this is a love song in my own way

Okay, so, just a warning? This is going to be epic. For me, anyway. And it’s not all being posted at once, because I’ve got about a thousand words to go and I’ve gotta have all my wisdom teeth out tomorrow, but I’m impatient so *there*, have a teaser anyway.

Warning: contains an always-female Cash Colligan. If that’s not your thing, if het sex (only R in this part) isn’t either, then back away. If you know anyone named in this fic, you know where to find the back button. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. :-)

( In which Cash Colligan is nobody’s fair maiden, Cassadee Pope is hellspawn, Patrick is awesome, Brendon is completely clueless, Cash isn’t much better, Ian’s hair is the best thing since sliced bread, life isn’t like a fairytale and Gabe is... well, Gabe. )

More girl!Spencer, at long last!

Inspired by repeated viewings of The Black Parade is DEAD! and Kitty's story of the Maxwell show.


Warning for gratuitous fluff, canon-timeline smudging of epic proportions and ... well, Spencer as a girl.


If that sounds like your cup of tea, then continue onward, dear friend!


( stay right here (someone out there loves you) )

Bren doesn’t really believe in happy endings anymore, except for in Disney movies. But if she were to have one, this would be how it’d start.
Part one of the sequel to Good Girls Don't (But I Do)

(  i’m putting out the lantern )

I am so on a roll. Little ficlet. Pg-13.

Bob broke his wrist. Spencer is... well - she's Spencer about it.

( away with the boys in the band )

( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. )

At long last, I give you 13,000 odd words of girl!Brendon, in two parts.

This is girl!fic, so I play fast and loose with canon and reality. Panic! play the HCT, because that's where I wanted them. :P Bren is more than a little fucked up. I'm warning you, people. Seriously. Swearing and sex and drug abuse. Heed the warning or don't, just don't complain about it. :)

Italics for events past, normal text for present, as usual.

[EDIT: OMG, I just realized I forgot to give mad beta props to shutyourface. My humble apologies! Thankyou so much!]


( Good Girls Don't )

(But I Do)

More girl!Spencer/Bob. Follows on from he did it with shoes, which was a sequel to the untitled drabble that started it all. It'll make more sense if you read them first.
Italics for past, normal text for present, as usual.
NC-17, because I have a dirty mind.
Feedback is love :)


( all rhythm and no blues [as if our tale was ever that simple] )

( Four Strings, Nine Lives, One Heart: The Jonnie Walker Story, As Told By Master Storyteller William Beckett )

More Girl!Spencer. Wait, whut?

It's a seven thousand word drabble that's not really a drabble, except for how it totally is.


( A tale of sidekicks, parents, a sex tape, intra-band relations, and Really Cunning Plans. Though not necessarily in that order. )

It all started when Luc said; ‘You did it all wrong, you know. Ryan shouldn’t be the girl. He’s prickly and bony and speaks in a monotone. Now Spencer, she would make an absolutely rockin’ girl. She’s soft and curvy with a bitchface of doom, and awesome hair and… body issues, Rox.’

( Here, have four thousand words. )

Summary: In which Ryan Ross is a girl. Has always been, will always be a girl. End of story.
Rating: NC-17.
Warnings: Swearing. Sex. Het. Yes. HET. *looks ashamed*
Word Count: 6000, give or take a few
A/N: Yes, I know it’s been done before. But this is my take on the situation. Thanks to everyone who commented on my last post and let me know they'd be reading! You guys inspired me to finish this.


( hiding in estrogen and aubergine dreams )