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Go0se: Beasts In Repose
REC: They'd all heard the mansion was haunted, but the curse came as a suprise. This was written for the art I made and it's great. Just the right mix of spooky and serious and funny. (2016-09-18)
QUOTE: "Cell phone service is really fucking shit up in the mountains, huh?" is the first thing that Gerard hears the next morning.
He blinked a bit stupidly at Frankie, who was sitting at the fancily-but-rough-hewn wooden table and grimacing at his phone. "I was trying to call J," Frank explained, glancing up, "Just wanted to tell her we got here alright. That was, uh, about twenty minutes ago." He shook the phone in his hand, like that might help, and then set it down with distaste. "Fucking technology."
"...right," Gerard said, and then made a beeline for the coffee maker.
"Oh sorry, dude," Frank said behind him and sounding very far away. "I forgot you hadn’t caffeinated."
Gerard was focused on locating the can of coffee beans that he'd brought from his mom's house in Jersey. It turned out to be in stashed in the upper cupboard; Ray or Frank must've been re-organizing them. He took off the lid gratefully, inhaled the delicious caffeine smell, and then went ahead and filled up the carafe.
Frank was suddenly at his elbow, tapping on his arm. "Watch out with that, man," he said. "I was drinking some this morning and the taste is all off. It has extra iron deposits, or something."
Gerard paused, then shrugged. "I'll make it extra-strong," he said, "That'll cover anything."
"As long as you put a label on that shit. Your extra-strong is going to kill us all."
Gerard shrugged again, declining to answer that particular line of reasoning. It wasn't his problem if none of his band had the capillary-fortitude to withstand how strongly he brewed his caffeine. Except for Mikey, who'd been drinking with Gerard since Mom had let them try some of her morning brew. Mikey and him could have a coffee-drinking contest if either of them had an active deathwish at the same time one day.
He paused for a second, remembering his dream, and then turned to Frank with a small frown. "Have you seen Mikey yet?"
"It's only ten, he's probably still passed out."
"Right, right." Gerard opened the cupboard again and contemplated the assortment of cups and mugs, selected one, then poured himself some motivation and sat down beside Frank to drink it.
Frank took a bite out of his toast and jam. "So I was thinking about that riff that Ray and I were telling you about the other day," he said, half of the syllables muffled by the bread in his mouth and crumbs getting everywhere. (10,210 words)
author:go0se  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:character.study  fic:source:fanart  activity:drinking  activity:drug.use  activity:transformation.animate  beings:animals.cats  concept:addiction  concept:music  concept:curse  condition:insomnia  geography:US:Los.Angeles  location:Paramour.Mansion  setting:mansion/palace  relationship:friendship  relationship:brothers  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  challenge:2016.BBB  +length:medium.10k-20k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-09  recced:2016-09 
october 2016 by turlough
heartofthesunrise: A Million Reasons
REC: Gerard and Ray figuring out how to go from friends to lovers, from the Black Parade tour to Project Revolution. A lovely on-tour story. (2016-09-18)
QUOTE: Gerard shook out a cigarette and put it between his lips, then dug in his pocket for a lighter. He came up empty handed. "Do you have -" he started, but Ray already had one hand in his jeans pocket. He leaned forward and cupped his palm around the tip of Gerard's cigarette to light it. Gerard leaned into the motion and his cheeks hollowed as he breathed in. Ray could see the dusting of summer freckles across Gerard's nose. He turned away and blew a stream of smoke into the mild English sunshine. "You sure?"
"Yeah. I just..." Ray turned away from him. It was hard to look Gerard in the face and talk about your feelings - he was too expressive, and too relentlessly sincere. "You remember when you were ready to quit after the first album?"
"Hold up, you're not ready to quit, right?" Gerard put a hand on Ray's shoulder and squeezed, hard and anxious. "We can't replace you, Ray, you -"
"No! No, I'd never quit. I was just thinking about how, like, it could've stopped there."
"Oh." As quickly as he'd been riled up, Gerard settled again. "It would've, if you hadn't talked sense into me." He leaned on Ray's shoulder. That conversation seemed like lifetimes ago - Ray remembered it like an out-of-body experience, like he was watching a movie about himself trying to convince Gerard to keep the band going, sitting there at Elena's kitchen table. "It didn't, though," Gerard continued. "I asked you to save the world with me and you made good on it."
"I don't think the world's totally safe yet, dude." Ray tilted towards Gerard so that they were propped up against each other. "But I don't think I ever thought about us making it this far. And like... It's Maiden. That means it's real."
Gerard laughed, but in a way where Ray knew he wasn't laughing at him. "Far be it from me to, you know, present you with the realities of your station," he said, gesturing vaguely with the hand holding the cigarette. A whorl of smoke curved around his wrist, then away. "But you're the shredding rock god lead guitarist of a pretty important band. Like, I think it's safe to say you're already some kid's Dave Murray."
Ray blushed and squinted out into the sunshine. "Shit," he said. "Yeah, okay."
Gerard ashed onto the concrete. They were warmed by the sun, and by each other, still leaning together like the uneven sides of a pyramid. "And like you said, the world's not saved yet. You've got to make good on that promise." He tilted his head to face Ray - they were very close. Ray could smell Gerard's sweat, ripe with the overtones of tobacco and stale coffee, making his head swim. Gerard smiled. His sudden and vigorous sincerity was overwhelming.
"I'm a man of my word," he said. He blinked owlishly back at Gerard. "I'm here till you tell me not to be."
Gerard's face shifted, going soft, almost pitying. He pressed forward and Ray twitched in alarm, thinking for a brief and horrifying second that Gerard was going to kiss him. His heart hammered in his chest. As often as he'd thought about it, he had no recourse for the actual thing. Instead, Gerard buried his face in Ray's neck, under the cloud of his hair. "Thank you," he said, muffled. Then, "Let's go kick Iron Maiden's ass." (31,420 words)
author:heartofthesunrise  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:character.study  activity:performing  concept:music  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  setting:on.tour  setting:on.break  geography:Europe  geography:US:New.Jersey  geography:US:New.York  tour:2007.Project.Revolution  tour:2006-2007.Black.Parade  smut:blowjob  smut:fucking  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Ray  pov:Gerard  challenge:2016.BBB  +length:long.20k-50k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-09  recced:2016-09 
october 2016 by turlough
SunshineAndRoseWater : A World That Sends You Reeling
REC: Gerard finds that life after the end of the world is scarily like the universe he created for the Danger Days album. A stark take of the Killjoys universe with a hopeful ending. (2016-09-18)
QUOTE: "We should go," Mikey says, standing by the window. He does this most every night. They live in a rather seedy part of the city known as Mechanic's Corner. Nothing about the location is appealing except for the unobstructed view of the desert beyond the City walls.
Gerard collapses heavily on his bed. He's already exhausted by his long day of work, he's too tired to have this argument with Mikey, again.
"There's too much radiation. Nobody can live out there for long."
"Says who?" Mikey's voice still has that far-away thoughtful quality to it. This hasn't become an argument, yet.
"Says scientists, with degrees."
"Who are employed by the government," Mikey counters.
"Christ, Mikey, don't start."
Mikey turns away from the window. "I have a point and you know it."
"No. No you don't." Gerard tugs at his hair is frustration. "For the thousandth time. This isn't Battery City. The government is not BLI. Life is not a comic book."
"Lots of people would disagree with you," Mikey snaps. "Some of the groups out there even call themselves Killjoys."
Gerard throws his hands out in frustration. "I don't give a flying fuck if they start marching and call themselves The Black Parade, we are not - Wait, how do you know what they're called?"
Mikey looks away. "Never mind."
"Mikey."
"Look, the point is that there are people out there who aren't just rolling over for a dictatorial government. There are people who are fighting back."
"Against what?" Gerard asks.
"Against this!" Mikey fires back. "Against a government that's got us in a chokehold. Against a dull, grey world where people are existing, not living. You call this bullshit a life?"
Gerard's anger flares. "This 'bullshit' means a life for Bandit. A safe one where she can achieve something and not just run around a desert wasteland. Where she'll live to be older than I ever will. That is what I care about above all else, you selfish piece of shit."
"What happened to you?" Mikey asks.
"I grew the fuck up," Gerard says. "You should too."
Mikey looks tired all of a sudden. A beat down, worn out tired. He looks a lot like Gerard feels.
"Forget it. Get some sleep."
"Mikey." Gerard puts his hand on Mikey's shoulder, but Mikey brushes it off.
"Just... go to bed, Gee. You need sleep." (26,450 words)
author:sunshineandrosewater  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:action/adventure  universe:Danger.Days  time:future  activity:drinking  activity:gun.fights  activity:rescue  beings:kids  concept:apocalypse  concept:dystopia  concept:politics  concept:violence  concept:char.death(past)  condition:injury  geography:US:California  setting:desert  smut:frottage  relationship:brothers  band:My.Chemical.Romance  band:Fall.Out.Boy  pairing:Gerard/Patrick(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2016.BBB  +length:long.20k-50k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-09  recced:2016-09 
october 2016 by turlough
alessandriana: tsukimi
REC: When Rowen is possessed by a fleeing nether spirit, he and Ryo must find a way to exorcise it. A nice little adventure fic. It uses the dub version of the names though and that always makes me start a bit. The story's definitely worth reading however. (2016-09-20)
QUOTE: He bent back to his equipment, and they fell into a companionable silence for a while; Rowen watching the eclipse through his telescope as it tracked across the sky, and Ryo mostly watching the forest around them. Soon enough the eclipse began to pass through totality. He got plenty of good shots of the red glow across the face of the moon, and only stopped when he reached the end of his roll of film. Leaning back with a satisfied sigh, for the first time since the eclipse had started he looked at the moon itself without the barrier of the telescope between them.
A sudden electric shock jolted down his spine, a deep chill suffusing his bones. He took a sharp breath, rocking back a step. What the hell? He looked wildly over at Ryo, but Ryo was still staring pensively out into the forest, and didn't seem to have noticed whatever had just happened.
"Did you feel that?" he asked sharply.
"Feel what?" Ryo asked, glancing over. His eyebrows drew down when he got a good look at Rowen. Rowen realized he had his arms crossed across his chest, and he was shivering slightly, even though he knew the night was still warm. Grimacing, he forced himself to relax. If Ryo hadn't felt it, that meant it couldn't have been Dynasty. And if it wasn't Dynasty, then it probably wasn't anything to worry about.
"Nothing. I guess it was just my imagination, sorry," he said. Cautiously, he glanced back up at the eclipse, but the sensation didn't repeat itself. And he was starting to feel better, actually; the warmth of the night seeping back into his bones, the constant buzz of the cicadas steadying him. Whatever had happened, it was fading.
Ryo frowned. "Are you sure?"
Rowen flashed a slightly unsteady grin. "Yeah. It was nothing bad, I just felt kind of dizzy for a second. Hey, I'm pretty tired though - I'm gonna head to bed, alright?" Recalling the reason Ryo had come out, he asked, "You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah." Ryo nodded. "Think I'll stay out a little longer." But the frown stayed on his lips as Rowen packed up his equipment, and his gaze followed Rowen all the way back into the house. (9,770 words)
author:alessandriana  fandom:Yoroiden.Samurai.Troopers  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:action/adventure  beings:Byakuen  concept:possession  concept:magic  geography:Asia:Japan  time:future  pov:Hashiba.Touma  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-09  recced:2016-09  geography:myth:Yujakai 
october 2016 by turlough
akamine_chan: Come Catch Me
REC: Frank and Gerard help relocate an Allosaurus arcticus. Another outtake in the The Life of Dinosaurs series. Lots of fun but now I really want there to be white, featherd dinosaurs in our world too! (2016-09-04)
QUOTE: "What's your situation?"
"Well," Frank started. It was embarrassing, to be honest. "I'm inside the cage, of course, and the allosaurus can't get to me, thank fuck." The allosaurus opened its mouth, displaying teeth designed to tear and rend. It tried to get a good grip on the steel bars, but couldn't fit its head very far between them. It yanked and the cage jerked a few feet across the snowy ground.
About 300 feet away, Frank could see the tundra rover where Brian, Gerard, Ray, Mikey, and their A. arcticus expert, Kenojuak Ashevak, were safely ensconced, away from any allosaurus with big, gnashy teeth. There was a grinding sound, and Frank watched, alarmed, as the allosaurus chewed on one of the thick metal rods that made up walls of the cage.
"I'm safe for now, but it looks like with some effort, the allosaurus can get through the bars." He sat down on the ground and crossed his legs, because his knees were suddenly wobbly.
He could hear Kenojuak talking calmly in the background. "Well, Kenojuak says they can put a lot of pressure behind their bite, so yeah. The cage wasn't made to withstand a determined allosaurus with time on its... uh, claws," Gerard said.
"Ask him what the fuck happened," Brian said. "I swear to God, he told me he hit the mark. "
"I did!" Frank was indignant. "Tell Brian that I did!" (2,290 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:action/adventure  beings:animals.dinosaurs  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:alternate.world  setting:tundra  geography:Canada  relationship:established  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pov:Frank  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-05  recced:2016-09  activity:exploring  occupation:explorer 
september 2016 by turlough
akamine_chan: Finds You in the End
REC: A one-night stand that developes into something more. With a twist. A very sweet story that gives us a glimpse from a fascinating universe. (2016-09-04)
QUOTE: It had been an impulsive decision, to visit the House of Secrets. Franc's life was too dangerous, too transient, for him to form bonds, and sometimes he just needed to be touched. A craving that he couldn't satisfy with drink, or powder, or the twist of his own slicked hand.
A quick trip to the House, a donation to the Mistress, and a night lost in carnal indulgence. Simple. Quick. Easy.
Franc should have known better; his Luck was never that good.
He couldn't stop thinking about the man, the way he moved, rocking slowly into Franc, making him feel the stretch and pull. The sounds he made when Franc sucked a bruise onto his thigh, the way his fingernails dug into Franc's shoulders to pull him close, *closer*, how he watched Franc's face as he drowned under the sensations trembling through him.
When he closed his eyes, Franc couldn't see anything but the man, laid out under him, strung out by Franc's touch, his face *open*, unashamed and honest. (1,500 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  activity:transformation.animate  beings:dragons  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:magic  occupation:bounty.hunter  smut:anonymous.sex  smut:fucking  setting:other.world  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pov:Frank  challenge:2016.Pod_Together  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-08  recced:2016-09 
september 2016 by turlough
akamine_chan: We Could Lose Ourselves
REC: Gerard had to concentrate on keeping steady as the rope tightened around his hands, digging into the delicate skin a little. A lovely and hot PWP with my favourite threesome. (2016-09-04)
QUOTE: He took a moment to try to center himself, concentrating on the nubby texture of the carpet under his bare knees, on the warmth of the room. He'd spent the entire day trapped in meetings in Burbank, trying to hammer out the details for his next comic project. It hadn't gone well, and the tension in his neck and shoulders had spread down to his back. He struggled to let it go, and knew he wouldn't be able to, not without help. "Umbrella."
There was a ripple of laughter from Frank, and Gerard had to fight to keep from smiling back.
"So, Gerard," Grant said, his accent growing more pronounced. "Tell me what it is that you want tonight."
Gerard blushed, heat flooding his cheeks. Grant's fingers were firm on his chin, keeping him from looking away, down, anywhere but at Grant, who waited impassively. "I -" He wanted to squirm away and hide, because there was no way he could say it out loud - "I can't -"
"Shhh." Grant pressed his thumb to Gerard's mouth. "We'll help you. Frank, the flogger." (3,000 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  beings:Grant.Morrison  smut:threesome  smut:fucking  smut:flogging  smut:bondage  smut:sex.toys  smut:orgasm.denial  smut:pain.kink  relationship:poly  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard/Grant.Morrison(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2016.Pod_Together  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-08  recced:2016-09 
september 2016 by turlough
ermengarde: Welcome to the Pineapple Parade!
REC: The one where MCR celebrate the 10 year anniversary of The Black Parde by becoming pineapple farmers on reality TV. I laughed so hard when I read this. It's a totally hilarious little fic. (2016-09-04)
QUOTE: Gerard beams at the camera. "So, like, pineapple is a major export for the people who live around here, and we came here to learn about how they grow them. It's *beep*ing..." Gerard makes a horrified face. "It's *really* hard work. And most of the time they hardly get any money for it, it all goes to like the grocery stores and big importers and shhtuff like that. You should buy fair trade." He nods.
A voice off camera asks tightly if he's learned anything else.
"Oh," Gerard waves his hands at the plants behind them. "Yeah, definitely. Plants are *amazing*, like, there's this smell when the rain comes when it's been really su... AHRG!"
There's a flying blur and Gerard falls over. A flash of thigh as he goes makes it clear that his overalls are short-shorts and then there's a lot of snickering and a lot of bleeping. Eventually Frank stands up, a smear of mud down his face.
"We also learned that the Portuguese word for pumpkin is abóbora."
The voice off camera, which sounds like it's very close to swearing, asks Frank why they learned that.
"Because I grow pumpkins." He grins. (1,150 words)
author:ermengarde  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff  activity:farming  activity:film.making  geography:South.America:Brazil  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:omni  time:Black.Parade.10-year-anniversary  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-08  recced:2016-09 
september 2016 by turlough
winterlover: 100 Ways To Say 'I Love You' (not really 100, actually)
REC: A lovely set of drabbles set in the Danger Days universe. (2016-09-04)
QUOTE: Poison’s never talking to that fucker again! How could he think that Poison would let him join them for that dangerous mission! Two people were needed, so it was Ghoul and Poison. No time for discussion!
But when Jet puts a can of soda between them, Poison takes a sip and gently shoves it over the table to Kobra, because even being furious about him doesn’t mean he won’t share with his brother. (1,700 words)
author:winterlover  fandom:Bandom  fic:form:drabble  fic:category:slash  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:AU  universe:Danger.Days  setting:desert  beings:kids  relationship:friendship  relationship:established  relationship:brothers  pairing:Fun.Ghoul/Party.Poison(primary)  pairing:Kobra.Kid/Pete(primary)  pov:Fun.Ghoul  pov:Kobra.Kid  pov:Party.Poison  band:My.Chemical.Romance  band:Fall.Out.Boy  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-09  recced:2016-09 
september 2016 by turlough
LadySmutterella: Passing Fancy
REC: Gerard has a coping strategy when the pressure of touring gets too much. But one night Frank and Mikey walk into the bar he's chosen for the night. A scorchingly hot crossdressing fic with a great Gerard characterisation. And a very sweet ending. (2016-03-13)
QUOTE: Gerard has no idea how he's getting away with this, but they seem oblivious. They're doing this back and forth across him that Gerard's seen them use to devastating effect on a hundred other girls, and he's slightly blurry with his drinks and for just one second he closes his eyes and pretends that he could be their next conquest.
It's a mistake. When he opens his eyes again, Frank has slipped his arm around Gerard's waist and Mikey's hand has crept up under his skirt.
It's shocking - not in what they're doing, but in how much he wants this - and he realizes he needs to get out now.
"I should go." The words don't sound convincing, even to his own ears, and he's not surprised when Frank holds him tighter, Mikey slides his hand further up Gerard's leg.
"C'mon." Frank leans into him, so close that Gerard can feel his breath on his neck as he talks. "One more drink, beautiful." He runs his fingers over Gerard's waist, tucking them under his t-shirt and stroking the soft skin he finds there. "We won't make you do anything you don't want to, I swear."
"One more," Gerard says, even though he knows what a fucking bad idea this is, and Mikey hums with satisfaction and holds out a twenty to the bartender.
It's one drink too many, even for him, and he catches the concerned look the bartender shoots him when he climbs down off the stool and stumbles slightly as he picks up his purse. He doesn't know what to say, though, and in the end it's Frank who shrugs at him.
"We'll get her home safe," he says, and catches Gerard as he stumbles. He has his best trustworthy face on, and Gerard knows just how unconvincing it is, and ends up choking on the laugh he tries to swallow.
They get as far as the outside of the bar before Frank breaks his word, though. (5,000 words)
author:ladysmutterella  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:crossdressing  activity:drinking  concept:genderfuck  relationship:Waycest  setting:bar/club  setting:on.tour  time:early.days  smut:blowjob  smut:fucking  smut:threesome  smut:vehicle.sex  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-03  recced:2016-03  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
april 2016 by turlough
turps: You're Shying Away
REC: Gerard gets lost in his art. A lovely and haunting little story. And I can't decide if the ending is sad or hopeful. (2016-03-13)
QUOTE: I've seen him again.
Fingers flying, Mikey eyes the sketch artist as he sends the text, pushing his phone back into his pocket before he has to see the reply. Not that he needs to, he already knows what it says.
It can't be him. It's not possible.
But it is.
It's been almost a year and Mikey's heart is still broken. Every moment he misses Gerard, but Mikey knows where he is.
No note, no text or messages and an apartment left dirty and abandoned. All Gerard's clothes strewn on the floor and his bed unmade, and everywhere, spilled paint, hardened brushes and torn paper.
Mikey shivers, remembering Gerard's last work, the canvas left on the floor, a painted handprint smeared over a darkened landscape and billowing fog. (1,000 words)
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:character.study  fic:genre:magical.realism  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:art  relationship:brothers  setting:other.world  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Mikey  pov:Gerard  challenge:2016.PicFor1000  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-02  recced:2016-03 
april 2016 by turlough
ermengarde : It's for the bat that I'm gonna buy
REC: The one where Mikey is the most cursed and gets by with a little help from his band. This is a delightful little story. Charming and funny and very sweet. (2016-02-07)
QUOTE: He takes a while to get out of his bunk and he nearly gets his left wing caught on the curtain, but he eventually gets free and flies all up into Gee's face and Gee almost hits him right out of the air before he realizes it's Mikey. "MikeyWay! You're a fucking *bat*."
"He's a fucking *vampire* bat" Frank shouts from behind Gerard, pulling Gerard's hands down and away from Mikey. "Mikes, you can't eat Gee's blood, he's too fucking pale already."
Gerard huffs and turns around to face Frank. "Frankie." He says, using the voice he generally keeps for explaining things to little kids. "Mikey needs to eat, and he's only tiny so he won't take much blood. And anyway, he can't eat *you*, you'll just get sick."
"I wasn't fucking offering! And I would not get sick. Dick." Frank breaks off into ridiculous giggles, and really, flying is tiring and there's really not enough space on this bus to swoop right so Mikey lands on Gerard's back. He can clamber about using his claws, which is kind of cool.
"Right then." Gerard nods and tries to turn his head so he can see Mikey on his back. (1,330 words)
author:ermengarde  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff  activity:transformation.animate  beings:animals.others  concept:curse  relationship:friendship  relationship:brothers  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2015-08  recced:2016-02 
april 2016 by turlough
turps: untitled ficlet
REC: Gerard misses being Mikey's everything and hates that he does. Lovely and completely heartbreaking. Terri is really the queen of comment ficlets! (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: "I'll see you next week, okay," Mikey says, and pulls Gerard into a tight hug, holding on with a kiss to the cheek. It's contact that Gerard seeks out, what he craves, what, at times, he needs more than breathing.
All he wants to do is cling on, skin to skin with his brother, cheek to cheek, hands on his back, their bodies almost as one. Like before: when Gerard finally had what he wanted. (333 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/5803444 )
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:character.study  relationship:brothers  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
turps: untitled ficlet
REC: Frank and Mikey are the failiest spies. Hilarious! (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: "This is awesome!" Hands on his hips, Frank looks at himself in the mirror, unable to hide his grin as he walks forward, his hoofshoes clattering against the ground. "No one will recognise us in this." (170 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/5803444 )
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff  concept:ordinary.lives  occupation:spy/secret.agent  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
turps: untitled ficlet
REC: Gerard and Mikey, snow and hot chocolate. A lovely little ficlet. Quiet and intimate and full of love and happiness. (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: "Sometimes I never thought we'd get here," Gerard agrees, a giant mug of hot chocolate clutched in his hands as he takes a few steps, careful of the slippery surface as he makes his way toward Mikey. "But here we are." (250 words)
(also at http://archiveofourown.org/works/5803444 )
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff  holiday:Christmas  relationship:brothers  things:snow  time:post-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Mikey  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
syrupwit: untitled ficlet
REC: Sometimes Poison dreams of the ocean. A lovely little ficlet with a bite. (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: Sometimes, Poison dreams of the ocean. He dreams of walking for miles along a beach, trudging through hot loose sand to the firmer, darker areas at the water's edge. (128 words)
author:syrupwit  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:AU  universe:Danger.Days  things:dreams  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Party.Poison  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
syrupwit: untitled ficlet
REC: Ghoul wonders if Poison ever get tired of red. A sweet little ficlet. (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: "You ever get tired of red?" Ghoul's face and Poison's were very close. Their legs tangled together. Their breathing had evened out. (142 words)
author:syrupwit  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  universe:Danger.Days  things:Gerard's.red.hair  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Fun.Ghoul/Party.Poison(primary)  pov:Party.Poison  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
lucifuge5: Icicles
REC: Gerard has the coldest feet of everyone Ray's ever met. An adorable little ficlet. Very sweet and funny. (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: Having never really suffered from being too cold, Ray would let Gerard slide his feet under Ray's thighs whenever they used to sit in the back of the van. Occasionally, he'd send a prayer to whoever was listening that Gerard's feet wouldn't freeze his balls. (246 words)
author:lucifuge5  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  relationship:established  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Ray  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
ermengarde: Evil Blue Coffee-Blocking Heart
REC: An early-morning coffee related emergency in the Way & Iero household. So much fun! (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: "MIKEY!" Frank banged on the door again. "I'm coming in, your dick better not be out."
Mikey's dick was asleep in his pajamas, under his comforter, just like Mikey's brain wanted to be... Well, not the pajamas bit, that would be kinda weird, but, like, asleep and cosy and... The door opened and Mikey sighed. Apparently it was morning now.
"'the fuck, Frankie?" Mikey whined plaintively. Frank could sometimes be made to feel guilt.
"There's a fucking *THING* in our fucking KITCHEN, and it has fucking TENTACLES!"
"Wha..?" Mikey was not good before coffee. He cracked one eye open, slowly and keeping it screwed up against the nasty painful daylight. Frank was hopping from foot to foot like a manic Christmas elf and he was NOT holding coffee. Mikey closed his eye again.
"It was between me and the coffee maker Mikes, it was between me and the DOOR!" (719 words)
author:ermengarde  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff  beings:monsters  things:tentacles  location:Way-Iero.apartment  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Mikey  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2016-01  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough
RubyTuesday5681: Totem
REC: It's Christmas Eve in the Zones and Gerard and Mikey are out fighting the ghosts that prey on the living. But Gerard has never been able to resist Frank. A cool and original take on the Danger Days universe and Gerard and Frank's relationship broke my heart. (2016-01-10)
QUOTE: Gerard is just rounding to where he has site of the crumbled ruins of the once beautiful amphitheater when he feels the tendrils of want curl around the back of his neck and then slowly slink away. He has to close his eyes against the sensation. It's already too much.
"You miss me so much." Gerard opens his eyes at the sound of Frank's voice. He feels his heart shudder, like the words have settled deep inside him somewhere. In his soul. Frank is still a good hundred yards away from him, seated casually on the stage inside the remaining shell of the amphitheater, but it sounds like he's right next to Gerard. It already feels like he's *inside* Gerard.
But he's not. Gerard is stronger than that. He's protected now. He has so many charms against this, there's no way Frank can absorb him. Gerard should take Frank out right now. It would be so easy. Just fire up and pull the trigger and that would be it. Then it would be over.
"Oh my love." Frank's words compel Gerard to move closer. "You don't want it to be over." Gerard can't even bring himself to argue. He could never lie to Frank. "Because you can't lie to your own soul," Frank replies in answer to Gerard's unspoken thought.
"Soulmates don't work like that." This time Gerard does argue, stopping in has tracks about twenty feet from the stage where Frank is still leaning to one side, resting on his arm out to the side behind him.
Frank laughs, "Did Ray tell you that?" Gerard flinches and Frank says, "Oh, I'm sorry. *Jet Star* told you that?"
"Don't talk about him," Gerard retorts, angrily, stalking closer. "This has nothing to do with him. This is between you and me." (4,660 words)
author:rubytuesday5681  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  universe:Danger.Days  beings:ghosts  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:supernatural  concept:char.death(past)  concept:esp:general  concept:mindmeld/soulbond  concept:magic  holiday:Christmas  occupation:supernatural.investigator  setting:desert  smut:fucking  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2015.Bandom.Holidays  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2015-12  recced:2016-01 
march 2016 by turlough

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