okay, technically I'm a serial killer

Title: The Bootstrap Paradox and Other Tips for Finding True Love
Author: Mokuyoubi
Pairing: Jon/Spencer (background Brendon/Ryan, Travis/Gabe/William, Frank/Gerard and Pete/Patrick); POV 3rd, Spencer
Rating: NC-17
WC: 43k
Summary: In response to the harlequin_bands challenge: Swept from her dismal present in the 1990s (facing unemployment and the singles scene), Phoebe Turlow takes a wrong turn at a hotel (while attending a “free” vacation in the Caribbean, sponsored by a condo company) and winds up in the seventeenth century in the company of a sexy, witty pirate named Duncan Rourke. As if Rourke does not have enough to do fighting the British in the American Revolution, he has to determine whether short haired, strange speaking Phoebe is a spy, a witch, or worse. Instead, he falls in love with her.
Okay, so Ryan was going to be Phoebe and Brendon Duncan, except then somehow Spencer and Jon took over the story, and so this really tells the story of Phoebe and Duncan’s best friends…I’m working on the Ryden side story that will actually end up more closely resembling the book summary. Oh, also changed it to the eighteenth century, since I’m *pretty* sure that’s when the American Revolution actually took place…*shrug*
Thanks to Muse for beta-ing and giving me a million and nine lolarious ideas when I got stuck towards the end. Thanks also to lolab for cheering me on and demanding more. Without those two, I don’t know if I ever would have finished this…
( Part 1 )

Title: Between a Hard Place and You
Author: Mokuyoubi
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4360
Summary: Er. It can probably be best explained by saying it is in response by thefirstpromise here saying about this picture that: Oooooo, I want fic where Ryan fucks Brendon against a wall and is stronger than he looks and Brendon's freaking out until Ryan tugs on Brendon's knees and gets his legs up around his waist and Brendon doesn't fall to the floor. He's amazed and also turned on so much it hurts. And then orgasms happen and Ryan is smug. The end.
This fic is something like that.
( PORN! )

I don't want to go to tea ceremony.
P.S. this is so unbeta-ed, and my English is starting to not exist so much no more. I had to have a conversation entirely in French and Japanese the other day because the English didn't work. So please to be forgiving if this sucks. Also, I wrote this, in like, an hour.

Two of Cups, Part Two

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