White House AU.

The members of Panic! really should talk to each other more. (A straightforward GSF. Promise.)

Technically Ryan!solo!sex, imagined Panic!GSF

Various bandom men in slash parings at lamaze classes.

So once upon a time I said, "I want Brendon with corset piercings,"

"So I've been having these weird dreams," Spencer says casually, because it's increasingly obvious that nobody else is going to speak up.

This is the slavefic. Boys in cages. AU. EPIC hurt/comfort (~200,000 words.) You have been warned. As [info]seimasin put it: this story definitely cannot be summed up in 100 words or less. Unless those words are "slaves! and shooting! and running! and angsting! and kissing! and more angsting! and a bunch of kids named Alex! did we mention the angst?

"You bought a love potion." Brendon's voice piped up out of nowhere, and Spencer would've rolled his eyes had he not been so unbelievably turned on.

gay chicken turns into group sex

from the very beginning, slowly at first but always steadily growing towards more, they touched. So much and eventually so without thought that they never had to wonder why it felt wrong when they didn’t, because that itself happened so infrequently.

Before There Was A Name: It begins with two. Saturation: Jon decides it’s time to grow up. Even if that means living out of his car in Las Vegas. Standing Right Outside Your Door: Christmas-y AU. “Brendon,” Frank said slowly, “you’re not really considering making a life-changing decision based off a Will Ferrell movie, are you?” Brendon is an elf, tired of living at the North Pole, so he escapes to the least Christmas-like place he can think of…

Jon Walker and his boywives, a Big Love AU. Warnings; Contains polygamy, lots of religious discussions and thoughts and what could be seen as an unfavorable view towards The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

# Summary: phylogeny: (noun) 1. the sequence of events involved in the evolutionary development of a species or group of organisms, 2. the history or course of the development of something. # Excerpt: Silence falls, a waiting sort of silence, as if it's still unfinished, more yet to be said. "With these words," Jon says finally, slowly, feeling out the words as he says them, "and with these rings, with the sun and moon and stars as our witness, we commit ourselves to our future together, as a family."

Truckstops and Statelines and boyfriends, etc.

Yeah, honestly, Jon Walker totally is that kind of guy. He just doesn't know it yet.

It's never a good idea to believe everything you read on the internet.

Brendon watches in a mildly horrified fashion as Spencer lifts the poster off the ground, his forehead crinkling as he looks it over. He thinks miserably about how all his plans for coolness are flying out the window as he sits there. He’s just about to resign himself to another four years of being shoved into lockers (or whatever the slightly snobby college equivalent is – Brendon shudders to think), but all Spencer says is “Huh.” Brendon doesn’t say anything, so Spencer starts reading out loud. “’Auditions are being held this weekend, the 29th and 30th of September, for the student drama society’s production of The History Boys.’ Cool.”

If this was happening on the bus instead of in front of thirty fangirls, each of whom is guaranteed to have an internet connection, it would be hysterical.

Written for the big Bottom!Jon Meme. "It was different with Tom and Mike."

He's cozy-drunk when Gabe leans over and says, lazily, "Dude, have I ever had you try some of that shit I got in Arizona?"

He doesn't know how to tell them that he doesn't want to be one of the men, standing and jeering -- he wants to take the place of the girl, quietly kneeling, eyes closed and face upraised.

Ten times Disney did it best.

Atlantis! Boys! Shenanigans! Wraith! Angst!

A ballroom dancing AU. Ryan is a dancer, Spencer is his coach and Jon and Brendon used to be partners and they are all morons.

Consensual Non-Monogamy, or: The One Where Spencer Hates Everybody: "It was all Brendon's fault; he had wowed them all with the idea of orgasms and clearly their dicks had done the rest of the thinking. in another country (people die): “The world is not your playground, Stark!” Fury yells at him one time, after he maybe brings down a building or two and Tony just laughs because, seriously, yes it is."