One longish story, and a selection of shorts
1)
beautiful: the skin deep and glitter mix (original by runzu)
[Nick/Eminem]
The drag queen's hand spread out from fingertips resting on Nick's collarbone to full palm contact with Nick's pectoral, long glitter encrusted nails digging into Nick's t-shirt just a fraction.
2)
It's JC's birthday (aka, you say scarves, I say Ryan Ross)
[JC / Ryan Ross]
Why would anyone want to leave when the stretched skin of Ryan's stomach was trembling under their cheek, and they had a view like this?
3) she does heartbreak - a collection of break up drabbles
[assorted pairings]
You wake up, and you stretch, and you feel the bed move as Joey shifts beside you, and you remember last night, and you smile.
4) Two Joey ficlets
[Joey/Xander (Buffy)] / [Joey/Brendon Urie]
It had all gone to shit, right after that bossy blond chick had gate-crashed the quiet room. Not that Joey had a real clear idea of what exactly had happened, but he knew that that chick had no right to be in the quiet room, and that before she'd started yelling no one had been bleeding. / Joey heard the excited, high-pitched - although thankfully pretty quiet - voice, and his heart sank. These days he quite enjoyed being able to go out for cheesecake at 4am without being recognised
beautiful: the skin deep and glitter mix (original by runzu)
[Nick/Eminem]
The drag queen's hand spread out from fingertips resting on Nick's collarbone to full palm contact with Nick's pectoral, long glitter encrusted nails digging into Nick's t-shirt just a fraction.
2)
It's JC's birthday (aka, you say scarves, I say Ryan Ross)
[JC / Ryan Ross]
Why would anyone want to leave when the stretched skin of Ryan's stomach was trembling under their cheek, and they had a view like this?
3) she does heartbreak - a collection of break up drabbles
[assorted pairings]
You wake up, and you stretch, and you feel the bed move as Joey shifts beside you, and you remember last night, and you smile.
4) Two Joey ficlets
[Joey/Xander (Buffy)] / [Joey/Brendon Urie]
It had all gone to shit, right after that bossy blond chick had gate-crashed the quiet room. Not that Joey had a real clear idea of what exactly had happened, but he knew that that chick had no right to be in the quiet room, and that before she'd started yelling no one had been bleeding. / Joey heard the excited, high-pitched - although thankfully pretty quiet - voice, and his heart sank. These days he quite enjoyed being able to go out for cheesecake at 4am without being recognised