sunsetmog_fics: Author's Notes: (Snowmen Have) Nothing to Hide [Panic at the Disco, Brendon/Spencer, Jon/Ryan]
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In which Spencer is antisocial and hates Christmas, Ryan is in love, Jon is planning vacations and Brendon doesn't want to spend Christmas alone.

In which Spencer is antisocial and hates Christmas, Ryan is in love, Jon is planning vacations and Brendon doesn't want to spend Christmas alone. Christmas AU.

In which Spencer is antisocial and hates Christmas, Ryan is in love, Jon is planning vacations and Brendon doesn't want to spend Christmas alone. Christmas AU.

Novella. A real life AU in which Jon and Ryan want to make sure Brendon has someone to spend Christmas with, and Spencer can't imagine anything worse. This was adorable. It could have done with a tighter edit, but it was probably worth rushing to get it out in time for Christmas. I didn't love Spencer's characterisation, but sunsetmog's Brendon is the most appealing thing on the planet. I was crying in the second part and doing heart eyes in the third. (R)

three parts

brendon & spencer spend xmas together; spencer is a SCROOGE

"He is a changed man," Brendon pronounces, wriggling back into Spencer's hand. "He has seen the beauty of Christmas and relented. He is like Scrooge at the end of the movie, when he's singing with all the Muppets."

If this is like a thing you two do.

8,800 words. WOW. Spencer exercises his control over Brendon. Seriously, wow. Excruciatingly hot, despite the crap title. Unlocked a kink I didn't know I had.

In retrospect maybe it was a little weird, but in all fairness, Spencer really, really didn't notice anything until Jon pointed it out. It was just something he’d always done; hell, it was useful most of the time, being able to rein Brendon in with just a look, or a certain tone of voice, or if all else failed a, “Shut the fuck up, seriously.”

Possibly my favourite ever.

If this is like a thing you two do

f this is like a thing you two do.

really nicely done spencer/brendon d/s, feat. orgasm denial!

Jon says into the silence. “If this is like a 'thing' you two do, that’s fine, but just. Sometimes, it’s a little weird. That’s all.”

Brendon doesn't mean to do it. Spencer means to say no.

brendon needs a safe place and spencer pines and then brendon gives spencer a tiny dog

11,097 words. Brendon is afraid to be gay, and takes Spencer up on his offer to 'come to him' next time he needs someone, though Spencer didn't exactly mean it that way. Ugh. The boys are SO cute, and so stupid. I heart this story, and Ryan's character, especially. Bonus: Zack.

Summary: Brendon doesn't mean to do it. Spencer means to say no. |__| [most realistic dialog ever, good writing, pining, furniture selling, hot smut and dogs. good times.]

"I think you're missing the point of tic-tac-toe." "Tic-tac-toe has a point?" "Yes. To win." "Oh. I thought it was just what we did when you wanted to talk to me but were too embarrassed to look me in the eye."

Brendon doesn't mean to do it but he just has to. In the end is Princess Wingnut.

In which Brendon comes to terms with his homosexuality.

11,000 words; It's hot in the club and Spencer's bored, annoyed at the way Ryan and Keltie are so fucking in love and Jon's texting Cassie and smiling to himself and everywhere Spencer looks there are couples holding each other and kissing and being happy and he's really, really not in the mood.

The resolution isn't quite as satisfyingly done as the rest of the fic, but this is awesome. Ryan in particular, but Brendon too.

Summary: Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes. |__| [my face hurts from grinning at this so hard. this was the cutest, funniest, sweetest, most awesome thing ever and i kind of just want it to never ever ever end.]

Highschool AU, of the best kind, because we've got Brendon/Spencer romance *and* Ryan+Spencer BFFness, plus a fun helping of Ryan/Jon. The one where Spencer plays rugby and is the king, Ryan is his literary-journal obsessed best friend, and Brendon is a theater kid, who Spencer meets when he hurts his leg. The best part, though, is not even the Brendon/Spencer, but this line: "because when you're around you’re the only fucking thing that I see." And that's from Jon to Ryan <3. Primarily Brendon/Spencer and Jon/Ryan, 51000 words.

Really adorable, intensely high-school. Brendon is the drama geek, Spencer is the star flyhalf of the rugby team, Ryan edits the school lit magazine, and Jon is his creepy stalker. Manages to have all those roles filled without becoming unbearably cliche, so props to that.

Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes.

Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes. Oh my god is this story amazing. Fantastic Ryan/Spencer friendship, calling acting classes out on their stupidity, failboats in love like whoa, and I really, really love the Jon/Ryan side pairing in this.

Oh my god but this is so cute. And funny. And cute. High School AU of adorable lameness. Spencer’s the *flyhalf* :D

51,000 words. high school AU -- Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes.

This is fucking amazing. Everything about it is so cute and sweet, even Spencer's mom and her gay freak out. The banter is what really makes this, so read it, because it is a nice, light read that I, personally, never wanted to end. AWKWARD boys for the win.

A classic "we woke up married" story, featuring Brendon and Spencer. They wake up hungover, confused, and married to one another; they have rings, a marriage certificate, and polaroids to prove it. The usual happens: they gradually adjust to being married, and slowly fall in love. It's clean, simple, short -- only two parts -- and done perfectly.

This story about friends slowly, slowly falling in love is sweet and wonderful and painful to read, in a way. I have my own reasons for this hitting me hard, but really, the way she writes them overwhelmed and sad and then, then. Lovely.

Spencer wishes he remembered the actual getting married part of marrying Brendon.

Spencer wishes he remembered the actual getting married part of marrying Brendon. *

Spencer/Brendon fic. Spencer wishes he remembered the actual getting married part of marrying Brendon.

Utterly sweet.

Woke-up-married!fic. Spencer wishes he remembered the actual getting married part of marrying Brendon.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm. Then he finds himself developing a crush and pining away for Brendon -- only to be confused by Brendon's sudden affection for Ryan, Spencer's best friend/roommate and Brendon's classmate in a music performance class at school. Ryan works at a bookstore in the mall, Jon works at Starbucks, and there are lots of faily boys having cliched misunderstandings.

n notices Brendon open his mouth to ask another question, and Jon replies, "Photography major." "Do you like, do shows at galleries and stuff? Do you take pictures for people at another job?" Brendon asks, getting on his tiptoes and leaning against the bar. Jon laughs. "Sometimes? I showed at a gallery once." He shrugs. "I'm still looking for a job, so. This is kind of holding me over for a while." He glances at Spencer, narrowing his eyes as though to say, Your elf buddy asks a lot of questions. "That's cool," Brendon says.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall.

rendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm. Then he finds himself developing a crush and pining away for Brendon -- only to be confused by Brendon's sudden affection for Ryan, Spencer's best friend/roommate and Brendon's classmate in a music performance class at school. Ryan works at a bookstore in the mall, Jon works at Starbucks, and there are lots of faily boys having cliched misunderstandings.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm.

The thing is, and Spencer will fucking swear to this should anyone ever ask, the first time it happened it was a total accident. It wasn’t his fault for coming any more than it was Brendon’s fault for having that fucking mouth, but the fact remained that one day, about two weeks ago, Brendon had been a fucking tease and Spencer had maybe, accidentally, come all over his face. Things had gotten a little weird after that. He just couldn’t stop thinking about it. Like a compulsion or something. Hello, Brendon, how are you today? I’d like to come on your face. Hey, Brendon, can you pass the ketchup? Can I come on your face? Brendon, you can’t pull off facial hair, you need to shave. And when you’re done, I’m going to come on your face. It was getting a little distracting.

“Do you think I’m a slut,” Brendon says, “Because you’ve been acting kind of really weird since you came on my face.”

Brendon’s eyes are huge and glassy, all pupil, his mouth bitten red, and he’s panting a little, hot and open, the muscles in his neck and shoulders strained from where he’s reaching down to wrap around Spencer. “Brendon. . .” “Ask for it.” Brendon’s never, ever been this way, never asked anything of Spencer, never been this wild-eyed and rough, and Spencer has to close eyes against it for a second, take a breath. “Let me,” he says, stuttered and slurred at the same time. “Please, let me do it, let me come on your face.” The last part comes out kind of embarrassingly high and he keeps his eyes squeezed shut, but then Brendon’s hands are on his hips, tugging up and over, getting Spencer on his knees above Brendon’s chest. The bunk is way, way too low for this and he has to bend over almost in half, but he ignores the twinge in his back as soon as Brendon’s lips wrap around his cock and shit.

“Do you think I’m a slut,” Brendon says, “Because you’ve been acting kind of really weird since you came on my face.” -- FACIALS AHOY! ...heh.

Spencer Smith has the ultimate playboy lifestyle, moving from one hot person to the next. So why would he want Brendon, his dorky friend who loves him from afar? Spencer needs a convenient spouse -- and Brendon is his first choice. Shocked at Spencer's proposal, Brendon has doubts about the crazy plan -- until Spencer gives him a taste of just how hot they can be together.

Spencer Smith has the ultimate playboy lifestyle, moving from one hot person to the next. So why would he want Brendon, his dorky friend who loves him from afar? Spencer needs a convenient spouse -- and Brendon is his first choice. Shocked at Spencer's proposal, Brendon has doubts about the crazy plan -- until Spencer gives him a taste of just how hot they can be together.*

As the host of a popular TV show, The Hunter, Spencer could have anyone he wanted. He was famous. On his show, he traveled to archaeological sites around the world, finding treasure and, as he said, "making archaeology accessible to the public." He'd majored in archaeology in college; Brendon always connected it back to Spencer's obsession with dinosaurs and mummies as a kid.

But, looking at the way Spencer smiled at him, the way Spencer held his hand, it was hard not to think that it was. Continues Part Two.

He can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon. Worse, he can't believe he didn't notice it happening.

Spencer can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon. Worse, he can't believe he didn't notice it happening.

[Spencer] can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon. Worse, he can't believe he didn't notice it happening. ~8k

He can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon. Worse, he can't believe he didn't notice it happening. ( Mild canon-fuckery. Exists in some vague present-day timeline where Spencer and Haley are a thing of the past, and for some reason everyone owns houses and lives alone.)

[Light and funny.] He can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon.

Ryan just laughs at him again. "Oh, come on. Don't tell me he didn't put out after all? You paid for his dinner and everything!" His tone is mocking, and Spencer doesn't know if Brendon can actually hear him through the phone, or if the God of Perfect Comedic Setup Lines has just chosen this moment to pay them all a visit, but deliberate or not, this is the moment that Brendon chooses to mumble groggily, "Mmm... Fuck, who is that? 'S too early," from his position on Spencer's chest, approximately an inch and a half from the phone. His voice is gravelly and sleep-rough. There is a short silence, and then, "...Spencer?" Ryan sort of yelps. "Is that—did you—is that Brendon?"

He can't fucking believe he's somehow managed to acquire a "thing" for Brendon. Worse, he can't believe he didn't notice it happening. Mild canon-fuckery. Exists in some vague present-day timeline where Spencer and Haley are a thing of the past, and for some reason everyone owns houses and lives alone. *shrug*