Just another twoset violin Breddy fanfiction. Hope u like it! Please don't judge my poor english, this is not my native language.

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

You don't kiss your best friend on the neck and have them weak by the time it's over. It's funny like that, isn't it? You do all these things and I allow you to do so. I wouldn't have allowed this a few years ago. But what can I say? Everyone changes when they're in love. Maybe that's why you haven't changed. Not one bit. - - - - - - - - - - A collection of short stories I've written about Brett and Eddy. Enjoy!

So on October 17th I decided to write fan-fiction. The first title that came to mind was "oh shit a fanfic", which I thought was absolutely perfect. It started in my notes app, and here I am now publishing them for the public to humiliate me. I've never written fanfics before. So be aware of the trash. A good thing to know is that this contains some NSFW. I know a lot of people hate people writing this stuff about real people, and I apologize. Though I will not stop writing, as it is a huge outlet for me to express myself. If Brett and Eddy do say they are completely uncomfortable with having people write NSFW with them in it, I will take them down. For now I will keep these up.

if you're reading this this is a warning: I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS A YOUNG AND INSOLENT FOOL so unless you're in for some cringy weird unrealistic stuff i'd recommend not to read this 👍🏻 i have suggestions tho so you can dm me for suggestions of better fics 'Hey, Brett, look at me,' I ordered, staring into those ocean eyes. He whimpered softly and obeyed. 'You know you can trust me, right? I care for you and I don't want anything bad to happen to you, please...I can help.' I managed, choking back a sob. And the most unexpected thing happened. He flung himself into my arms, burying his head into my chest and bursted into tears. It felt so right, like we were two piece of jigsaw that were meant to be fit together, my chest designed for him to bury his head into. I stroked his back slowly, shaking his body ever so slightly, rocking him like I would do with a lullaby. Brett's breathing became steadier and calmer, he whispered a small 'thank you', not leaving my embrace. - Hi! I'm a newbie to writing fanfic so please give some advice or comment anything in general :D Breddy fluff, Breddy angst, whatever you call it, I have it right here :D I may or may not have sinned by adding in smut but you'll never know Enjoy! New update every 1-2 days

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.

Yet another sin of mine. There will be quite a few nsfw chapters, probably, and some angst

You are the sun which has brought light into my life; you have brought me up from the abyss which I had resided in. Let me in return use the rest of my life to be a small, insignificant spark in your life. Allow me to reside by your side. Gently, quietly, unnoticeably. Until I die.

"Love conquers all things." Brett Yang is a valued prodigy violinist and writer. Well-known as an indifferent and cold man, nobody dares approach him for small talks, let alone asking to be his teacher. He would really like to be one but no one was brave enough to ask him. Until one day, a violinist who is only a year younger than him aspires to be a soloist. Edward Chen asks for him to be his teacher. He was the only one brave enough to ask, so Brett does not hesitate. Both slowly fall for each other. They know that they cannot be together because they're both men and that was illegal in their time. What would they do? Do they continue their love and risk their lives or do they risk their love and continue living peacefully?

"I see... so that's what you really think of me?" "It's the truth, isn't it? It's what you are." Y/N recently joined the orchestra. She's busy with all her new schoolwork, so why can't she get the handsome deadpanned face out of her head?