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tremblings: Football is the Gayest Profession (and I, Dear Madam, am a Professional)
REC: Absolutely charming highschool AU. Bubbly and happy and hilariously funny. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: "Hey, hello, hi. Hi. I'm Pete Wentz. I don't know you, who are you?"
Patrick removed his headphones and blinked. "What?"
"Me Pete Wentz," Wentz said, in a passable imitation of a monkey. "You...?"
"Um, Patrick Stump?"
"Patrick Stump," Wentz echoed, kind of breathless. What, was he winded? Patrick kind of thought athletes were supposed to be in better shape. "Patrick Stump, Patrick, Trick, you need to sing again."
"Sorry, I need to what?" Patrick said. He did a quick survey of the field, his head echoing with a slightly panicked mantra of *I need an adult, I need an adult*. The only adult on hand was Principal Hurley, and though Patrick stared at him with wide, help-me eyes it seemed like the principal was more concerned about whatever Brendon Urie was doing over by the other cheerleaders. (20,310 words)
author:tremblings  fandom:Bandom  beings:teenagers  concept:ordinary.lives  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  band:My.Chemical.Romance  band:Fall.Out.Boy  pov:Gerard  pov:Patrick  pov:Spencer  pov:Brendon  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:long.20k-50k  fic:category:het  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pairing:MIkey/Alicia(secondary)  pairing:Patrick/Pete(primary)  pairing:Jon/Spencer(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
tigs: Protege
REC: Spencer's Pete protege. Awesome story. I love all the little details, it makes it feel very 'real'. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: He's totally grooming Spencer, because Spencer, he feels, is going to go far. One day he's going to find a band of his own to sign, or he's going to make his own line of clothing, or he'll start repping people himself, going beyond A&R, and Pete will sigh a lot and say things like, 'How could you betray me like this, Spencer Smith. You're the competition now,' but inside, he'll be really fucking proud. This is what he's not expecting: for Spencer to show up unannounced at the Clandestine Offices, three CDs in hand, asking, as he drops them on Pete's desk, "So when are you officially going to hire me?" (2,210 words)
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author:tigs  fandom:Bandom  time:future  band:Fall.Out.Boy  pov:Pete  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff 
august 2008 by turlough
themoononastick: Sunset Skies (Tints 'verse)
REC: A ficlet about snuggling set in turps's Tints 'verse. Sweet and quiet and lovely. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: Mikey watches the door to the room he’s sitting in, thinking maybe Frank will come find him but Frank doesn’t, he heads straight for the kitchen, Mikey tries not to feel too disappointed as he looks down at his laptop and starts typing again.
He’s so absorbed in what he’s doing that he doesn’t notice he has company until, suddenly, as if by magic, there’s a steaming mug of coffee on the table just by his hand. Mikey looks up and finds Frank standing on the other side of the table with a mug of his own cradled in both hands, he looks tired, his face is smudged with dirt and there’s at least half a bush of leaves caught in his hair, but he’s smiling and Mikey can’t help but smile back.
"Hi. Are you busy?" Frank looks vaguely guilty, like maybe he’s disturbing him - which, okay, he is, but Mikey doesn’t mind at all. (640 words)
author:themoononastick  fandom:Bandom  universe:Tints.verse  concept:ordinary.lives  occupation:gardener  relationship:established  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Bob/Gerard(secondary)  pairing:Frank/Mikey(primary)  pov:Mikey  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.-1k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU 
august 2008 by turlough
escherzo & mwestbelle: The Law of Unintended Consequences
REC: Gerard starts reading aloud with unexpected consequences. Funny and silly and scorchingly hot. A few awkward POV shifts here and there. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Mikey is still using that same *voice*, the one that makes it hard to think every time he opens his mouth. Gerard bites at his lip, finally deciding that he's had seriously enough of trying to figure out what Mikey's deal is, he's just going to *ask*. "Are you -" and his voice is lower than he intends, quiet so no one will hear and try to leap onto both of them (*Frank*) - "flirting with me?" God, that shouldn't be hot, but Mikey feels a hot rush just as he's biting his lip to hold in a laugh. He doesn't think anyone's ever had to doublecheck once he'd brought his best game, but then again, no one he's flirted with has been related to him (god, he's flirting with his older brother just like he'd flirt with any guy in a club, is he insane) "Just a bit. Are you freaked?" (11,530 words)
author:mwestbelle  author:escherzo  fandom:Bandom  relationship:Waycest  smut:masturbation  smut:blowjob  smut:hairpulling  smut:fucking  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Mikey/Pete(past)  pov:omni  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:fluff  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
escherzo: My Pulse Has Been Rising
REC: Just some dirty talk while waiting for their mother. Dirty talk can be so difficult to write convincing and hot but thelemic manages it splendidly. The only blemish is a few awkward POV shifts. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: "For fuck's sake, Mikey," Gerard says, low and a little strangled. "We're *in church*." But he's looking, it's obvious that he's looking, and Mikey sits up, moving closer. "You know," he begins, watching Gerard's expression (the same one he had that morning, shocked and flushed with a little undertone of 'want'), "if I didn't know better I would say you're looking." "I am not." "Yes, you are." Gerard doesn't argue this time, and Mikey leans close, glancing around to make sure no one's watching before he murmurs into Gerard's ear, "If we weren't in church it'd be a lot easier to not be bored." (1,600 words)
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author:escherzo  fandom:Bandom  beings:teenagers  relationship:Waycest  time:pre-band  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  pov:Mikey  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
escherzo: How About If I Broke the Silence First
REC: Teenage Waycest phone sex. Awkward and dorky and sweet and very hot. The writing is a bit uneven though. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Gerard wasn't sure if it was his imagination or - or Mikey actually did sound kind of breathless. "Um. Mikey?" "Yeah?" He totally was not imagining that. He wasn't imagining the faint "nnh." that followed either, or the rustling of the sheets. "Mikey? You're. You're not. I. What the hell?" Because calling Gerard when he was high on cold medicine was one thing but doing that and then jerking off over the phone? A bit much. (1,620 words)
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author:escherzo  fandom:Bandom  beings:teenagers  relationship:Waycest  smut:masturbation  time:pre-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
escherzo: (And If I Can't Have Everything) Well Then Just Give Me a Taste
REC: Gerard and Mikey and stage shennanigans. I love the escalating tension and Mikey's confusion and how he finally does something about it. And the scene outside the bus is too hot for words. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: At the next show, Gerard saunters up to him and leans in, nosing at Mikey's neck and then leaning further up, scraping teeth just lightly right at the one place under Mikey's jaw that he knows is a weak spot. Mikey's had more dates find that spot and exploit it than he can remember. But this is *Gerard* that's doing it, and it's Gerard that makes him whine, high in his throat, tipping his head back. It's dangerously close to Gerard's mic but it doesn't matter, the crowd can still see him even if they can't hear him.
He can barely hear the roar of the crowd over his heart pounding in his ears and the notes thudding through him as he tries to keep on playing. It's harder when Gerard moves only to press more firmly against his back, so close he can feel the buttons of Gerard's vest digging in, the sweat on his arms, hair falling against Mikey's neck. He stays only a moment longer, enough to see that Mikey is getting painfully, painfully hard, and then struts across the stage, arms raised high to let the crowd sing a line. He doesn't look back again for the rest of the song except to give Mikey a smirk, dark and absolutely filthy. Everything about it says 'I know'.
After the show he pulls Mikey into a hug like nothing's happened, and the same mouth that curved into a smirk earlier is grinning, expression innocent and blissfully happy.
Mikey can never figure him out. It's like he's an entirely different person once the lights go down, and he doesn't know how much the guy onstage overlaps with the brother he's known all his life. He hasn't seen any sign that Gerard is interested in anything past brotherly hugs and cheek-kisses offstage. Sometimes he makes himself find video of it, because it's like it hasn't even happened.
If he and Gerard could joke around about it, even a little - 'We're totally scandalous, c'mere' or 'Somebody's got a sign about us again' or hell, he'd even take a 'I forgot to check the laws in this county, dude, watch out for the guy with the badge over there' at this point. He can't pretend it doesn't affect him. He wishes it didn't - because it's one thing to be half of the onstage freakshow and another to think about it once the show is over.
He isn't sure if it's more or less twisted to be lusting after his brother considering what his brother does to him on a daily basis. (2,560 words)
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author:escherzo  fandom:Bandom  activity:performing  concept:stagegay  concept:polyamory  relationship:UST  relationship:poly  relationship:Waycest  smut:blowjob  setting:on.tour  tour:2007-2008.Black.Parade  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pairing:MIkey/Alicia(primary)  pairing:Gerard/Lindsey(secondary)  pov:Mikey  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:het  fic:category:slash  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
august 2008 by turlough
turps: Tints of Rainbow Hue (Tints 'verse 1)
REC: The one where Ray has his own gardening firm and does a job for the Ways. The first story in the Tints 'verse. I love this universe and the characters in it enormously. It's one of the most realistic yet hopeful depictions of severe depression and how hard trying to recover is that I've read in any fandom ever. It's sad and happy and bittersweet and hopeful and full of love. The writing is both realistic and symbolic and I love the way light and colours play such an important part both for the characters and for the way the story develops. How the dark and "dead" garden & home of the Ways and the light and "life" of Ray's gardening team begin interacting, leading to both the dead garden and Gerard and Mikey's life slowly starting to grow and change again. The characters are all absolutely wonderful in their own unique ways. Ray so thoughtful and *good*, Frank colourful and enthusiastic, Bob a quiet, unflappable force, and of course Gerard & Mikey, how much they love and worry about each other. This is an absolutely fantastic story and while reading it can be emotionally exhausting it's also deeply satisfying. Don't miss the sequels, 'Richard of York...' & 'Grey Crimson Skies'. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Gerard's room is his sanctuary, but at times it feels like his jail, when he's capable of doing nothing but lying on his bed, watching the shadows crawl across the ceiling and down the wall. Today he'd lain on the musty covers, and listened to laughter, the sound of voices and the hum of a mower. Happy sounds, far away from the ingrained noises of this house, the careful tones with which Mikey talks.
They'd itched at his consciousness, made him sit up and listen, body pressed close to the wall as he pushed aside the curtain and craned to look outside.
It's been hours since they'd gone, but the echoes of that noise remain, and Gerard's sprawled on the floor, sketch book open in front of him as he remembers the short one with the wide smile. The one with the wild hair that's barely contained in a ponytail, and the blond that pushed the mower across the lawn, arm muscles straining, cursing when the blades hit yet another stone.
For the longest time Gerard has felt disconnected, Mikey his only tie to the world, and Gerard knows he holds on too tight, has done for too long, Mikey never saying a word. It's why he's frantically drawing now, those sounds pushing against the clouds of apathy as Gerard creates his own memories, a reminder of that brief burst of lightness
He draws until his fingers cramp; pens littered across the floor, trying to translate laughter into lines, the short one with dark eyes and violet hair, flying on a dragon in the sky. The one with the curly hair, lips curled, looking up, grass snakes curled around his feet. Then the one who was mowing, holding aloft a sword, his strength magnificent. Gerard could see them all.
Mikey walks downstairs. There's no parties tonight, no bands to watch and describe, his voice hushed in deference to the darkness of the night. Gerard's glad, because Mikey looks tired, washed out as he brushes past to sit on the bed, all awkward angles and too-sharp cheekbones as he bumps Gerard with his knee.
"Have you eaten today? I can order in."
Gerard finishes coloring the tail of the dragon and holds up the book when Mikey inclines his head.
"The gardening service came. They were laughing," Gerard says, adding softly. "For real."
He looks away at Mikey's indrawn breath, because Mikey laughs too, but it's always fake. Brittle smiles and falsified amusement as he tells Gerard some tale, but Gerard remembers when Mikey used to laugh for real, throwing back his head, his eyes scrunched up into narrow lines. Before Helena died and their parents left and Mikey took on responsibilities with no concessions for his age. (16,600 words)
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author:turps  fandom:Bandom  universe:Tints.verse  activity:gardening  concept:ordinary.lives  condition:mental.illness  occupation:gardener  relationship:brothers  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Bob/Gerard(secondary)  pairing:Frank/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  pov:Ray  posted:2008-03  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:angst  fic:genre:AU  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
august 2008 by turlough
turps: Richard of York... (Let's Start Anew) (Tints 'verse 2)
REC: Frank invites Mikey to a flower festival. The second story in the Tints 'verse concentrates on Frank and Mikey and their tentative love story. There's so much to love in this story, so many wonderful little details. It's sad and happy and bittersweet and hopeful and full of love, just like the the rest of this universe. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Frank shrugs, making water ripple around his arms. "I was going to take Mikey to the Flower Festival. I thought it would be fun." Ray looks uncertain, and Frank understands. Mikey really isn't cut out for gardening, or the sun, or for wandering around looking at displays. Seeing Ray's doubts just amplifies Frank's own and he sighs and turns in the water, pushing himself up onto his knees. "It doesn't matter."
"Give me strength," Bob growls, and pulls on his damp t-shirt. "Last time we were at the Ways Mikey sat and watched you plant for almost two hours then shared his coffee with you. What more do you want?"
Ray shudders "I picked his coffee up once and his glare could have brought on the next ice age."
"Exactly," Bob says, and pulls on Frank's discarded gloves, frowning at the bones painted along the top.
"So I should ask?" Frank stands, water dripping down his back and face as he looks between Ray and Bob, seeking reassurance. Which is ridiculous he knows, because normally he has no self-doubts at all. It's just, this is *Mikey*.
Bob picks up a pair of secateurs and brandishes them threateningly in Frank's direction. "Yes, you moron, ask him, and if you mention it again I'm going to drown you."
It's a threat Frank takes seriously, but he can't help his grin, because Bob's right. Mikey did watch him plant, and did share his coffee, and that has to mean something. "I'm going to ask him." (5,690 words)
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author:turps  fandom:Bandom  universe:Tints.verse  activity:gardening  occupation:gardener  concept:ordinary.lives  relationship:established  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Bob/Gerard(secondary)  pairing:Frank/Mikey(primary)  pov:Frank  pov:Mikey  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.5k-10k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:angst  fic:genre:AU  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
august 2008 by turlough
softlyforgotten: That's The Way We Get By
REC: The one about Gerard and Frank's lives after the band broke up.This "after the band breaks up" story is one of the classics of the fandom. The trope easily lends itself to heartbreaking sadness but while this story does a have a certain bittersweet quality - particularly the first part - it's also hilariously funny and sweet and uncompromisingly real. It's a celebration of life and change with a wonderful atmosphere and great characterisations. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: It's winter in Portland, freezing, and there's no snow but there's ice on the streets some days, which Gerard likes. He goes out in Mikey's grey coat which he kind of forgot to give back at the end of tour, and Frank's skeleton gloves, and he thinks the socks he's wearing might be Bob's just because Gerard hasn't ever owned socks of his own, but he's not sure. The band (is he even allowed to call them that anymore? - and no, Gerard thinks, no matter what else happens, they'll always be the band) is a kind of tight knot in the pit of his stomach, and he misses them both more and less than he thought he would. Nevertheless, he doesn't miss the idea of playing anymore that much, and he skips past the live tracks of them that he'd put on his iPod in a slightly egotistical moment.
He goes down to the artsy market he saw a flyer for when he was out grocery shopping the other day, and finds a really good art supply store next to it, picks out new paints and canvases. At the market, he lingers over a stall of paintings and odd, metallic sculptures, and ends up picking out a tiny copper one of a person pulling their shirt open so you can see their heart shattering inside them. It's meticulous and tiny and brilliant, and it kind of reminds Gerard of Frank, in that there's no sense of sadness but only release and joy and you don't think for a second that the sculpture's heart is broken. He buys it and puts the brown paper package in his pocket, wonders whether to send it on to Frank or keep it himself, and then he gets distracted by the scarves at the next stall (he buys two bobbly pink ones, one for Alicia and one for him).
When he gets home, he calls Mikey. "You sad?" he asks by way of greeting, yawning a little into the speaker.
"No," Mikey tells him, and he doesn't sound it, either. Besides, Gerard knows Mikey isn't actually capable of lying to him. "Ray and Bob are here. We're making cupcakes."
"Well," Mikey amends, sounding a little crestfallen, "Ray and Bob and Alicia are making cupcakes. I'm sitting on the table and watching, because Alicia says she wants to eat them, and she can't if they're burnt."
"Okay," Gerard grins, "Put Ray on."
There's a shuffle of feet, and Gerard hears Ray's voice rising and falling unevenly in the background. When he gets on, his voice is somewhat confused when he says, "Gee? Is something wrong?"
"We did the right thing, didn't we?" Gerard asks. "With the band?"
"Hey," Ray's voice softens. "Yeah, sure we did. I think so, anyway. Don't you?"
"Yeah," Gerard says, surprising himself only a little, "Yeah, I do." (10,080 words)
author:softlyforgotten  fandom:Bandom  things:cupcakes  activity:knitting  concept:art  relationship:friendship  relationship:breakup  smut:blowjob  time:future  time:post-band  geography:US:Portland  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pairing:MIkey/Alicia(secondary)  pairing:Frank/Jamia(past)  pairing:Gerard/Lindsey(past)  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:het  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  !!FAVOURITE.FIC 
august 2008 by turlough
scoradh: Crossing the Rubicon
REC: I haven't seen the film this story's based on but I enjoyed it anyway. Cute and funny and sweet highschool AU with a touch of seriousness. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: On his way out he passed a short kid with a floppy mohawk, plus a scorpion tattooed on his neck, which Pete was pretty sure was illegal. The kid snarled up at him, making Pete start back. Pete was no giant, but this kid could have fit under a mushroom, easy. All the same, Pete felt the doorframe against his back as he sidled out. A hot-pink post-it was stuck on top of the sheaf of papers ('recyclable,' said Andy, 'regenerated from sewage. We don't believe in killing trees'). It said: See Patrick Stumph, and gave a phone number. (13,990 words)
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author:scoradh  fandom:Bandom  beings:teenagers  concept:ordinary.lives  relationship:friendship  relationship:UST  band:My.Chemical.Romance  band:Fall.Out.Boy  band:Cobra.Starship  band:The.Academy.Is  pairing:Mikey/Alicia(past)  pov:Pete  pov:Frank  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  fic:source:movie  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pairing:Mikey/Pete(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
saba1789: Human Hot Water Bottle
REC: A fic about a sick-and-cranky!Frank being taken care of by his bandmates can't be anything but adorable. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: "Frankie, are you okay? Bob said you're sick. What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" He tried to feel Frank's forehead just like Bob had already done. "Do you need a break tonight? I'm sure we can get Matt to play for you just one more time." Frank rolled his eyes. "Gee, stop! I'm fine. It's just a little cough. I'm already taking it easy and even drank some stupid tea after the show yesterday." He didn't bother to mention that it hadn't really helped all the much. (805 words)
author:saba1789  fandom:Bandom  condition:illness  relationship:friendship  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.-1k  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff 
august 2008 by turlough
radioaches: Cracks in the Floor
REC: Lovely quiet and understated storytelling. Gerard and Mikey's confusion and hesitation feel very real. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: "You know - last night? What you. What you said to me, before you went to sleep, did you. Was it true?" It feels like someone just poured ice through Gerard's gut. Ice that somehow twists his intestines all up into knots at the same time. "What... what was that?" he asks, and his voice sounds a little too high and a lot too apprehensive even to his own ears. He clears his throat, but that just sounds too loud and probably doesn't help anyway. "Well," Mikey begins, and he sounds nervous too, which is both even more worrying but strangely, perversely comforting at the same time. "You said. You said something about me, and a dream, and." (3,020 words)
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author:radioaches  fandom:Bandom  beings:teenagers  activity:drinking  things:dreams  relationship:UST  relationship:Waycest  time:pre-band  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:angst  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
nokomis305: And It's Playing Just Right
REC: Mikey and Gerard through the years. Beautiful and heartbreaking. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: Mikey spent practically every moment of his day on top of his bandmates, sharing space and food and clothes and his life, basically, and he loved it. There was an excitement, some undercurrent to everything they did, that Mikey knew meant that something special was going to happen. He almost didn't dare hope that the kids would love his brother, his band as much as he did. Still, he kind of missed his brother. They were together all the time, sure, but so were the rest of the guys, and it wasn't the same. It wasn't the same at all. (1,530 words)
author:nokomis305  fandom:Bandom  activity:drinking  concept:addiction  relationship:brothers  time:pre-band  time:early.days  setting:on.tour  location:Paramour.Mansion  geography:US:Los.Angeles  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Mikey  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:angst 
august 2008 by turlough
neverneverfic: untitled fic
REC: Gerard discover that he doesn't really want what he thinks he want. Very sweet. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: Gerard never thought of himself as the kind of guy who cuddled after sex. He thought he was a hard fuck against the bathroom wall kind of guy. Or the quick and dirty blowjob in a supply closet before a show kind of guy. He pictured himself as someone who, if he had the luxury of a bed, had athletic sex in many positions before going back to his own room, or asking his partner to go back to their own room.
Only, when Gerard tried all those things, the dirty quick fucking and the lack of emotional attachment he ultimately found it unsatisfying. He didn't really adjust his ideas of what he wanted, he just didn't quite enjoy the things he thought he wanted to do. (542 words)
author:neverneverfic  activity:cuddling  fandom:Bandom  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.-1k  fic:category:slash  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
soundslikej: Subterfuge of Tiny Proportions
REC: Bunk sex PWP. Hot and sweet and wonderful. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: "C'mon," Frank says just behind Gerard's ear, pressing a hand to his back and ushering him away from the others. "Put on something that isn't..." he waves his hands at Gerard's pants, which are just this side of obscenely tight. "You know. Something you can sleep in." He curls himself around the pillow in Gerard's bunk and almost doesn't watch as Gerard peels himself wearily out of his clothes.
When Gerard climbs in to take the pillow's place, his eyeliner is smeared, and Frank reaches up to brush his thumb against it. "Hm," Gerard says, and stretches. "I should..." he waves a hand at his face, then towards the bathroom, but doesn't seem very inclined to do anything at all.
"Leave it," Frank tells him, resting his cheek against the soft fabric of Gerard's pajamas. Gerard's hand settles heavily on Frank's hair, playing with it, fingers slowing and then eventually stopping. Frank listens to the slow beat of Gerard's heart through the fabric, letting it guide him gently into dreams.
When he wakes, Gerard is naked. (1,240 words)
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fandom:Bandom  relationship:UST  smut:frottage  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  posted:2007-06  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  author:soundslikej  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
kitsune_tsuki: Rural Scenes and Magazines
REC: Life on the road from Brian's point of view. So adorable and happy making. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Bob has Frank in a neck hold, Ray's hanging back with Mikey, and Gerard's staring at him.
"Forty-five minutes," Brian says, looking each of them in the eye. "I don't want the police involved, don't terrorize the employees, and for god's sake, don't set anything on fire."
Brian's possibly exaggerating a little, but he's never really sure when it comes to his band. Things just *happen*, and he's the one who has to clean up after them.
Frank smiles, fucking *beams*, and Brian knows he's going to regret this. "I mean it. If I hear sirens -"
"I'll watch him," Gerard offers, but Brian knows how little that means.
"No. Police."
They all nod, and even Ray looks like he's more than ready to get the hell off the bus, not that Brian blames him.
"Okay. Behave yourselves," he warns, and steps aside, pressing himself as flat as he can while they all but stampede past. (1,730 words)
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author:kitsune_tsuki  fandom:Bandom  activity:shopping  occupation:manager  relationship:friendship  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Brian  posted:2008-03  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:short.1k-5k  fic:category:gen  fic:genre:fluff 
august 2008 by turlough
kitsune_tsuki: Mile Marker
REC: The sequel to 'Rest Stop'. It's got the same kind of quiet thoughtfulness as the first story, understated and kind of bittersweet and just lovely. (2008-05-24)
QUOTE: "How did you get my number?" Gerard asks, and Frank closes his eyes. Thinks that maybe he should come up with an excuse no matter how lame and hang up before he can embarrass himself any more.
And then Gerard laughs, more like a huff of air than an actual laugh and the resulting burst of static makes Frank wince and pull the phone away from his ear for a second. "I didn't. I thought I forgot to give it to you."
Frank takes a breath and opens his eyes because Gerard sounds. He sounds.
"Mikey gave it to me."
There's another long silence, and Frank checks to see they're still connected when he hears Gerard sigh, low and weary. "I didn't think you'd want my number," he says, quietly, almost like a confession. Like he can't believe Frank wants to talk to him, that he would still want to.
Frank stares at threadbare carpeting for a moment, realizing for the first time that the two of them are in the same head space with this thing between them. They're just like everyone else, nothing all that different about them that everyone else has to deal with. "I know. The rock star thing's just a front for your major geekiness."
"Fuck you," Gerard mutters, but Frank can hear the answering smile in his voice. (5,440 words)
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author:kitsune_tsuki  fandom:Bandom  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:band.with.a.twist  occupation:baker/cook  setting:b&b/hotel  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Frank  posted:2008-05  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.5k-10k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
impertinence: Nicer Than a Cylon
REC: Gerard gets sent a sexbot instead of a cleaning bot, things happen. Quiet and sweet and lovely. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: It was easy to teach Ray how to clean, but less easy to back off when Ray said, "It's okay, I've got it." He cleaned all day and into the night, not letting Gerard help unless he needed to be shown how to do something specific.
Gerard didn't sleep much, but robots apparently didn't sleep at all, because when he got up the next morning, coffee was made and the entire apartment was gleaning.
"I didn't clean up your workspace," Ray said, folding his hands, "because it looked like a personal space."
"Thanks." Gerard had flipped his shit when people fucked with his brushes before. "You're really good at this."
"I wasn't programmed to be," Ray said brightly. "Thank you."
Gerard couldn't stop himself from returning the smile. "I'm going to call Mikey," he said. "You can do whatever. Make yourself at home."
He stood to get the phone, but Ray didn't move. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. Did I do something wrong?"
"You're not moving."
Ray blinked. "You really don't know much about robots, do you? Like, at all." (5,330 words)
author:impertinence  fandom:Bandom  occupation:artist/designer  concept:ordinary.lives  beings:robots  smut:blowjob  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.5k-10k  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:fluff  pairing:Gerard/Ray(primary) 
august 2008 by turlough
impertinence: It's Warmer When the Rum's Gone
REC: This pirate AU is funny and sweet and a little wistful and all-round wonderful. (2008-05-01)
QUOTE: Mikey bit his lip. "He was nice," he said, "and it's not like we can really throw someone overboard, can we?" "We're pirates! Of course we can!" "Gerard." Gerard slumped. "We're *pirates*," he said, sounding a little forlorn. Mikey patted his head. (19,230 words)
author:impertinence  fandom:Bandom  concept:ordinary.lives  occupation:pirate  occupation:assassin/hitman  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  setting:beach/lake/ocean  setting:ship/submarine  band:My.Chemical.Romance  band:Fall.Out.Boy  band:Mindless.Self.Indulgence  pov:omni  posted:2008-04  recced:2008-05  !meta:rec:fic  +length:medium.10k-20k  fic:category:het  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  pairing:Frank/Gerard(primary)  pairing:Mikey/Ray(primary)  pairing:Patrick/Pete(secondary) 
august 2008 by turlough

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