All In The Way That You Trip | R | 22,000+ Brendon/Spencer | Harlequin AU “I’m going to ask you one more time,” he says, and he looks – Brendon shudders – he looks like he *wants* Brendon to stay quiet...the porch steps as he watches George reverse out of the driveway. Behind him, he hears Mongo whine. It’s his my-bowl-is-empty whine. Brendon huffs a laugh. “Yeah, okay,” he says, “dinner.” part one

prologue Two weeks later… Brendon wakes to a suffocating weight on his chest, and for a minute he thinks Mongo’s slipped inside the house and decided to crush him to death. And then the weight... Apparently, forging a normal life for himself this past year – he’s a fucking chef , he doesn’t do this shit anymore – has dulled his senses to the point of idiocy. And then he gets shot. part two

part one The first words out of Brendon’s mouth when Spencer jerks open the passenger side door and shoves him over into the driver’s seat are, “Where’s Mongo?” “He’ll be fine,” Spencer growls,...shirt. He catches Ryan’s watchful gaze over Brendon’s shoulder, and something lurches sideways in his chest. He’s not sure he likes it very much. He’s not sure he likes it at all. part three

part two Brendon lasted three whole days at his parents. He hasn’t lived with them since he was seventeen, so he’s kind of proud of that accomplishment. And then he moved into Jon’s guestroom until...and hauls him back against his chest, turning towards the side-street. “I’m parked over here,” he says, and Brendon totally has a manhandling kink. Luckily, Spencer seems disinclined to ever let him go.

An Inch From The Ground Brendon/Spencer | NC-17 | ~6,800 A sequel to Hey Gravity! - or at least a continuation of sorts. ‘Later, later, soon’ becomes a whole lot later and not so much soon. ...we help it up?” and Jon waves a picked-at blueberry muffin jovially and it’s normal. The uplifting music starts. The credits roll. Brendon’s floating an inch from the ground, fuck gravity. ..

If I were blind I’d know what you are | PG-13 | ~900 Companion/sequel to If you know my name, tell it to me . Jon Walker is still a unicorn. Bob has no intention of going anywhere near Walker, so...Bryar stumbles back, stumbles like he’s been hit. “Sorry,” Bryar says, and his voice his gruff, harsh. “Me too,” Jon says, even though he knows. He knows they’re not sorry for the same things.

Found Days | PG-13 | 13,000+ Brendon/Jon | band AU Brendon has a habit of handling Pete the same way he handles his twelve-year-old daughter. A/N: So it seems like each time I finish an AU I say...sniffs, reaches back to catch Spencer’s hand and tug him into a hug, back to front. “The festival’s gonna fucking rock.” Spencer’s chin digs into the top of Brendon’s head. “Best ever.” part two

part one PART TWO July 2021 The line-ups for Beach Dog festivals are ridiculous, but two months into the tour everyone’s used to drawing straws. It’s a little surreal, having My Chemical Romance...tricks. “So,” Ryan says, tapping a creepy long finger on his chin. He tugs his newsboy cap over to a rakish angle, cuts his teeth a little into his lower lip. “So there’s this song called Panic…”

Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You | PG-13 | ~7000 Brendon/Spencer, Jon Walker’s beard, The Cab, Little Adam Brendon likes leaning on tall things, like lampposts and Gabe Saporta. Which is probably why he...hundred percent not drunk at all. Spencer has some good ideas. Sober make-outs are awesome. He should tell Butcher. “Pudding cake,” Brendon says around a yawn. Spencer chuffs a laugh. “Okay, yeah.”

Soundtrack for If you know my name, tell it to me is up over at muse_to_match .