Kai Gilling, a transgender wanderer traversing the American West, has to trek hundreds of miles in his beat up Jeep, in order to reach an urban legend rumored to be the only settlement still thriving. *********** It's a Wasteland, baby. In the uncomfortably not-so-distant future, the world has been ravaged by natural disasters, water shortages, and public apathy. People like Kai Gilling have flocked to the desert (once known as the American West) in hopes of finding a better life. After picking up a pair of siblings, the three come across a strange woman who claims to have a map to Arcadia, an urban legend rumored to be the only city thriving in the wreckage of the old world. Will they keep their hearts set on an oasis in the desert--even if it's just a mirage? Or will they be tempted by something else

My first ever sin.. uh.. I mean... Breddy fanfic. Probably going to be some fluff and maybe some angst idk. I don't think they're actually a thing though, so gonna mention that this is all made up and came about because they seem to be joking around with it to mess with crazy fans like ourselves. Enjoy!

Will Brett ever manage to say the R word??? But just as importantly, will he have the courage to be true to himself and to his feelings? Enjoy reading and yes, it's the one they made a video about, to my great mortification/amusement (There used to be another blurb for this fanfic, but weirdly, it and the title were wiped out... how??? i dunno...)

Nagisa is being abused by his mother but he doesn't want that fact to ruin his relationship with his peers; especially Karma. Karma has been crushing on Nagisa for a long time now, but he thinks that Nagisa doesn't want him. He has been an outcast for so long, nobody wants him...or so he thinks.

Just a random story about Brett and Eddy being in love with a splash of angst. OK maybe I lied...maybe there's more than a splash. If BAE (Brett and Eddy) find this I'm deleting my account.

alternate universe in which eddy is an up and coming soloist, and brett is a concertmaster for the sydney symphony, with a job at a coffee shop on the side. - warning: i am not a musician, so some depictions might be slightly inaccurate. nonetheless, i hope you enjoy :) - if your name is brett or eddy, don't even think about reading this

A Breddy written by all of you, Twoset fans, Breddy writers and readers! Chapter 1: @Ohmadou (French in UK) Chapter 2: @ShpookyJimKristmas (Romania) Chapter 3: @Melinflower (Spain) Chapter 4: @KotoriTori (Turkey) Chapter 5: @AgustinaSWEG (Hungary) Chapter 6: @Salomea27 (Poland) Chapter 7: @VioletPurple555 (Mexican in Québec) Chapter 8: @Otter_Queen (German in the US) Chapter 9: @JessPhiveowan (Singapore) Chapter 10: @Lisamu_mshl (Mongolia) Chapter 11: @Lucashtic (Mexico) Chapter 12: @DerpyCat34 (Chinese American) Chapter 13: @LeenaAKAjesus (Punjabi in Canada) Chapter 14: @_purpleh (Hong Kong) Chapter 15: @BellaBella246 (UK Chinese: Cantonese from Hong Kong) Chapter 16: @Ohmadou I start off with the first chapter You write the rest. It's EDDY'S Point Of View (we must be clear about that, no head-popping. Just Eddy. But he's a sensitive boi, and he can interpret Brett quite well, so he can tell us what Brett is going through a lot of the time) It can be lime or lemon (as long as it's consensual, we're happy). It's yaoi. So we stay in that territory. The authors will be credited on the chapter line Email me your text: ooohmadou@gmail.com Welcome to the Breddy Yaoi Sisterhood

Another sin of mine, containing hopefully mostly fluff. That's the plan at least, but y'all know me. I'm a sucker for some angst.

"hello angel. i'm eddy, and you are?" • a demon walks into a bar and meets an angel. ••• brett and eddy if you come across this do not read it

The first story of a series [Breddy Fanfic] Are you ready to cry? This is a translation version of a popular Chinese Breddy fanfic from LOFTER. Original author: 凭剑载书不事君 Translation: Me (Daodao), Cicili, 竹喧 .... They finally reach the point - The proudest raconteur loses his speech, while the best listener becomes absent-minded.