Precarious (The Inverted Precipice Remix)
by templemarker

Notes: For prettykitty-aya in Remix Redux 9: Love Potion No. 9. This is a remix of Precarious, a Jon/Spencer story set shortly after Jon joined Panic. There's a little nostalgia for you.

You can read this story at AO3, DW, LJ, or my fic archive.

( It feels like some kind of dream, like nostalgia or wistfulness, to be back here when he keeps thinking about being on the road with Panic. Or, okay, whatever. Being totally honest, *with Spencer.* )

smoke stupid cigarettes and drink stupid wine
by templemarker

Three thousand words about Ryan being a twat. You'd think I'd have written it in response to this, but no.

( Ryan liked LA, liked that he didn't quite fit in there and yet his particular sense of style was never more unusual than anyone else's. He was staying with Brendon, and with Shane, crashing on the pulled-out sofa next to Spencer. It felt young, doing that, younger than Ryan had felt in--a long time. )

When the door shut, Spencer looked around the cluttered living room that, until moments ago, had been a place filled mostly with good memories. He walked over to the couch (where Jon had kissed him for the first time) and moved around some of the magazines on the coffee table. He sat down, stood up again, and didn't turn off the lights when he went ( Read more... )

The hardest thing about closing the door behind him was looking at the blank beige wall that marked the other side of Spencer's door. They had joked so many times about Spencer living in a doctor's office, or an accountant's, while coming back here after a night out. The jokes were silly, not even that funny, but there was a hard burning in Jon's ( Read more... )