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When Jaxsper Finn's best friend submits him to the reality show, I'm With The Band, he expects to spend three weeks awkwardly coexisting with three famous brothers. What he doesn't expect is Aiden- charming, vulnerable, and just as trapped by the cameras as Jaxsper is. As their connection deepens under constant surveillance, Jaxsper discovers that reality TV is anything but real. Every moment is filmed, edited, and packaged for consumption. And when their secret relationship threatens both Aiden's carefully managed career and the show's explosive storyline, Jaxsper faces an impossible choice: protect what they have by fading into invisibility or fight for visibility in a world that isn't ready to see them. This story takes place in the year 2000- a time when MTV still played music videos. Music came on CDs that you bought at the mall. Mix tapes were still a love language. LiveJournal was where you wrote your feelings. AOL Instant Messenger was how you stayed connected. Welcome to the year 2000. A story about privacy, performance, and the price of being seen-or choosing not to be.

Title: We're Not On The Map But We're On Our Way Author: arctic_grey Rating: NC-17 Pairing: GSF POV: 3rd Word count: ~21,500 Summary: "It's amazing how... how you can have everything and the next day it's just... gone. You're left drifting," Ryan whispers. They are running, hiding, escaping. They are four strangers in a car, and they don't know where they're going. Beta: taketakeudown, who deserves awesome points for betaing this entire story. Thank you so, so much! xxxxx Disclaimer: Not real, never happened. Title stolen from my friend's poem and used with her kind permission. Author Notes: Thanks to babycomeback2me for the kick ass banner! Never had a banner before! So exciting! This is the result of a maniac three-day writing session. I was cooking one day and I just got this vision as I stood there, hands covered in flour: Jon standing on the side of the road with an old car next to him, the lonely, cool wind brushing his hair. After that, this story took a life of its own. I really, really like this, so I hope you'll enjoy it.

She tossed her book bag onto the bed and walked over to what they had turned into the kitchen area of the room. She grabbed a pack of ramen and filled a plastic bowl with hot water from the coffee maker. She stirred in the packed of flavor and walked over to the built in desk on the far end of the room. She grabbed her laptop and opened up her socials when a chat box popped up. Phil: "Hey C, your ramen ready yet?" Caelee: "Am I really that predictable???" Phil: "Well I don't know if you got chicken flavor or beef?" Caelee: "Neither! Shrimp!" Phil: "Oh, look at you, Miss spontaneous!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Not expecting anyone for another hour Caelee jumped up and started to panic.

Every new day is another chance to change our life. Have we realised what is life yet?? Happy Reading 🙂 Let me know In the comment section will today be the day you change your life??

!NOT MINE! Title:Where We End Up Author: panic_smile Rating:NC-17 Pairing:Ryan/Brendon POV:Ryan's Summary:Step Brother AU. Ryan's father can no longer care for him, and he's made to live with his mother where he's tossed into an unknown situation, and taken under the wing of a tragically dangerous boy, William. He learns about the strain of friendships, the battles of life, and his step-brother, Brendon. About changing, fucking up, and sexual experiences and the attachments that come with it. Disclaimer:Do not own the people, nor do I believe this ever could have happened.

The Disneyland parade has evolved into an all-singing, all-dancing extravaganza and Brendon wants to be part of it. Unfortunately there aren't a lot of opportunities for the guy who sells knick-knacks by the park gates. Enter Ryan, the parade's current star attraction, who might just have a plan to get Brendon everything he always wanted. (jacqui-hw on livejournal)

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Summary: Ryan is a misanthropic Starbucks barista who is a tired insomniac and just wants to be left alone. Then Brendon moves in. myheartradio on livejournal

(not mine, by xsamtasticx on livejournal) summary: "Have fun eating your once-living flesh! I'll be in here masturbating to girl magazines I got from my pot-smoking friends!"

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I'm 20, I'm depressed and I can't keep a journal. So I decided to keep a live one here for nobody in particular. Read at your own risk 🤷

!NOT MINE! Title: Did You Think That You Were Dreaming? Author: panic_smile Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Ryan/ Brendon POV: Brendon's Summary: Highschool/ Mental Institution AU. Meet 17 year old Brendon, sent to an institution and new school after he snapped. On his bent road to recovery, he meets three boys on the way, Jon Walker, William Beckett, and Ryan Ross, each facing their own problems and issues, and then there's the odd and intriguing Lauren. Brendon has to learn that accepting and overcoming the past is his only way to be free of the institution, and the only one that can teach him that is the one and only Ryan Ross. Disclaimer: Don't own, never happened. Title belongs to Counting Crows Author Notes: Okay, this is a completed story, and i should post one every day. So, tell me like what you think, if you wish :)<3

An AU a la the movie Bedazzled. Patrick is a bored high school student who just wants someone to take him away from all this bullshit. Pete is the Devil, AKA Lucifer, AKA Beelzebub, AKA big trouble, who just wants... Patrick. Link to the original story: http://scribblinlenore.livejournal.com/473276.html

All of these are from live journal None of these are mine,I've posted them here for enjoyment,All credit to original authors,If they would like it removed i will do so

Stories here are not mine. Credits to all those wonderful owners. I love you all and your oh so amazing imaginations! T.T

In which Brendon cleans the apartment of published author Ryan Ross to finance his college studies, and Spencer opens up an Indian style café and hires Jon to brew his fair trade coffee. Excerpt: Brendon sorts through Ryan's bathroom utensils while Nirvana is blasting from the speakers in the living room. Two tubes of toothpaste join a peaceful parade next to lip balm, moisturizing cream, aftershave and eyeliner that appears to have dried up. It honestly wouldn't have taken Spencer's insinuation to figure out that Ryan's not entirely straight. To be fair, the lube in the bedroom drawer was a tiny clue, too, and yes, Brendon might have been snooping just a little. Anyone who's in the middle of reading Ryan's book would be curious, and Brendon's especially curious where Ryan hides all the drugs he must have been doing during the writing process, churning out page after page when he was only nineteen. Against the background of Behind the Sea, it's also easier to make sense of the scribbled notes Ryan leaves lying around, the tone and particular way in which Ryan phrases things slightly more familiar. Some of them have Brendon's fingers itching with music. Ryan's writing is even more lyrical when it's torn out of context, isn't bundled up neatly within a chapter. Brendon refrains. It's really not his place to leave a mark like that on things he's merely supposed to straighten up. Link to the original story: http://zarah5.livejournal.com/35320.html

Time has gone but he still feels wrong...

When Pete shows up Sunday, mid-afternoon, for ten days of house sitting and "Keeping a general eye on things, Patrick, we know you're too old for a babysitter, but we worry," he looks exactly the same, except for a stupid haircut that makes him look like someone cut it when he was too drunk to look in a mirror, or something. "Hey, kid," he says, first thing, lugging a huge, shiny brown duffle behind him. It's slippery, nylon or something, and it keeps rubbing against Pete's jeans, making some sort of whispery zipper sound that sets Patrick's teeth on edge. "I'm here for Patricksitting. I assume you're the Patrick?" Link to the original story: http://adellyna.livejournal.com/355836.html

Lu Han is just trying to do his job translating for a college gaming competition, but Oh Sehun seems determined to make it as hard for him as possible. - cross-posted from ao3 (nekomimichan) one shot, first meetings, flirting, sehun being annoying