Brendon shifts his weight from foot to foot, and tries to keep his expression casually disinterested as he scans the bulletin board outside of the student activities office.*
It was the best game William had ever conceived, and to be sure, William had conceived of many good games. But Steal-Everyone’s-Phones-And-Make-Inappropriate-Calls Game was both a great time waster and a time of wasted greatness. Oh yes.*
In which there are more than three movie references, and Spencer and Bob swap bodies.*
Frank’s a rock star. Gerard’s a bodyguard hired to protect him. Together they fight crime. Shenanigans ensue.*
You may have to search around a little bit. There isn’t really a master page for this fic.
It’s not so much the turning into a girl that’s a problem; that’s happened before. It’s the fact that Frank doesn’t turn back.*
At the end, it wasn’t that he didn’t realize he had a problem, that he was in trouble. It was just that, even knowing that, he couldn’t stop himself-or believed he couldn’t, which amounted to the same thing.*
Step 1: Watch the music video for “A Little Less Sixteen Candles…” Step 2: Listen to “Vampires Will Never Hurt You.” Step 3: Mix liberally.*
“This okay?” Brendon asked a moment later, breaking off from kissing Spencer to slide his hands down Spencer’s chest.*
“Hey, baby girl,” Brendon says softly. He thinks he should have thought of something more profound to welcome his daughter in to the world.*
Joe Trohman doesn’t like dudes. He shouldn’t even have to say it. It’s implied in his name, like an invisible footnote or something.*
“I hate Valentine’s Day,” Patrick says while tearing into the Taco Bell bag the runner brought to the studio for lunch. He extracts a handful of packets and tries to decide what level of hot sauce he wants, choosing the hottest. He’ll go for broke; perhaps the sauce will burn away the sour taste brought upon by thoughts of Valentine’s Day.*
It’s not like it actually changes that much. Spencer is still his friend and his bandmate and his Guitar Hero sidekick and his main rival for apple juice in the morning. It’s just now Brendon is aware that Spencer is made up of squares and smooth circles and he wants to fucking touch them.*
Spencer’s not quite sure what Brendon is doing, but he thinks it could be considered flirting.*
The beginning of the semester always gets Frank jittery, but in a good way. It’s one of those times when everything seems new and possible, and the stress of exams and term papers seems a lifetime away.*
“It takes three licks, dude,” Joe says, and Brendon nods, says, “Duh,” because he’s a freaking wise owl, he knows these things.*
Rodney is sort of angered beyond all possible comprehension at the new batch of scientists.*
The fifth time Brendon jerks off to a guy, he calls up Shane and says, “Spencer Smith’s beard made me gay.”*
It’s during one of their coveted hotel nights that Frank finally has enough. Gerard’s wearing his stupid skeleton pajamas, the ones Frank liked until they started to smell like the inside of his high school gym locker. Gerard’s hair is brushing his face in greasy clumps that make Frank’s own skin itch in sympathy.*
Like everything, it starts in Vegas.*
In which Bob owns a tattoo shop and the rest of the MCR boys work for him. Frank is the new guy, and Gerard is in so much trouble. PatD boys also make an appearance.*
Gerard has decided that Frank deserves a circus. Everybody, including all of FOB and PATD, get involved.*
There are some days when Frank sits around his apartment for hours, wandering from the kitchen to the dining area to the bedroom to the bathroom in nothing but his pajamas, and just regrets.*
chemistry lab partners AU. I know what you’re thinking: “why would you do that?!” i don’t know dudes. but see? I write cheesy happy stuff sometimes too!*
Brendon really loves his band. Unfortunately, they all have amazing, hot boyfriends.*
“So,” Spencer says, and they all stare at him. “Pete’ll be in touch.”*
Brendon and Haley are the biggest gossips on tour, best known for their stealthy, ninja-like song-writing abilities.* Sequel to The Best Thing Since Ducks.
Brendon and Spencer meet each other in a first year philosophy class that they are taking as an outside elective. They both sit in the front row.*
Special Collector’s edition of Axe: The Horror of Man, complete with new techniques to master and a special making-of documentary! Or something. The Game Designers AU.
Frank knows that keeping a job you hate just because it happens to involve hot people is a really bad idea, but he’s always kind of liked bad ideas.*
For two boys who aren’t even dating, there’s an awful lot of drama going down.*
Ten things Brian Schechter learned while babysitting My Chemical Romance.*
The first time Bob ever sees Trish, he can’t actually see her at first. He’s twenty, home from school for Thanksgiving, and his buddy Kyle drags him out to a club to see some band that sucks.*
The AU where Panic is a wedding band called The First Wives Club. Brendon named them. It’s okay though; Pete’s wedding band is called Lloyd Dobler’s Boombox, but only because it kind of stuck.*
“Look, Spencer, look!” Spencer, who had been trying to read that issue of Kerrang he’d had stuffed in his bunk for the past four months but never had the time to get to, dodged Brendon’s probing hands with practiced ease. “No, Brendon.”*
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