BECAUSE ALL THE COOL PEOPLE HAVE MASTERLISTS.
WIBBLY WOBBLY TIMEY WENTZY universe
A Little Less Straight Line, A Little More Timey-Wimey, 1300 words
Vague Pete/Patrick, PG. Patrick discovers that his best friend is a sort of kind of alien with a be-bartskulled blue box. Hijinks ensue.
Daleks! At the Disco, 1400 words
Gen-ish, PG. Patrick meets the Daleks. Well, the stoner Daleks.
Things Have Changed (or, I Like Your New Face), 1200 words
Past Pete/Mikey, PG. Pete and Patrick go to a particularly violent concert featuring Pete's ex, and Patrick learns about regeneration.
Just Didn't Know the Date, 5070 words
Pete/Mikey, PG-15 (ish. there's implied sexings and lots of mild drug use. OH AND SHOTGUNNING). What happened between two Time Lords in those three years of summer. Precursor to all those other fics.
An Awful Lot of (Ray)Gunning, 1900 words
Gerard+Mikey being bros, PG. Gerard keeps forgetting the "no interfering" rule, and Mikey always ends up stuck with him.
TEENY TINY BOYS IN GRADE SCHOOL universe
Send My Love to the Playground, 2250 words
Gabe/William, G. Gabe loves Billvy, he just needs to figure out how to prove it. Rubber snakes and gummi bears in his desk should work, right?
I'll Write It All Across The Wall (In Crayon), 2820 words
Vague Pete/Patrick, Panicboy musical snugglepiles totally counts as a pairing, PG. Brendon loves music, Patrick loves his music class, and that new kid Jon is a pretty cool dude.
It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's Bully Repellent, 1600 words
Frank/Gerard, G. Gerard is not actually a girl, even if the playground bullies seem to think so. Frank just has to fight them off.
BOYS IN MARCHING BANDS universe
The Sin In Sincere, 3300 words
Ryan/Keltie, Ryan/Jon, Brendon/Spencer, Katie Kay/Keltie, PG-13. Ryan Ross really doesn't get that whole rule about "what happens on the band bus stays on the band bus."
This Is Just The Overture, 7300 words
Ryan/Jon, Ryan/Keltie, Keltie/Katie Kay, Brendon/Spencer, PG-13. Marching band is so much more awesome after Jon Walker shows up. Companion/parallel to "The Sin In Sincere."
16C universe that no one likes anymore
If You Wanna Reach the Top, 1030 words
William/Brendon, PG-13. Brendon needs to learn his mesmerism skills from someone.
Before All the Stains, 2380 words
William/(human!)Brendon, NC-17. Brendon
Tell Me I'm Right, 2800 words
Brendon/Ryan (+William), NC-17. vampire!brendon/fangbanger!ryanrossy, the one where ryan is william's new toy but also kind of a slut for any sharp pair of fangs that comes along
VAMPIRE PORN I REFUSE TO GRACE WITH A TITLE, 1695 words
Brendon/Ryan+William, NC-17. Self-indulgent sequel to above.
for being you, 780 words
Jon/Ryan, past William/Ryan, PG-13. “You were about ten seconds from collapsing in an alleyway when I saw you. Were you attacked?” “Not really.”
You Are Not My Savior (but I still don't go), 21,000 words
Korse/Mikey, Mikey/Ray, Frank/Gerard, past Korse/Gerard, NC-17. “You can’t actually sympathize with him. He’s an exterminator. He’s the bad guy.” “What if he’s not?”
the kids don't care, 450 words
Mikey/Gerard(ish), PG. After everything, he settles into a nightly routine. (post-You Are Not My Savior ficlet)
(When People Try) and Put the Pieces Back Together, 2100 words
Pete/Mikey, NC-17. Mikey's getting used to the clubs, but he's still learning about the people.
OTHER FICS that don't get their own lists >:|
Poise and Rationality, 560 words
Gen, G. Ryan's act at the Cirque would be totally unwatchable if it were anyone else. Cityverse ficlet.
The One Where Ryan Ross Is A Circus Hipster, 460 words
Vague Ryan/Jon, PG. Nobody understands Ryan's artistic vision, okay. Cityverse ficlet. These ficlets don't get their own section because it's the same post.
If This Scene Were a Parish (It Would Be the Best Parish Ever), 2100 words
Brendon/Spencer, NC-17. Most days don't start off with Spencer having to search the whole house for his stoned angel boyfriend. Set in 1st_eggokage's and my angelverse, which will one day actually find a plot.
Songbird drabble 1 (Spencer)
Songbird drabble 2 (Brendon)
PG-13, pre-Brendon/Spencer, songbirdverse (that means slavefic, but with bonus singing and corset piercings!)
THE ARONOFSKY 'VERSE POST
Jon(?)/Ryan(???), original post R, ficlets in the comments range from PG to R. A bunch of ficbits I wrote after eating too much pasta and watching too much Requiem for a Dream.
Untitled Tabooverse ficlet, 660 words
girl!Brendon/girl!Spencer, PG. She’s only heard about these things—drums—in passing, something the older boys at school would occasionally talk about in low voices.
Untitled Fight Club/American Idiot ficlet, 430 words
Tyler Durden/St. Jimmy(/Johnny), PG. Fight Club/American Idiot crossover fic, okay, don't judge me.
This Life-like Dream, 380 words (MORE AMERICAN IDIOT FIC)
Past Johnny/Whatsername, Past Johnny/Jimmy, PG-13. Life on East 12th Street? Fucking sucks.
the spark in the night, 470 words
Jimmy/Johnny, R. Pretentious post-Letterbomb porno! \o/
NOT!FIC aka oh god don't read these
I Write Tragedies (or, PETE WENTZ AND HIS ANGST), 6475 words
Pete/fictional!Patrick, Pete/Mikey, Mikey/Alicia PG-13. Instead of reaching success as a lyricist, Pete Wentz is an acclaimed novelist who writes about boys in bands. Warning: WANGST TO THE NTH DEGREE.
We Won't Sleep For Days (or, Ryro the Littlest Stalker), 8100 words
Pete/Patrick, PG-13. Patrick is a jazz drummer, Pete is an underground poet, and Ryan Ross is a professional hipster. They form a stalking train.
The conservatory AU
Brendon/Spencer, Ryan/Jon, chatfic between me and 1st_eggokage concerning the AU where everyone went to an unnamed conservatory and Brendon and Spencer's lives are a romcom. See comments for more fun!
AND THAT'S MY FIC
Oh wait, one more thing.
SINGLE PARAGRAPH OF A FIC THAT WILL NEVER BE WRITTEN BECAUSE IT IS RIDICULOUS:
The entire “separatist colony” idea was agreed upon by all of them, though Andy started it. Andy also contributed to the structure—or lack thereof—of the whole thing, and how leadership—or lack thereof—would work. Billie was the spokesman, the one who sparked the people’s interest in joining their cause and leaving the rest of the world behind, until word spread far enough that they knew they had plenty of support.
The moon thing? That was all Matt.
THERE NOW IT'S ON MY JOURNAL. OH GOD WHY DOES THIS EXIST.
AT LEAST I AM NOW ONE OF THE COOL PEOPLE \o/