Jo was incredibly easy to talk to, comfortable to be around with, all prettiness and sprightly charm and that adorably wicked smile edging out a smart veneer—it made Lucy's stomach flutter something strange—maybe from hope, or maybe from indigestion courtesy of those killer all-American beef tacos. Long story longer, Lucy wants to be with Jo. So what the hell was she doing wrong?

What better way to spread the holiday cheer and celebrate Christmas Eve than with the noble gladiator's long-honoured tradition of a brutal Mistletoe Match for the ages? (BTR Christmas fic. Kendall/Carlos, Jo/Lucy, James/Jett, Logan/Camille.)

"filling in the gaps / build a problem that / neither of us needs / something wrong with me..." (kendall knight vent and angst one-shot fics, content & trigger warnings inside. stay safe xx)

"how do you know / how do you know that / i am who i say i am?" (random fluffy btr boyfriend drabbles.)