Hello! Sorry this is somewhat late; I started back at uni again for the semester yesterday, and it's been awfully hectic. Apologies!
So, this is
heartsintact's 52nd issue! Which, in case you're not so great at numbers, means we're now one year old!
flimsy and I are planning some sort of special funtimes celebration post for later on in the week, but right now we'd just like to say thank you to everyone for sticking with us over the last year. ♥ It means a lot that you seem to think we're doing something useful with this little list of ours. Thank you all so much.
And without further ado, onto the recs!
( Panic! at the Disco )( My Chemical Romance )( The Cab )( Interband )Editor's PickAnd Once a Time by
disarm_d (Brendon/Spencer, NC-17' castle AU)
"Three days is not a lot of time," Spencer says, doing his best not to panic.
Earl Mikey shrugs. "It's Pete. He said, 'I'm coming up; you should have a banquet for me; how about Tuesday?'"
And we don't normally rec works-in-progress or fics that are not posted in their entirities yet, but I feel this is a worthy exception, especially as it's nearly all posted now. I don't remember the last time I felt this emotionally involved in a fic, and it's our birthday, so. DOWN WITH OUR OWN INFORMAL RULES! \o/
But Not The Song by
ignipes &
emilyray (Brendon/Vicky-T, Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Ryan, Spencer/Butcher, Ryan/Spencer, Brendon/Spencer, pre-Panic GSF, NC-17; slave AU)
Business at the slave market is slow.
It's been drizzling since dawn and there's a bitter wind across the plains, buffeting the lines of shivering slaves and slicing through Brendon's threadbare clothes. He tries to keep still, mindful of the way the slaves around him hiss and glare when he fidgets, but he aches all over from the cold, and his nose is running and his feet are freezing into the mud, and the merchant walking slowly along the lines is taking too fucking long.
♥ Thank you all once again. The recs suggestions post is
over here.