A million years ago I was whining to
subterrain that no one was writing the exact Jon/Spencer fic of my HEART and she said "OK. Tell me about this fic and I'll write it" because she's awesome, okay, she's just totally awesome. At the time I didn't even have words for how excited this made me because
subterrain is the one who got me into bandom, totally indirectly, because our paths had never really crossed in fandom but we were living in the same city and a mutual LJ friend made intros and we were meeting for coffee so, naturally, I stalked her journal and the first thing I saw was her Bandom Big Bang, the totally phenomenal
You will not rattle us apart, Ryan Ross and then not only was I smitten with the whole bandom thing, but with this amazing person who had written this crazy-awesome story. So my mind was appropriately blown when she offered to write me a story.
ANYWAY. BACK TO THIS REC. So we talked about this Jon/Spencer story all the time and she sent me snippets and when "sufficient" time had passed between snippets I would casually bring it up while we were at the gym and she couldn't escape me. I am sure she started fantasizing about beating me to death with a barbell, but it was all for you! (and me. Mostly me) Because it is done and posted!
Fandom: Panic
Pairing: Jon/Spencer
Warnings: kissing, drinking, cursing, references to casual sex. A solid PG-13, I'd say.
Words: 23,983
Summary: It's July 2006 and Jon Walker is kind of selfish, and kind of oblivious, and kind of in love with the drummer. None of these things are making this tour easy.
Faster than you go when you're alone OR, as I call it, the best fucking thing to ever be committed in a google doc!!!