"Police! Open up!" I yell, banging again. I steel myself as this time I hear the locks click-clunk and see the door pull back slowly to reveal a half-naked blond bear of a man, who fucking towers over me. He's standing, blocking the doorway, with a frying pan in one hand and an aerosol can in the other. His face is fl...
Best Scömìche Fanfic and Best Plot, PTXFanFicAwards 2018!! #1 in Scömìche May18. Pentatonix have conquered the world and moved on. As Scott prepares to throw the best 40th birthday party ever - minus Mitch - the past returns to trouble his settled present. And after the reunions, who knows what the future will hold...
Oneshots set in the Harry Potter AU. Various ships. Suggestions welcome. Cover art by Blossy.
"Mitch wanted to be reckless. He didn't want to plan out this part of his life - he planned out his routines for skating competitions, not relationships." Hockey player, Scott Hoying, and ice dancer, Mitch Grassi, cross paths in Anaheim during the opening game of the hockey season. Over the course of the season, the t...
Scott loves his little girl, Bailey, but being a successful manager for a major music label calls for a lot of hours at work. He hires a nanny, Mitch, who is perfect for his daughter, and, more importantly, perfect for him. (A single dad Scott AU with a side order of nanny Mitch)
Speed dating. Five minutes per date. You have until the sound of the bell, so hurry up! Cowritten with Ehcimocs!
"It was a mistake, Scott! Get that through your head!" Mitch Grassi, a blossoming art student at a college far from home, has trouble studying one night as the dorm a few doors down hosts a wild, loud, and distracting party. He finds himself going to shut it down, but ends up doing much more. After an accidental hoo...
Scott's vision is fuzzy. Hazy. Unfocused like it hasn't been since the LASIK. He vaguely wonders why, but his head hurts so much he's distracted and can't figure it out. He thinks for a second that he's drunk. That he's given himself the mother of all hangovers. But his shoulder and his arm and his chest and his side...
"Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce, too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms. The maids come around too much, parents ain't around enough. Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar, too many white lies and white lines" - Frank Ocean, Super Rich Kids. Some snippets and screenshots from my fic, Close My E...
After years of being told what to do and how to act and what to wear and who to be friends with, after years of not being able to be themselves in their own homes, after years of being made to believe that money and power and status were more important than their feelings, Scott and Mitch finally decided that enough w...
"Make him remember you. Every day. Do something that will make him fall for you. Be yourself, and captivate him." "Surprise him. Make him fall in love with you, just like he can make you fall in love with him in less than a day. Give him something to talk about when he's old and reflects on life... about the night tha...
He's captivating, I was enraptured from the moment I first set eyes on him. Never did I dream that he'd even spare me a glance, let alone a second or third. I've always blended with the shadows, faded into the background, unseen, invisible.... but he... he saw me. [Originally started in my short story book 'Brevit...
One of the hardest things to learn was to be myself. It's so difficult to be yourself in a society that wants to shape you... They want me to feel like I shouldn't life my life because I inconvenience those who want to stick to the status quo. You know what? Fuck the status quo. If you want to be like everybody else...
He sees it in his dreams, that symbol, those angles, those eyes. There's a place in his heart that seems forever cold, a part he can never seem to let anyone break into . He tries to live, to love, to find happiness, but somehow it feels as if he's forgotten how. ______________ He does his duty, he holds hi...
They're multi-platinum recording artists now, who needed a giant push to get their relationship ducks in a row. But before, Mitch was just a boy in high school who couldn't take his eyes off his best friend. There's a reason Kirstie's had a lot of practice giving Mitch that sad, painful smile over Scott. This is that...
This is the sequel to wash me over until my well runs dry, which in turn is the sequel to this don't even feel like falling. It's not required that you have read either of those first, though you'll certainly get more out of this story if you do. If you choose not to, just go into this one with the knowledge that Scot...
This is a sequel to this don't even feel like falling. Scott and Mitch are on the same page-for real, this time-but that doesn't mean there's not more to their story. Title is from Rocket by Beyoncé. Fake usernames courtesy of @_opheliac and @Sreed09! Thank you guys!! (Any similarity to actual usernames is unintenti...
This was originally posted on AO3 on New Year's Eve 2015. fictionalcandie's notes: All blame for the conception of this fic goes to duvalu. All I did was write, uh, a few words to go with it. Everybody shout out to her for doing real actual writing for the first time in years, though!! So proud of her. ♥ duvalu's note...
It was then and only then that he finally came up with the words to finish the verse he had started earlier for the song that he considered as the breaking point between his invisibility to Scott beyond best friends. I am yours and you are mine. I am see through, baby.
Alexander Kirk is the first to notice. Mitch and Scott have been best friends for years, and they thought that nothing could change their friendship. But as life goes on and they're forced to make some changes, they realize that something is different..and maybe is too late to do anything.
"Among my most prized possessions are words that I have never spoken." About a girl who doesn't talk and a boy with a dog.
"that's right, just leave me here... alone... just like i knew you would." {tracob}
Connor is a troubled boy, that has to move to another city in order to leave his painful past behind. And it's right there, in his new home, that he'll find Troye, a mysterious boy that will change his life in ways Connor can't even imagine.
AU: Connor sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there. (note, this fic has been modified from an original Glee fic, and is not my own work)
"Has your life been screwed over yet?" "Excuse me?" "Watch out, it'll be the only thing that'll beat you in the race." - WHERE THE "HETEROSEXUAL" RUNNER ONLY FALLS FOR THE CHEERLEADER (spoiler! it's a guy.)
"So, what can I do for you?" the brunette asked, smirking a little, and maybe it was all in Troye's head, but that sounded way too sexual for normal coffee shop talk.
1.attempting to avoid notice or attention, typically because of guilt or a belief that discovery would lead to trouble; secretive. 2.characterized by stealth; sly and secretive - troye assumed that connor was like the sun: always exposed, warm, brighter than most it never crossed his mind that he was actually like the...
Connor's biggest secret is shared only with one other, but when new relationships begin to form and a best friend becomes his biggest threat, things get complicated.
