Two boys, one cold basement mattress.

Joe puts his money where his mouth is.

He's cozy-drunk when Gabe leans over and says, lazily, "Dude, have I ever had you try some of that shit I got in Arizona?"

AU. Set in a parallel universe where, instead of starting a band, Gerard turns to writing.

oe's brain maybe realizes it's happening when Spencer's tugging the zipper of his jeans down. "What?" Joe manages, because, what?

Things are always confusing when you're first starting out.

Ryan flexed his fingers, rubbing at his thighs and spreading them palm-down on his knees. Spencer was standing between his knees, bracing two fingers on his cheek occasionally, and the sides of Ryan's knuckles brushed Spencer's waist intermittently as he shifted back and forth. The brush paused. Ryan heard Spencer set down the tin of face paint, and then a rattle of plastic skittering across the makeup counter as he picked up another.

Jane Austen AU. There’s a wedding, heartache and matchmaking, and it all happens in the 19th century England. It all made perfect sense in my head.

“God, you messed him up bad, Spence. He’s like a twelve-year-old girl around here today.”

The boys have a photo shoot, Jon misses his cats, Ryan does not like argyle, Brendon has a green crisis, it’s up to Spencer to save the day. Again.

When Gerard realizes that he’ll never get with Lyn-Z after his friends let him know she’s into girls, there’s only one possible course of action: dress in drag and join her punk rock Dolly Parton cover band in hopes of wooing her. High school AU.

They're all running away, the problem is, can they survive until they get where they're going? An AU in which Mikey and Pete run a shelter, Spencer has Ryan, and Brendon has no one. At least not at first.

Prom night is a special night in every boy’s life. Right? Spencer’s not too sure.

The oldest child in the Wentz-Stump household is Pierce Wentz, and who resembles his dad most of all. His dad's smile, his dad's swagger, his dad's compelling stare. He's the one that also gave Patrick the most grief when Patrick finally succumbed to Pete's constant nagging to move into the bigger house; he was unforgivably rude to Patrick, he yelled at his father, terrible, terrible things that sent Pete into red-tinged rages and resulted in slamming doors and the younger children crying quietly in corners until a parent or Christine came to comfort them.

In which Ryan and Spencer are idiots, their friends are devious, everybody has bad ideas and nobody turns into Batman.

He doesn't know how to tell them that he doesn't want to be one of the men, standing and jeering -- he wants to take the place of the girl, quietly kneeling, eyes closed and face upraised.

"You hate fun, don't you?" Ashlee asked, leaning her head against her arms at the side of the pool. "That's really what this is. You are a hater of fun, in all forms."

This is a series of emails passed between myself and ignipes, set in a Sixteen Candles vampire au. I call it The Bone Picker. ( In which vampires might actually hurt you, but Spencer Smith never will. )

Ryan's allergic to roses. Well, maybe "allergic" is the wrong word for it.

Brendon paid attention to what would make Ryan chuckle, low and breathless, and what would make him shudder and bite his lip.

Bob isn't especially surprised when Frank calls his hotel room at just after midnight to ask if he wants to come hang out.

sometimes two and two is eventually three.

Panic get a Twitter.

Chad gains support from an unexpected quarter. (Part of the Coming to Terms Series)

The black skinny jeans had started as an experiment, and quickly evolved into Ryan’s favorite undefeated seduction tool.

The lights are off, there’s a movie playing, and Chad thinks that there’s a much better way to spend their Anatomy and Physiology class.

Chad's had a lot of sex, and he'd say about eighty percent of it was with Ryan Evans.

Chad's life is not a fairy tale, but that doesn't mean there's no magic.

Chad is lonely. Ryan is horny. You can guess the results yourself.

Chad has no interest in show tunes. That's kind of a shame, because he's living in one.

Everyone has to have a post-game, locker room hookup fic, yes? It's like, required? Well, this is my version. ;)

Chad realizes his relationship with Taylor hasn't gone anywhere and tries to figure out why while his friendship with Ryan intensifies and strains his friendship with Troy.

Gabriella was a beautiful brilliant girl. It such shame Ryan would have to her killed.

"A slow grin spread across Ryan's face as he contemplated his own sudden change in fortune."

Ryan has three rules he lives by: One, always wear a hat; two, only trust an Evans; and three, never, ever get involved with someone in the closet.

Ryan was supposed to be visiting Sharpay, but ended up at a frat party doing a body shot off of Chad. Um, whoops?

Eventually, though, he decides that he'd rather have another nap than figure out whether it's Brendon or Ryan or Spencer flipping through the stack of CDs on Patrick's kitchen table. Not-Jon-Walker looks up, wide-eyed, when Bob gets off the couch, then smiles when Bob tilts his head toward the bedroom and mutters something that could probably be an explanation.

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. Also MCR are the leaders of the enemy wedding band camp. Then Ryan makes a bet with Frank Iero because he’s bad at life like that, and suddenly they’re in a duel to the death. Or, a wedding band-off, since unfortunately their lives aren’t a sequel to Boyz N The Hood.

AU. If Scott had been a little quicker on the uptake, X2 might have gone more like this. After an impromptu prison break, the X-Men, Magneto, and Mystique try to work together without anyone falling apart. Gen, with references to various pairings.

Pete’s having way too much fun with Brendon’s power. Over the course of dinner he’s stolen people’s lasagna (and he’s given them all to Patrick—it’s ridiculous because the two of them are surrounded by a lasagna mountain), made Gabe dance, even through it wasn’t all that hard to convince the school’s elastic man to dance, in retrospect, and he’s also convinced Gerard that Frank’s name is really Sir Dipshit Esq. (which Spencer thinks went just a little too far).

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

Teenage fumblings and first times, with bonus crossdressing!

Ryan loses his wings along with his virginity on the night of his 18th birthday. The next day he opens a bank account and deposits $4000 dollars. It's more than he expected, even after he gave Daedalus his share.

Ryan Ross had been able to hear Spencer Smith in his head for as long as he could remember. Well, not exactly hear. It wasn’t like he was telepathic, there was just sort of a buzz, a sense of Spencer Smith’s presence. Over the years, it had become like white noise, just there in the background. Ryan couldn’t imagine what it would be like not to hear Spencer all the time, anymore than he could imagine not longing after Spencer.

Tidus was a talented Blitzball player and an equally talented Summoner, trained from an early age to fight in future wars, but in the same war that killed his family and friends he gave up his future to preserve the past. Now, awakened from the dreaming and untainted by the corruption of Yevon, he’s setting out on his own pilgrimage to find out what went so wrong all those years ago…