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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  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
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
dapatty: To Be the Friction In Your Jeans
REC: Ray keeps seeing Gerard everywhere but it takes some time before he finally bumps into them. Such a cute and sweet and funny little story. (2014-02-02)
QUOTE: "Oh shit! I'm so sorry," Ray said, steadying Gee with his hands on their shoulders and then let go. It was never cool to hold strangers, unless the stranger you were meeting was Dewees and Dewees was a dude with no personal space. But anyway, Ray was trying not to stare at this outfit which he thought was some sort of a-line dress-like tunic thing that was black over these amazing tights that were lace and had this delicate skull pattern. And *oh shit* they were talking to Ray.
"It's cool. I probably ran into you. I was too busy with my nose in a book," and then giggled this ridiculous and endearing little laugh and Ray might have to admit to being a little gone for Gee already. Frank was going to laugh at him so hard.
Ray smiled to find that Gee was holding the same paperback that Ray had swung into the bookstore to pick up.
"Hey, I stopped by to get this," Ray said gesturing at the book.
"Yeah? I love this series," Gee gestured wildly with the book. "I hear it's Toby's last good day."
"I know! Like the other days have been good? Fuck," Ray laughed. "Our hearts are gonna be totally broken after this one. Probably."
"Yeah. I should stop by Frank and Jamia's and get preemptive comfort pastries," Gee said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind their ear.
"I was gonna swing by and get some tarts, myself," Ray said and then in a moment of boldness that he had no idea where it came from, "Wanna go get a coffee?" (1,650 words)
author:dapatty  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:genderfuck  occupation:shop.assistant  relationship:UST  setting:café/diner/restaurant  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pairing:Frank/Jamia(secondary)  pov:Ray  challenge:2013.Bandom.Holidays  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-12  recced:2014-02 
february 2014 by turlough
akamine_chan: Say Hello to the Good Times
REC: The one about eyeliner where Ray suprises Gerard. An absolutely delightful little story. I love the Ray characterisation and the interplay between the guys. And it's really hot too. (2014-01-05)
QUOTE: It's weird; he's known Gerard for years, they'd been a band forever, but it wasn't until they'd finished the Black Parade that he saw Gerard. Recording that damn album had changed them all, taken them to the edge of calling it quits and pushing them on, back into the light.
The guys are regular guys, into comics and horror movies, but they do love their eyeliner. Frank, Mikey and Gerard all spend an inordinate amount of time in front of mirrors before their shows, carefully applying eyeliner and other, less understood things. Foundation. Eyeshadow. Things that glitter and shine.
Bob calmly reads the newest issue of Drum! magazine, steady as a rock, while Ray watches surreptitiously, trying not to be fascinated by the ritual of it. When Frank catches him watching, meeting Ray's eyes in the mirror, Ray can't help the blush that heats his cheeks and turns away, pretending to be engrossed in an ongoing conversation between some techs.
"You want me to do you?" Frank asks, days and miles later, when he sees Ray not-watching. Gerard's watching the openers from sidestage, and Frank keeps his voice low. He holds up an eyeliner pencil and gestures, and Ray's first instinct is to back away, like it's a weapon. (1,150 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:performing  things:makeup  things:Gerard'  concept:genderfuck  relationship:established  relationship:friendship  smut:blowjob  setting:on.tour  tour:2006-2007.Black.Parade  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Ray  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2014-01  recced:2014-01 
january 2014 by turlough
alpheratz: Come Back To the Place You Are
REC: Ray didn't lose touch with Gerard on purpose. A sweet and achey and ultimately hopefull little story about new beginnings. (2013-09-29)
QUOTE: Gerard was busy. They all were. It was normal to - not *lose* touch, but misplace it, maybe. Shove it into the glove compartment of life under half a dozen expired insurance cards. You knew it was still there - you'd just have to rummage around when you needed it.
All of this made perfect sense to Ray, so when he emerges from his studio, ravenous, for his afternoon snack of coffee and Skittles, it does not make sense that Gerard is sitting on the floor holding the baby. The baby is holding what looks like Gerard's phone, half in his chubby little hands and half in his mouth.
Gerard grins at Ray, huge and sunny. "Hey, Toro. Nice baby you got there. Aren't you, baby Toro?"
Ray helplessly looks around for Christa. She walks out of the kitchen holding a can of Diet Coke. He raises his eyebrows at her as calmly as he can.
"Gerard dropped by," Christa says, like that explains anything, and drops the Coke into Gerard's lap.
Gerard catches it before it can do any damage to sensitive parts and directs his toothy grin at Christa. "Thanks."
Christa ruffles Gerard's hair and leans down to kiss the baby's head. "Have fun, you two. Pringles, be good. I'm off."
When Christa leaves, Ray sighs and puts his hands on his hips. "What are you doing here?"
Gerard raises an eyebrow and Ray flushes. "I mean, I haven't heard from you in ages." (1,440 words)
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author:alpheratz  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:category:het  beings:kids  relationship:friendship  relationship:established  relationship:breakup  relationship:poly  time:post-band  geography:US:Los.Angeles  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Ray/Christa(primary)  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Ray  challenge:2013.No.Tags  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-09  recced:2013-09 
october 2013 by turlough
ermengarde: The Worst Fucking Rockstars in the World
REC: Gerard and Ray are finally going to have sex. A cute and fun little piece of fluff. (2013-09-29)
QUOTE: Ray kisses the end of Gerard's nose, which Gerard *thinks* should make him feel like a puppy, but mostly it makes him feel like everything is okay. "I just... We don't need to check out until *noon* and there's a door that locks and real beds and I, um," Ray's cheeks are going pink, it's an awesome color on him and Gerard's fingers itch for paints or chalks or something to try and capture how *pretty* Ray looks right now. Ray takes a deep breath. "I wondered if you maybe, like, kinda wanted to move things up a level. With us. But." Ray is looking anywhere but at Gerard, it's weird. “Only if you want to."
"Up a level?" Gerard thinks (*hopes*, if that's the right word for the jumpiness he's feeling right under his diaphragm) Ray might mean, like, third base maybe, but it's possible that he's talking about his Paladin. Gerard wants to be sure.
Ray shifts a little and Gerard has to wrap his arm around Ray's shoulders so he's not bumped off of Ray's chest. Gerard likes leaning up against Ray's chest. Ray buries his face in Gerard's neck and nods, and licks that patch, just behind Gerard's ear that is magic and a shudder works its way down through Gerard's whole body, from where Ray's tongue is, right down to his toes.
Probably not talking about his Paladin, then. (2,010 words)
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author:ermengarde  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  activity:cuddling  concept:sobriety  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2013.No.Tags  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-09  recced:2013-09 
october 2013 by turlough
autoschediastic: Well Okay Then
REC: Ray and Gerard are the last two left in the studio. A fabulous early days PWP. Hot and dirty and totally awesome. I love the way Ray and Gerard's interaction is written. (2013-06-16) Best Porn - Best Recording Studio Fuck: This is such a great early days PWP. It's hot and raw and dirty and very immediate and physical. And I love the way we get to see Gerard through Ray's eyes, his almost unconcious charisma and his enthusiasm and openness in everything he does. (2014-05-14)
QUOTE: He's got a good rhythm going, kinda hypnotic. Gerard shivers when Ray drags blunt nails over his scalp from the base of his skull to his temples, then sighs when the scrape turns to a firm press of fingers.
"This is great," Gerard mumbles. His fingers give an aborted twitch in the direction of the Coke bottle. "It'd be better if you could fuck me out of my head, y'know? Shut it all down. But this is great, too."
Ray's brain stutters in a tiny hop-skip-jump to match the hitch of his fingers. "You're way more fucked than you let on. What the hell's in that Coke?"
"Coke," Gerard snickers, then stops short, squinting up at Ray with one eye. "Wait, what d'you mean, way more fucked? That could've been a genuine come-on, fucker!"
Ray gives him a long, steady look.
"I'm an equal-opportunity fuck," Gerard insists. He jabs a finger at Ray's face. "Don't think I'm the only one! Frankie's jerked off thinking about you playing guitar."
"Frankie's what?" Ray chokes out.
"Yeah," says Gerard, nodding sagely, his eyes slipping shut. "I think Mikes has, too, but he won't tell me."
No matter which direction Ray approaches that, it sorta implies Frank has told him. Which is not a conversation Ray is going to even attempt to imagine.
"Anyway," Gerard says, waving a casual hand, "head rubs."
"Okay," Ray says, his hand resting limply in the crook of Gerard's neck. He shifts a fraction so it's more like a loose hold. Gerard doesn't move. "I mean." Ray's gut swoops as he lifts his thumb to brush the curve of Gerard's jaw. "Okay," he says, "I mean, okay."
"Okay?" Gerard's eyes open one after the other. He squints at Ray again. "Okay, as in you're okay with Frank and Mikey using you for prime masturbatory material? Because, like, on the one hand, it's genuine appreciation of your skill, but on the other -"
"Okay, I can fuck you out of your head," Ray butts in.
Gerard pops up onto his elbows, the left one nearly nailing Ray right in the nuts. "Are you fucking with me?"
"No?" What Ray's doing is trying not to seriously consider Frank's possible motivations for making him go over that one riff again and again and again, while simultaneously propositioning their lead singer for sex. Or maybe he's accepting his lead singer's proposition, he's not sure. (5,230 words)
author:autoschediastic  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:recording  activity:drinking  relationship:friendship  smut:blowjob  smut:fucking  setting:on.break  time:early.days  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Ray  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-06  recced:2013-06 
june 2013 by turlough
annemaris: Why Keep The Brakes On
REC: Gerard teaches Ray to dance. A very sweet and gentle story. (2013-01-20)
QUOTE: Mikey leans against the wall and sips his own coffee, looking out at the room. "You know," he says, "if I didn't know Ray, I'd think he was being this terrible on purpose."
Gerard frowns. "Cut him some slack, okay. He's not that bad."
Mikey rolls his eyes. "No, Gee. I mean he likes you."
Gerard almost chokes on his coffee. Mikey just laughs at him, the fucker.
"Shut the fuck up," Gerard says after he's stopped coughing.
"I'm serious," Mikey says. "It's pretty obvious."
Gerard snorts. "Yeah, right." He heads to the front of the room and wraps up class for the day, thanking everyone and giving his usual encouragement speech. He hugs some people, wishing them all a good week and vaguely considers Mikey's words. It's ridiculous, of course. Ray's a nice dude, with great hair and fucking fantastic arms, but he's not - there's no way he's into Gerard.
Gerard goes to the stereo to pack up his music and watches everyone pile out the door. Ray catches his eye and smiles wide and waves goodbye. Gerard raises his hand in response. He wonders whether Ray's always had such a great smile and he's just never noticed. He frowns and shakes his head. Fucking Mikey. (3,330 words)
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author:annemaris  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  activity:ballrom.dancing/ballet.dancing  concept:ordinary.lives  condition:illness  occupation:dance.instructor  relationship:UST  relationship:brothers  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2013.No.Tags  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-01 
january 2013 by turlough
akamine_chan: Sing You to Sleep
REC: By the time Ray finds Gerard it's late afternoon. A lovely little story with a wonderfully solid Ray. (2013-01-13)
QUOTE: By the time Ray finds Gerard it's late afternoon.
Ray has checked the lobby, and the bus, and Gerard's room twice, and the third time he hears a quiet whimper, like a puppy. When he rounds the far side of the second bed, he finds Gerard curled on the floor, wedged between the bed and an easy chair. Ray almost misses him in the dimness of the room.
"Gee?" Ray's first thought, uncharitably, is that Gerard's fallen off the wagon. "Hey, you okay?" He notices that Gerard's shivering, even though he's wearing a hoodie and it's been pretty warm all day. Gerard huddles in on himself at the sound of Ray's voice, wrapping his arms protectively around his head.
Ray sees splotches of color, purple and red, vivid against the pale skin of Gerard's wrists. The flesh is raw and abraded, and Ray stares for a long moment before putting two and two together. "Hey, hey, Gee," he says, low and soothing. He puts his hand on Gerard's leg, trying to reassure him. (536 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  activity:cuddling  activity:aftercare  concept:bad.scene  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pairing:Gerard/OC(past)  pov:Ray  challenge:2013.Aftercare.Is  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-01 
january 2013 by turlough
Lucifuge5: Getting Information
REC: Gerard plays 'Zero Zero' for Ray. Sweet and happymaking little ficlet. (2013-01-13)
QUOTE: Gerard bites his lower lip, trying not to tap his feet or make any sudden movements that would distract Ray. He chews on a hangnail, wishing he could have a cigarette in this part of the studio. It's only two minutes and thirty-eight seconds. He can be patient.
"Zero, Zero" *finally* comes to an end. Gerard puts his hands inside the pockets of his hoodie poncho. The white noise of the A/C isn't comforting at all as he tries to read the expression on Ray's face. "Well?" (222 words)
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author:lucifuge5  fandom:Bandom  fic:genre:fluff  concept:music  things:poncho  relationship:established  setting:on.break  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-01  fic:category:slash 
january 2013 by turlough
lucifuge5: Your Shadow Keeps Me Bright
REC: The one where Gerard is a writer and never meant to fall for his mechanic. This is such a sweet story. I love this Gerard, he's so adorably rambly and absurd and his crush on Ray so cute. I also love his and Mikey's relationship and the daemons are such a neat addition. Wonderfully warm and happymaking story. (2013-01-06)
QUOTE: "I don't care if it's Freddy Krueger if it means we get someplace warm," Gerard replied, ignoring Ursula's huff. He exhaled with relief when the truck slowed down and backed up before placing his cellphone against his ear."Yeah, it's them. I'll call you as soon as we get to the garage, OK?"
"All right, Gee. I'm waiting for Alicia so we can give you a lift back to your place, deal?"
"Cool. I'll call you and give you directions when we get to the garage." Gerard ended the call and put his phone on the hood of his car, shivering a little at the cool temps. "Come on," he told Ursula, picking her up tenderly and placing her inside his leather jacket, waiting for her head to pop out before zipping up.
"I'm OK, Gee," Ursula said after sniffing the air.
"Wouldn't want to leave you behind, Urs. That's all," Gerard commented. He slid his phone in one of his front pockets, and then shouldered his messenger bag.
The driver turned off the engine and stepped down. He was a tall guy, his light winter coat and jeans making him look like he was a college student. The heavy steps of his booted feet echoed on the deserted road. His long, curly hair was impressive.
("You also thought he was good-looking," Ursula said from somewhere underneath a big pile of laundry.
"I'm not blind," Gerard replied evenly while deleting a really wordy paragraph from his latest draft. "You find me anyone who wouldn't feel weak-kneed after meeting Ray the first time and then we'll talk.")
Backlit by the full moon, the driver waved like he and Gerard were old friends, radiating a kind of friendliness that Gerard clung to.
A small monkey sat on the driver's right shoulder. The broadness of the guy and the diminutive profile of the monkey should've been a kind of visual pun. A guy like this dude would usually have some kind of powerful-looking entity: a pit bull, a tiger or any animal that would broadcast to everyone that this wasn't a guy you'd want to mess with.
Gerard couldn't help wondering why the contrast seemed so appropriate this time around. He bit his lower lip, hoping that he didn't look as helpless as he felt.
"You called for a truck?" the guy asked when he was a few feet away. The monkey's tail swung to and fro, impatient. (7,110 words)
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author:lucifuge5  fandom:Bandom  fandom:His.Dark.Materials  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:fusion  activity:vehicle.breakdown  activity:performing  beings:daemons  concept:band.with.a.twist  concept:ordinary.lives  occupation:writer  occupation:mechanic  occupation:musician  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  setting:bar/club  setting:garage  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2012.Bandom.Stuffs.It  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-01 
january 2013 by turlough
argentumlupine: And a Bit of Conversation
REC: Gerard needs to pass Spanish to graduate from college. He needs to find a tutor. Such a cute little story. Ray is the best tutor ever! (2012-11-11)
QUOTE: "I've got the *basic* basics, but once you throw in verb tenses, it all gets scrambled in my head."
"I can work with that." Ray studies Gerard for a moment. "Maybe you just need context. What are you interested in?"
So they spend the rest of the afternoon talking about things. Finally, Ray sits back. "Okay," he says. "I have some ideas. Let's talk homework."
"I want you to watch a movie you know well, muted, with Spanish subtitles."
"You'll figure it out," Ray says. "See you on Thursday."
Gerard waves weakly as Ray leaves. *What* was he getting himself into? (1,380 words)
author:argentumlupine  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:music  concept:film  relationship:UST  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-11  recced:2012-11  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
november 2012 by turlough
gala_apples: Here There Be Dragons
REC: Ray knows that if Gerard knew what he really was he would be terrified instead of interested. The one where Ray's a dragon and Gerard is his neighbour. A charming little story with an interesting take on dragon mythology. Ray and Gerard are just delightful. (2012-10-21)
QUOTE: Then one day Gerard rings the doorbell. Ray knows it's him because it buzzes four times in a row. Every time Gerard tries to talk to him he rings the doorbell four times, and if Ray doesn't answer he'll do it again, in another group of four. Gerard's gotten as high as twenty four before giving up. Ray doesn't want Gerard to give up, not today. Maybe it's just because he's over emotional, but he just doesn't want Gerard to give up and walk away depressed himself. Ray puts his guitar down and moves steadily to the front door. He can handle a face to face interaction with the man he can't allow himself to fall for. He can.
Gerard is fidgeting when Ray opens the door. He doesn't stop, like a normal person would, just continues shifting his weight and jerking his neck and rubbing his thumbs up the sides of his fingers. It's pretty endearing. "Hi. I'm Gerard."
"Yeah, I know. You're my neighbour. And we've talked before."
"I know this is gonna sound funny, but are you okay?"
"Just because I guess you have a window open, or two? Because I could hear you playing the guitar and uh. You were sobbing. So are you okay?"
Ray could tear his hair out, if that wouldn't show his black scalp and completely damn him. He's so fuckin' stupid. Fuck. Emotional tell just floating out a window for all to hear. Fuck. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just really attached to that song." Understatement if there ever was one. Or at least an undergeneralisation. Every dragon gets hooked on some kind of art. Poetry, accordions, tapdancing - whatever the specifics are, every dragon weeps uncontrollably at the art form most important to them. Ray's happens to be the guitar, the instrument you can't avoid in practically every musical genre.
"Oh, well, okay. I was just worried." Gerard runs a hand through his hair, currently dyed red.
"Yeah. Uh, thanks for coming to check."
"Well my brother lives alone, and I'd like to think if a neighbour heard him sobbing they'd check on him."
"They probably would." They probably wouldn't. But maybe he's just cynical because people have wanted him dead for two hundred years. Besides, it would be mean to say that to Gerard. Ray doesn't want to be mean to Gerard, even though it's deadly dangerous to be nice.
"Yeah, okay. So, like, have a good day then."
"You too." It slips out before Ray can stop himself. (2,090 words)
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author:gala_apples  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  beings:dragons  concept:ordinary.lives  relationship:UST  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Mikey/Pete(past)  pov:Ray  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-10  recced:2012-10  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
october 2012 by turlough
mizubyte: Proof is in the Picture
REC: Gerard keeps *looking* at Ray. A very sweet little story inspired by a recent photo of Gerard and Ray. (2009-11-29)
QUOTE: Frank nudged Mikey in the ribs. "Gee's staring again."
Mikey looked over, snorted, and rolled his eyes. Gerard's epic love of Ray was a constant source of amusement to everyone in the band. Except of course, for Ray, who remained completely blind to it; no matter how obvious Gerard was.
"Hey Gee, listen to this part here," Ray said, bending his head over his guitar. Gerard nodded, listening and biting his lip.
"Yeah that part sounds great, for after the second bridge, right?"
Ray shook his hair back to grin up at Gerard. "exactly!"
Gerard preened under Ray's praise, beaming so hard that Frank and Mikey had to turn away to hide their laughter. So, so obvious. (1,070 words)
author:mizubyte  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  activity:photography  activity:recording  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  time:the.hiatus  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2009-11  recced:2009-11  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
october 2012 by turlough
gorgeousnerd: Romance
REC: The one where Gerard wants to be in love. A totally charming and very sweet early days story. (2012-09-23)
QUOTE: "You okay?" Ray asked, frowning down at where Gerard was half-slumped against the car.
Gerard shook his head. That was a mistake. The road spun around him, and he waited for it to balance somewhat before saying, "Mikey left. Mikey gets t'be in love."
"Don't think that's love, man." Ray helped Gerard to his feet again so he could open the door and get him inside. "Move your foot. It's caught in the seat belt."
Gerard did his best, and judging by the way Ray hauled him up, it was enough. He settled into the car seat, leaning against the head rest. The upholstery felt good on his cheek. "Everyone loves Mikey. N'one loves me."
Later, he thought he remembered feeling Ray's hand patting his arm, but he passed out a few seconds after. It seemed like something Ray would do, anyway. (1,760 words)
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author:gorgeousnerd  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  activity:drinking  activity:drug.use  concept:art  concept:music  relationship:friendship  setting:bar/club  time:early.days  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-09  recced:2012-09  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
september 2012 by turlough
lucifuge5: Take a Bite of My Heart Tonight
REC: The one where Ray learns to embrace his inner were!creature. This was so sweet and so much fun. Making Ray that kind of were creature is absolutely genius! Reading it made me feel all warm and happy. (2012-09-02)
QUOTE: Ray poured himself a cup, humming a few chords of a song he'd been thinking about since they had left Indiana.
"Missed you last night." Gerard sidled up to him, startling Ray into almost dropping his coffee. "Feeling better? You kinda disappeared on us, dude." He reached around Ray, taking one of the last remaining clean cups in the cabinet above the coffee machine before pouring himself a cup.
Gerard's proximity to his body - he was close enough for Ray to feel his body heat - was a little too much this early in the morning. Ray sucked in a breath, thankful that pre-coffee Gerard wouldn't pick up on Ray's nervousness. He had gone years keeping his cool; why was his body trying to bring everything out into the open now?
"Uh, yeah, yeah," he replied, taking a long sip of coffee to get himself together. This early in the day, Gerard looked ridiculous and adorable: semi-greasy hair teased up by Gerard's tossing and turning (sharing all kinds of small quarters since they began touring back in '02 had taught Ray all about Gerard's lively sleeping patterns), creases from his pillow marking his pale face, his expression open and mellow. Wearing black pajama bottoms with skeleton prints and one of his old Madonna t-shirts, Gerard made Ray's heart curl up into itself with longing.
"Excuse me," he mumbled, coffee in hand, as he went around Gerard for relatively safer areas such as the living room couch. He leaned back and closed his eyes, holding the now half-full cup between his hands. Thinking back to the dream and the events of the previous night, he chuckled. Everything was so obvious: the hamster gym and him mooning after Gerard. Relaxing after such a logical jump, Ray sighed with contentment. It had all been a dream. Nothing more, nothing less. (8,510 words)
author:lucifuge5  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  activity:cuddling  activity:transformation.animate  beings:animals.hamsters  beings:shapeshifter  beings:David.Bowie  concept:magic  things:dreams  relationship:friendship  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Ray  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-08  recced:2012-09  challenge:2012.Pod_Together  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pairing:Frank/Jamia(secondary) 
september 2012 by turlough
akamine_chan: Set the Ferris Wheel Ablaze
REC: Ray and Gerard on break, just being happy together. I loved the relaxed atmosphere of this and the understated way their relationship was written. I don't have much of a collar kink so that partdidn't do a lot for me but the sex was still wonderfully sweet and hot. I have such a weakness for domestic, established relationship PWPs. (2012-07-29)
QUOTE: "We don't have a dog," he said weakly.
"No, we don't." Gee didn't even blink.
"I - I don't understand."
Gee went back to his painting, artfully adding smudges of color. "It's for you to wear."
"Around my neck?"
"Like, in public."
Gee nodded. "Only if you're comfortable doing so."
Ray swallowed hard, because this was so far beyond anything they'd done before. This was kinky stuff and he wasn't entirely sure he was into that. "I'm -" He cleared his throat. "I don't think I want to do that."
Shrugging, Gee dipped his brush into a blob of yellow paint and added a line of color to his painting. "Okay."
He waited for Gee to try to sweet talk him into it, because that's what Gee usually did when Ray decided he didn't want to do something, like the dishes. But Gee didn't, just leaned over to nuzzle against Ray's neck like a cat and went back to his painting.
The collar was gone when they sat down for a dinner of Indian take-out and later, Gee dropped to his knees as they were getting ready for bed and pulled Ray's pants open.
"Love this," he breathed, wrapping his hand around Ray's cock and rubbing his mouth over the head. "Love the way you taste, love feeling you in my mouth, hard and leaking."
Ray groaned and kept his hands light on the crown of Gee's head, trying desperately to keep from grabbing and pulling as Gee sucked him off, fast and sloppy. "Fuck, Gee, your mouth -" (1,460 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  smut:fucking  smut:collar  setting:on.break  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Ray  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-07  recced:2012-07  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
july 2012 by turlough
akamine_chan: You Tricked Me Into You
REC: Ray is going through old stuff and finds an old skirt from Warped tour. Gerard wants him to put it on. This was such a wonderful little story. I love the way Ray and Gerard were written together, how into each other they were. And it's scorchingly hot too. (2012-07-01)
QUOTE: "Is that a skirt?" Gerard's voice was soft and utterly neutral. He pulled the skirt from Ray's slack grip and shook it out, giving it a crisp snap before holding it up to his own waist. "Nice." He folded it neatly before draping it over his arm. "Not really your style, though," he said noncommittally, rubbing the fabric between two fingers.
Ray could feel his face flame, and his embarrassment pissed him off. "I - it's stupid - it was for a dare - I never -" And now he sounded like he was ashamed and making excuses for himself. He scrambled to find the right words, because it was important to make Gerard understand that Ray hadn't been hiding this from him.
Gerard leaned down and kissed him, a firm press of his lips. "Not everything has to be about challenging society's expectations about gender and sexuality." He squeezed the back of Ray's neck and Ray leaned into the touch. "Sometimes you wear a skirt because your boyfriend finds it really hot." Gerard arched an eyebrow at him.
"Oh." Gerard was looking at him intently, and Ray felt that weird sense of disconnect that sometimes hit him. Because this was Gee, who he'd known since forever and Ray had been half in love with him for almost half his life. Gee, who was brilliant and talented and gorgeous, and Ray was just... Ray.
"Yeah." Gee pulled him to his feet and handed the skirt back to Ray, moving away a bit to watch.
Heat twisted in his stomach and Ray kicked off his jeans and carefully stepped into the skirt, holding his breath a little to get the zip up. He smoothed his hand down the wool and tried not to fidget as Gerard looked him over, circling slowly. "Gee -"
"Shhh." Gerard was flushed and heavy-lidded; he looked predatory, lean and sleek and *hungry*. "Sit down." He waved his hand toward the bed. (2,090 words)
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author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  activity:crossdressing  things:memories  concept:genderfuck  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  smut:frottage  smut:voyeurism  smut:hairpulling  setting:on.break  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Ray  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-06  recced:2012-07  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
july 2012 by turlough
soundslikej: untitled fic
REC: The one where Ray and Gerard accidentally hooked up in high school. Sweet and funny. (2012-05-27)
QUOTE: It wasn't until Gerard decided to stand up and make his escape that he realized just how drunk he was.
"Hey," Ray said, grabbing his arm before he could fall over, and Gerard grinned up into his face.
"Hi, you're tall," he said. (He wasn't, really. Normal sized. But everyone was tall to Gerard. Especially when he couldn't stand up quite straight.)
"You're drunk," Ray told him.
"I am," he agreed. "And I have to go all the way down to the basement," he added plaintively.
"Did you want help?" Ray asked.
Gerard didn't. "Sure," he said anyway, and leaned heavily on Ray's arm as he steered him to the stairs, both of them giggling a little drunkenly each time one of them tripped. (537 words)
author:soundslikej  fandom:Bandom  activity:drinking  beings:teenagers  time:pre-band  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2007-10  recced:2012-05  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
may 2012 by turlough
argentumlupine: Well, What Happened Was... (Bodyguards AU) not!fic
REC: Gerard and Mikey are millionaires that get threatening letters and hire bodyguards that they end up falling in love with. Totally adorable and I love this Gerard with his dramatic brooding and dorkiness. (2012-05-06)
QUOTE: The next morning, Frank shows up at oh-dark-thirty, right around the time Gerard is having coffee in the kitchen. Gerard lets Frank in. Frank, Gerard notes with a sigh, is AWAKE and dressed and has a gun holstered under his jacket and is almost bouncing on his toes.
"You don't seem worried," Gerard says as they walk into the kitchen. He makes a beeline for his coffee.
Frank laughs. "This is what I do, man. Bring it." And then he gets a huge grin on his face. "Plus, when you guys go to the office I can work and see J at the same time."
It's adorable how in love with his wife Frank is. Gerard sighs a little. He wants that. He wants to be so in love with someone that he gets dopey grins on his face at the thought of being close to them. But he hasn't been out in months, and his last few relationships have ended pretty badly, and he's not sure if he's in the right headspace for a new one, and anyway, it's not like His Guy is going to come walking in the door, for fuck's sake.
And then Mikey opens the front door and Ray walks in. (Hee.) And Gerard can't look away. Ray kind of looks like a rock star - white T-shirt, black jeans, boots, and a fantastic leather jacket. And his hair is long and curly and Gerard wants to bury his hands in it. And speaking of his jeans - my god those THIGHS holy shit. And his hands are HUGE and giving him all kinds of IDEAS and Gerard whips his eyes up because he is seriously staring and SERIOUSLY turned on and this is not professional or polite AT ALL and he can feel Mikey's little smirk from here.
Frank introduces them all. "What's the plan for today?" he asks.
Mikey and Gerard look at each other. It's Wednesday. They usually go in to the office on Tuesdays and Thursdays, since they don't want to be a nuisance. (5,880 words)
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author:argentumlupine  fandom:Bandom  concept:ordinary.lives  occupation:artist/designer  occupation:guard  occupation:philantropist  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  things:comics  geography:US:New.York  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary)  pairing:MIkey/Alicia(secondary)  pairing:Frank/Jamia(secondary)  pov:Gerard  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-04  recced:2012-05  fic:category:het  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:form:not!fic  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff 
may 2012 by turlough

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