Title: Since The Roof Fell In
Genre: Slash
Fandom: Jonas Brothers, Panic at the Disco (feat. assorted Disney people and Bandomers)
Main Characters: Kevin Jonas, Brendon Urie, Nicole Anderson, Spencer Smith
Rating: R
Words: ~ 22,000
Ingredients: Apocalypse fic; mega-angst, religious themes, offscreen death of minor characters
Summary: Everyone you ask has a different idea where it started - the fires, the floods, the hurricanes, volcanoes, tornados, tsunamis, the rioters. And maybe it doesn't matter
how it started, just that it did, that now the dead outnumber the living and Kevin's stuck waiting for a God that doesn't seem to be coming. Stuck waiting, that is, until Nicole finds him - her need to get away is strong enough to get Kevin off his couch and towards the last place Joe was known to be: Chicago. When they run into Brendon Urie, running away as hard as Nicole is, and Spencer Smith, with just as much to gain by getting to Chicago as Kevin has, it might be the first lucky thing that's happened. Because when they get to Chicago and Joe's not there, it's going to take a lot more than one person running away to keep Kevin going.
Teaser: He's thinking seriously about getting up off the couch for the first time since lying down when he hears the front door bang open, sharp footsteps in the hall, and there's the first living person he's seen in God only knows how long, Nicole with her hair wild, dirt and blood smeared on her clothes, her skin.Notes: I owe
everything to
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mayqueen517: she cheerleaded when the fic was just a handful of paragraphs, made me think it was good enough to work on; she let me whine endlessly at her when I didn't care how good it was, it was too hard to write; she went way above and beyond the duties of the beta, not just looking it over and fixing things once, but twice, and letting me bounce all my endless worries about formatting and pacing and this is not the right fic for this challenge ;___; off of her. Without her there would be no fic! She even hosted some graphics for me last night when I was freaking out about Photobucket having a hissy. Thanks are inadequate, but they're what I have.
I also need to thank
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allyndra for being AWESOME. Not only is the piece of art I've seen so far amazing, she went above and beyond and made some
perfect graphical dividers for the fic itself.
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