Hi. This is part one of the long-promised MCR/FOB/P!@tD/William Beckett Regency AU. There isn't much else to say, except I'm going to go ahead and warn you that Mikey and Gerard are girls. Other than that, and the Regency thing, and the fact that they're the daughters of a wealthy Lord, it's exactly like usual. (To say nothing of the stablehands.)

WentzWang is the world’s foremost producer of bisexual porn.

Patrick Stump is one day out of prison, and already has an idea for the biggest heist of his career. But he'll need some friends to help him out.

It's all Pete Wentz's fault, the matching t-shirts.

White House AU.

The whole thing starts after their second CD comes out and Pete discovers there are entire Livejournal communities named after him.

Gerard Way, a Cartoon Network peon in possession of the world’s worst taste in men, may have finally found the perfect boyfriend. Or a serial killer.

Prison AU.

Various bandom men in slash parings at lamaze classes.

Many Recs

Multipairing, bandomwide high school for the arts AU

“Okay, this is what I’ve figured out so far. I’m stuck in some sort of hell that looks vaguely like a Sandra Bullock movie.”

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.

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?

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*)

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

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.

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/

Ray is just a normal dude working a normal job and teaching guitar on the side, but the weird thing is he totally decorates like an old lady, and is a collector of elephants. But he's not embarrassed about this AT ALL, he's totally proud of it, and he likes to show people when they come visit and tell the stories of where he got them all. So naturally, when normal dude Bob falls in love with him, Bob totally brings him an elephant the day they get engaged. So Ray doesn't get an engagement RING, he gets a totally badass engagement elephant.

Before There Was A Name: It begins with two. Saturation: Jon decides it’s time to grow up. Even if that means living out of his car in Las Vegas. Standing Right Outside Your Door: Christmas-y AU. “Brendon,” Frank said slowly, “you’re not really considering making a life-changing decision based off a Will Ferrell movie, are you?” Brendon is an elf, tired of living at the North Pole, so he escapes to the least Christmas-like place he can think of…

Where Spencer and Ryan go on a vacation to the Caribbean, and get swept away to the 18th Century during the American Revolution.

Brendon watches in a mildly horrified fashion as Spencer lifts the poster off the ground, his forehead crinkling as he looks it over. He thinks miserably about how all his plans for coolness are flying out the window as he sits there. He’s just about to resign himself to another four years of being shoved into lockers (or whatever the slightly snobby college equivalent is – Brendon shudders to think), but all Spencer says is “Huh.” Brendon doesn’t say anything, so Spencer starts reading out loud. “’Auditions are being held this weekend, the 29th and 30th of September, for the student drama society’s production of The History Boys.’ Cool.”