The whole thing starts after their second CD comes out and Pete discovers there are entire Livejournal communities named after him.

The first time Adam met Spencer Smith, he tried to stab Adam in the back with a stake.

Adam doesn't really mean to, not really at least, but he ends up checking out Spencer anyway.

Spencer had. Spencer had totally thought this far ahead. Spencer had never in a million fucking years expected that Brendon would want both -- would want what Spencer gave him and would want the girl. Spencer figured that, if it ever came down to it, Brendon would go for the girl with both hands and leave Spencer fucking alone and lonely, with nothing and no one except Brendon's dog and Brendon's house in L.A. and Brendon working shoulder to shoulder with him every day on keeping their fucking band together with spit and fish tacos and the goddamn song Brendon's been writing for three years with the fucking Rimsey-Korsakov descending major thirds in the bridge.

Jerkoff Porn.

"The difference for me," Brendon says, "is that I'm okay. Like this. I'm okay in this body."

Regina just wants to be the son her father has always wanted to have.

Spencer thinks the girls fall into a few distinct categories: the ones who either haven’t heard the news or don’t care, the ones who want to convert him, and the ones who shout “Kiss! Kiss!” every time he and Jon get within a foot of each other.

ut, Brendon is Brendon, and so he says, "Sweetpea? Love of my life?" and Spencer's grinning all of a sudden, laughing, and he thinks, okay, this is okay. [Accidental marriage!fic]

In which Spencer meets a girl at a club, who turns out to not be a girl after all

"Stop talking," Spencer orders, and when Ryan breaks off, staring at Spencer with wide eyes, Spencer surges forward to kiss her.

Spencer has always known there was something off about the DecayDance family. It doesn’t bother him, there were times when he’s felt inexplicably more comfortable around them than out in public. This doesn’t stop him from thinking well, shit when he rounds the Fall Out Boy bus to see Pete plastered to the side of the bus, hands and mouth thoroughly occupied by a short, and unmistakably female person, then have Patrick look up at him.

Spencer finishes dragging the last of the pillows in just as Ryan stirs, mumbling sleepily, head barely above the water. "Spence," he mutters. "I know you're tired, you don't have to sleep in here."

Ryan stumbles down the stairs and points at him accusingly. “You.” He says. “You are totally Spencer from the future, what the fuck.”

All of a sudden I want a fic where Brendon has a sims obsession and then Spencer catches him playing it one day and he's made a little Brendon sim and a little Spencer sim and he makes them woo-hoo all the time and they are so in love.

"Were you just touching yourself?" Ryan says, his voice kind of rough. She doesn't know if she wants to die or if she wants to kill him, but clearly the only answer is that one of them doesn't make it out of this room alive. "Like, seriously?" he adds, waggling his eyebrows in a totally unnecessary way. And, well, that answers that.

Shameless bb!OT3 cockslut!Spencer porn, for your viewing pleasure.

"You never said you could dance," Shane says again, flicking through the photo albums. "Is this spandex?"

"Say that again," Brendon says. "The part about how I think you want me to be your pretend gay boyfriend to your elementary school teacher's retirement party. I think you're kind of crazy. Did you call Ryan?"

It's eleven o'clock on a school night and Spencer is starting to worry that she's somehow got her hand stuck in Brendon's bra.

"You are," Harry tells them wearily, "without a doubt the worst pair of Aurors in the history of the entire Auror corps."

Does what it says on the tin. Five times in Spencer's life that he tells someone he likes guys.

I wasn’t going to post this because it’s INSANE, but then...well. PWP! I wrote it! This never happens, guys, so...enjoy. In case you’re like WHO IN THE HELL IS BRENDON URIE? Here is a visual. He’s really hot and he makes funny faces like Darren does when he sings. Obviously they are MFEO.

Stripper Bden Au (not fic)

I was saying something on Twitter about how much easier it is to write really dirty-hot fic when Adam Lambert is involved, because while, eg, fanon!Ryan Ross may think he's a sex god, fanon!Adam actually is. ... and then someone said something about Adam/RyRo, and this happened.

“This is about to become a BDSM video, really fast,” Spencer warns.