had no interest in writing about what it would have taken to get Kevin as I see him to that point.

No warnings.

It's Joe who figures it out first, because Joe's a lot more perceptive than he looks, because Joe doesn't do that thing Nick does, their parents do, where he tells himself he's not seeing something if he doesn't want to see it. )
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This is another one I'm kind of sad I never finished. The one thing JoBros fandom really needed was way more hookerfic. There's a random POV switch at the end because I had realized how OOC my Kevin was getting and thought it might work better from Joe's POV.

Offscreen violence. Incest.

'Fucker,' Joe grumbles, drops down into the empty chair like he weighs twice as much as he actually does, tosses his shirt on the table so it gets in the way of Kevin's budgeting.  )
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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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IDK, I have a crossover addiction, and before I wandered into bandom I was sticking Kevin in the fandoms I flirted with between my old fandom and Disney RPF. The timeline here is super jumpy because I always intended to go back and fill in more detail; basically, Kevin & Ianto meet, fall in love, move in together, there is Gwen-and-Rhys-esque drama about Ianto not telling Kevin what his job is, Ianto eventually tells Kevin, there is mpreg using alien technology, and sometime after that Ianto dies of Torchwood.

Porn, light bondage, sex pollen, pre-mpreg.

It wasn't that Kevin had a problem with their fans' enthusiasm, it was just that he'd always been a far more sedate person than either of his brothers, and had a much harder time adapting to the chaos. )

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