Badfic Summaries of the Day

1. Summary: (AU fic) After a nasty break-up with his girlfriend, Patrick is taken to a strip club in an attempt to heal his broken heart with lapdances. Joe thinks it will help, but Patrick knows that naked women can't solve everything. Naked men perhaps...*enter Pete*



2. Summary: It's their secret, Brendon's and Ryan's. A blatantly obvious secret, but a secret all the same. It's known and not known. Discovered and undiscovered. It's because no one can ever be sure what goes on behind closed (bunk) curtains, only the two boys themselves. Ryan likes to play it on the safe side, but Brendon finds it more amusing to act before he thinks.



3. Summary: Patrick is a waiter in a male strip club.



4. Summary: Ryan's a shy gay boy. Brendon's the supposedly straight track star. What happens when they get together?



5. Summary: I’m trying not to cross over the line, to let my love turn into obsession. Obsession isn’t pretty...and neither is stalking, but I am good at both and they say you should go with what you know, go with what you’re born to do....Oh so AU.

PS. Sooo... snogging onstage, huh? Ahahahhaa, how are they for real?

Ryan Ross, the assassin. Monotone Bane. Silent Rosette. Keychain Death.

Dammit, I am truly death to keychains. I need something heavy and attention-getting (my own attention, I mean, so I won't forget or lose it), that still fits in my pocket! In the last few years I've killed a brass-backed, silver-dollar-sized mounted four-leafed clover; a little Russian bell on a ribbon; a little plastic NSYNC picture thingy that was wax's; a plastic-laminated Egyptian cartouche; and a couple of others I can't even remember. Wax had given me this fucking ugly solid brass thing with a textured horse on one side and it was mostly lasting except for bits chipping off the edges everytime I dropped it on cement or something, but now it's bit the dust as well. I think I need some kind of heavy-duty mountain-climbing, scuba-diving, space shuttle-safe keychain. :( I just hope I don't lose my keys before I find one.

Her story. Beta it.

I left wax a note in the form of a hand-drawn LOLcat. And then she made this really cute face and I took a pikshure. (Hi Toro! Hi, Frankie's neck tattoos!)