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Patrick reached his sexual peak on a Tuesday afternoon.

The real problem is that, eventually, Pete and Andy start to notice the bruises.

The kid looked up at him as he walked by. He had the biggest goddamn eyes Brian had ever seen; absolutely huge, dark lashes, tangled hair. Brian was pretty sure his parents wouldn’t have let him leave the house without at least washing his hair now and then. Parenting was getting pretty slack.

When one is the male princess of a magical kingdom, few things come as a surprise anymore. Princess Gerard Way of the kingdom of Belleville sets out on a quest to fulfill a prophecy and encounters dragons, climbs mountains, runs from volcanoes, banters with King Peter of Wilmette, and finds true love along the way.

When writing a novel a writer should create living people; people not characters. A character is a caricature. –ernest hemingway

Crossdressing/dressing room porn. Written for Porn Battle VII, using the prompts Pete/Patrick, tour, tight jeans, & early days. I am apparently incapable of writing anything short. There's going to be more of this at some point because it grew a plot while I was writing it.

Jon and Spencer own a flower shop in a small town, and when the town’s pastor dies, Brendon comes to live with them and take over the job. Summerville’s full of people in love, and Brendon’s not immune to the town’s charms himself – when they’re in the form of a certain Sunday school teacher.

This is the slavefic. Boys in cages. AU. EPIC hurt/comfort (~200,000 words.) You have been warned. As [info]seimasin put it: this story definitely cannot be summed up in 100 words or less. Unless those words are "slaves! and shooting! and running! and angsting! and kissing! and more angsting! and a bunch of kids named Alex! did we mention the angst?

He should be happy. He was a light sider, which meant an automatic position in the government and control over the grayscales and dark siders of the city. Still, somedays Ryan wished things could go back to normal. Whatever normal meant in the world he lived in.

Patrick, the musical prodigy and sheltered student. Joe, the ex-student, pissed off and exultant. Pete, the privileged rebel, the visionary. Andy, the maquis. Together, somehow, they become a band.

Pete probably shouldn't have told the world that Patrick Stump had no game, and he *definitely* shouldn't have told Panic at the Disco. When he overhears Patrick doing damage control by the most efficient and evil method, his brain veers straight into the gutter. In typical Pete fashion, he is totally unable to conceal his... distraction from Patrick, and as a result, ends up doing a lot of flailing, panting, and beelining towards his room. Because Patrick Stump is an evil mastermind, and he knows exactly how to make Pete admit the error of his ways.

Old friends and new beginnings. A/N: this is the sequel of sorts to For Keeps

Pete and Patrick develop a telepathic connection, and it's no big deal.

“You…wrote up the story of us going to the diner for cheese fries last week?”

Patrick’s going to get over this crush if it kills him. Which, at the rate he’s going, it probably will.

Patrick rubbed his nose as he put down the guitar and snagged Pete's loose notes; he was safely hidden away in Joe's basement, forcing some words and music together. He had deliberately chosen to spend some time in Joe's house, instead of Pete's, because he couldn't bother with all the questions. Really, he just couldn't.

Patrick gets kidnapped, and Pete stumbles on just the person to help get him back. Michael isn't sure how he got so lucky.

You all know how this works by now! Write at least 100 words of sex pollen in the comments! If you write something way longer than that, use multiple comments or drop a link to where you posted it. In my head, sex pollen means anything that happens to the character that makes them up able to control their sexuality. So, it can be a substance that's not actually pollen, it can be a character going into heat, it can be... something creative that I can't think of right now. Whatever. Just, something that changes and makes the character lose control. (If you're worried about whether or not something "counts" just make it super porny, and I promise no one else is going to give you trouble. *g*)

It’s the year 2012 and the Olympics are taking place in London. Patrick is the goalie for the U.S. water polo team and Mikey competes in swimming.

Pete sometimes wanted to form an "only-boy-in-the-band" club. He could ask Ryan to join.

Frank and Mikey get turned into vampires and Frank's not sure he can deal with being a monster.

5 Weemo Boys Gambit Would Bang, Vol. 4.

This is probably one of the more unique interviews Rolling Stone has done. Yes, we have sunk to the depths of People and US Weekly - we are discussing a celebrity wedding. But not just any celebrity wedding. No, we're talking about the Canadian wedding between Fall Out Boy members Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz.

Pete accidentally "outs" himself and Patrick on Good Morning America. Only problem? They're not gay. What now?

Pete Wentz has a big mouth.

sequel to asking to be born

The clock clicks over to midnight. A falling star, a particularly bright one, paints a shimmering arc on the dark sky outside the hotel window. Pete stares up at it and wishes, wishes hard - wild, crazy, ridiculous wishes that flare star-bright in his mind's eye as he hovers on the edge of sleep. Wishes for Patrick, for love, for promises of forever, the whole enchilada. He's drifting off now, all defenses down, leaving a trail of wishes behind him: house, dogs, white picket fence, names on the mailbox together, children.

Bren really can't be gay. She's a cheerleader! So she doesn't know what she's doing at this silly camp for homosexuals.

Pete wakes up feeling a little displaced in his own body.

When Patrick was seventeen, he knocked on the door at Andy's mom's house and asked the question that would pretty much fuck Andy Hurley for the next four years.

Bizarre zombie/vampire hybrids attack, Gerard is sad because no one will take it seriously, Pete hits on Jon, Brendon and Frank giggle at each other, and Joe and Ray have a hair-off. \o/