Black And White

"Their love as black and white as piano keys and permanent ink." -@ElusiveWyatt- -@toepeechufter- --Tysm @Kirstin_Fanacc for the cover ❤--

GAY AS A MEATBALL (Scomiche)

When Mitch and Scott meet as college roommates, they're not sure what to make of each other. They're so different; Mitch is tiny and alternative and sarcastic and gay as a meatball, and Scott is absolutely positive he's straight as can be. Yet through a shared love of Queen Bey and a few of those spill-your-guts late...

BEASTLY

The tattoo grew on my forearm right before my eyes. The red was now gone... completely barren, yet it was the most beautiful part of me now... a tree ready to bloom. The roots of the tree bled into my veins, and the tree seemed to move as if it were blowing in the wind. This tree represented my life. And now I had a y...

Love On Ice [scomiche|scömìche]

"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...

halo fifteen (scomiche)

Scott, Mitch, and the 1990s gay scene - brought to the modern day in honor of Pride month. I began writing this during Pride month in 2017. The LGBTQ+ community's ongoing battle for equality has come so, so far, especially in the last 20 years. While there are a lot of factors that brought us to this point, one of th...

You Don't Deserve My Love

"I don't want you to take it back, ever... But I don't deserve your love." "You're right, you don't." * One-shots from the YDDML universe (Family AU) (Original one shot in Forever and Always - Scomiche One-Shots)

Heebie Jeebies (Scömìche)

"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...

Blink

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...