And That's One Hundred Eighty Times

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, lalejandra posted twitfic we wrote about Brendon slapping Spencer and Ian a lot: untitled brendon/spencer/ian nnngghh twitfic.

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 )

So 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 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. )

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. )

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. )