Breddy Stories

Brett and Eddy are best friends and the two souls behind Twoset Violin! But little by little, things start to change... There goes another fanfic of mine because these two are just too damn inspiring. We'll see where it takes us, I guess^^. Since I really struggled with three uploads a week recently, I'm gonna change my upload schedule to twice a week because life's just so incredibly busy :'). I'll try to upload on Tuesdays and Fridays around noon CET and if I suddenly happen to have more time, I'll let you know. Thanks for reading and every star and comment! Also, not an English native speaker here, so there might be errors here and there and I'm always glad for your feedback. And with all that said, happy reading!

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My first time writing this kind of fanfic. Hope you guys will like it. Disclaimer: Purely Fictional and Purely Fanmade.

These will be some casual oneshots. I love breddy too much to not write some stories of my own. They will have various lengths depending on how I'm feeling it. Feel free to leave requests.

Brett Yang and Eddy Chen are young violinists and lovers living in an island where there seems to be eternal sunshine. However, will they sustain their sunshine when tragedy strikes? Note: This is my first ever fanfiction, so please be gentle. And this is not beta-ed 🥲 Enjoy!

Eddy gets bullied in his old school. He moves school and meets this guy who he gets attracted to as soon as they meet...

these moments are what eddy's going to miss the most, mainly it's because these moments are spent with brett. -twoset prom onehsot 9/5/2020

do you believe in destiny? or fate perhaps? whether you do or not, we are bound to meet each other in this life, and i promise i will protect you. - the yang family and the chen family are tied together by ominous curse. every 400 years the youngest from the chen family and the oldest from the yang family has to endure the same fate as the other for a year, every month. 12 misfortunes lies in their hands, they have to survive in order to stay alive. no former partners had lived after that year, fate isn't all that giving. brett yang, lived a simple life as a rising soloist; until he met eddy chen, a cardiologist at a nearby hospital. indicating that their fate had already begun. - trigger warnings before the chapter. inspired by a bl manga called 'disasters like me too much' (saiyaku wa boku o suki sugiru) by kannagi satoru.

In the mysterious town of Louisiana, 5 friends embark on a journey to find the truth about Eddy Chen's terrifying nightmares involving a faceless creature. (Crosspost, originally from AO3) Cover is inspired by bubble tea33's edit on Pinterest and the film 'Monster (2023)'

lumiere du soleil - sunlight A wonderful morning in the Chen-Yang household

noc•turne /näktərn/ a short composition of romantic character reese's short breddy drabbles and oneshots. started: july 2022 (ongoing)

謹獻給我心中的楊博堯和陳韋丞。 *除非有特別註明，不然都是預設兩人已在一起 *以搬運前期文章為主，後期會依照當初發布日調整順序

"I'm coming with you." Eddy shakes his head. "No, seriously, I'll find a job somewhere else. I don't want you to get killed." I can feel myself tearing up, and I'm trying to hold it together. "But I don't want you to leave." - A small town in the middle of nowhere, England. After the old priest goes completely deaf, a new guy arrives into town. Edward Chen doesn't believe in traditional methods, which makes him frowned upon from the very beginning. Brett gets dragged to church on an April Sunday. They start bumping to each other very regularly and having conversations that seem cheeky, flirty, and even shameful. The two get together, but it's not as easy as it sounds. The hiding gets very tiring, and both are scared for dear life about someone finding out. Does love bring happiness or does it bring pain? Is it worth it?

Brett Yang is... a flame, is what he is, and I the moth drawn irrevocably towards him. Except I forgot about the candle. Excerpt: He smiles at the camera, that same radiant smile with a hint of cheek I'd fallen in love with. I'm surprised by how much it doesn't hurt - okay, the fourteen-year-old buried inside me died, just a little bit, but still. Then he turns towards him. His eyes take on a warmth I had seldom seen in them - certainly never directed towards me - and I think I know.

' Florist's shop's shopkeeper Brett * Painter Eddy (au) + Viewed some fan-art so I had this idea + I really want to write about painters ' I don't know how long it can be, so I'll just post whatever I have now. ' First attempt in fan-fiction! I love them so I'm doing my best! Any comments! Criticisms also okay!

The Death-Cast system is simple: when you get the call, warning you that you'll die within the next twenty-four hours, it's a heads-up, one last chance for you to live. In which two violinists meet through the Last Friend app: Brett, an orchestra concertmaster who's dying today, his life suddenly cut short-and Eddy, a second violinist who has the rest of his life before him. They grow close to eachother as they live Brett's End Day to the fullest-for the sake of both their hearts, or against-no matter how painful it might be in the end. (Alternatively, the difference between being afraid of love and being afraid of heartbreak-what starts as an unspoken promise to not fall in love, turning into the smallest and biggest of hopes, and surely into something star-crossed.) A breddy They Both Die at the End AU. started: march 2022

[COMPLETED] Brett, an engineer, who prides himself on being creative and innovative, received a phone call inquiry that will lead him to events that will move him to an extent he never thought possible.

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As their dance ended, Valse sentimentale followed and god, who was in charge of the playlist? "The dance floor is now open to anyone," Phoebe announces as the couple parted. Tchaikovsky's sadness waltzes in tandem with Eddy's own longing, and he finds himself getting up and getting down the stage from where the wedding entourage's seats were placed. Eddy approaches Brett, exaggeratedly bowing low and holding out his hand. "May I take this dance, my good sir?" He asks with confidence cemented over years of acting in front of the camera. His ears are graced with Brett's laugh, and Brett takes his hand. Originally published: Aug 18 2020 cross-posted from ao3 under the same pseud