Shousetsu Bang*Bang is a webzine for original gay fiction/boy's love oneshot stories, intended as an online, English-language text equivalent of one of those All Yomikiri Bimonthly Summer Special 100 Extra Pages!! manga phonebooks where every story is about the torrid romance of an ordinary schoolboy and his soccer club captain - or a yakuza boss and his faithful lieutenant - or the prince of an exotic desert country and the emerald-eyed winged youth he rescues from the sawtoothed sand monsters of G'or, self-contained in 30 pages and heartwarmingly predictable.
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Pym swings around, chin planted on his shoulder, eyes wide.
"Oh, Christ. You're not a virgin, are you? It's totally cool if you are, I just -- I should know and maybe do something special for you? Different? I don't know. Are you?"
"No," Huck says, and laughter's burbling up his chest so fast he could choke on it. "No, I'm not a virgin."
Pym exhales as he settles back, lying on his side, looking up at Huck. "Good, good. No offense to virgins. But that's a lot of pressure. That's like rom-com level pressure, you know? Shit."
"Showing up with a cake and candles for your sixteenth birthday, yeah," Huck says.
"Shit. You're sixteen? Happy birthday!" Pym goes to hug him, then stops. "That makes this illegal, though, right?"
"I'm 21," Huck says.
"But it is your birthday?"
"No. It's a movie --. Forget it." Huck pulls him in the rest of the way, completing the hug, and kisses him.
"It'd be worth it, though," Pym whispers against his neck, a little later. His mouth feels slick, his beard silky-tickly. "If you were illegal."
So there's a security guard and the hot busker he rescues from harassment. Things go from there.
Fandoms: Original Work
17 Apr 2016
Leah smiled slyly at her in the mirror. "Out of fucks, huh?"
What should be a regular night for casino muscle Bert and Ishmael becomes exactly the opposite when their boss' son tries to humiliate a coworker.
"So you're sprucing up your house?" Hart asked as he rang up the purchase on an iPad.
"More like trying to keep it from falling apart." Daniel had always wondered why friends who had just bought houses suddenly had no weekends as well as no money. Now he knew.
Hart smiled. "Yep. Old places are like that. Worth it, mind you."
Fandoms: Original Work
1 Jan 2016
"How is a spirit even having physical feelings to share in the first place?"
"And sex, of all things," agreed Peter. "I mean, talk about stuff you think you'd be over once you no longer had a body."
His phone let out an electronic fanfare. He tilted it up to read the message. "Okay! Tomorrow afternoon, we're off to see the sex ghost."
- Part 3 of Everyone goes through the door