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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  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: Burn Ever Bright
REC: When Gerard isn't selected by a dragon he thinks his life is over. But he is wrong, it has only just started. This is an absolutely lovely story. It's sad and aweinspiring, funny and bittersweet. And as usual I love the way Terri writes the Way brothers - their close mental bond and how deeply they love each other. The way she writes this world is also wonderful. It feels very tangible, very real. Gerard's first view of the valley and the dragons will stay with me for a long time. (2015-05-31)
QUOTE: If stepping into the shadow is creepy, the sidestep into the rock is even more so. In a blink nearly all light is gone, and Gerard is all too aware of the rock that surrounds him so completely. The only sound is his own breathing, and Gerard takes careful sidesteps, the tunnel sides narrowing and scraping against his stomach and back on occasions.
Clutching his bag at his side, Gerard takes slow deliberate breaths, reminding himself Frank said it's not actually far, no matter how it seems like Gerard's been inside of this rock forever.
"You're only a few steps away now." Ray's voice is welcome, and Gerard narrows his eyes when he sees light spilling into the tunnel. "Around a corner and you're here."
Gerard quickens his side steps, eager for fresh air as he steps into bright sunshine, and onto a ledge where he can look down into a long and bowled valley - one that's filled with dragons, some awake, some slumbering, and some commanding the air, swooping and roaring, leaving flaring flames and smoke trails behind them.
At first, Gerard thinks that he's dreaming, or hallucinating, because nothing he's experienced in life has prepared him for this. Unlike the neat dragon pens back in the corps, these dragons are spread out and roam free, dozens of them, so many that Gerard doesn't know where to look first.
Some lumber across the valley floor, huge and yet dainty in the way they look around, their brilliant, shimmering scales catching the light. While others seem to be napping, curled up and looking like vast living hills, their wings tucked in and tails stretched out over the rock.
It's the most magnificent thing Gerard's ever seen, like a colourful, amazing fantasy land made real.
"This is another mirage, right?" Gerard says, because no way is this real. It can't be, it's not possible that something so amazing has been tucked away out of sight at the top of this mountain. "Those are dragons. *Big* dragons. Wild dragons."
"They're real, and they've been here for a long while now," Ray says, his hair blowing against his face when one of the bigger dragons stretches its body and flaps red-tipped green wings. (20,000 words)
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:action/adventure  fic:source:fanart  activity:flying  beings:dragons  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:char.death.minor  concept:war  concept:esp:empathy  concept:esp:telepathy  condition:injury  concept:magic  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:poly  relationship:friendship  smut:blowjob  smut:frottage  smut:groupsex  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pairing:GSF:My.Chemical.Romance(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2015.BBB  +length:long.20k-50k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2015-05  recced:2015-05 
june 2015 by turlough
inlovewithnight: Brother If You Have a Chance To Pick Me Up
REC: Gerard looked so good in his Bowie drag, Mikey kind of didn't know what to do with himself. A beautiful glimpse of the Way brothers post-band. inlovewithnight is so good at writing the Ways and their complicated relationship. (2014-11-16)
QUOTE: "Oh shit." Gerard was off and running and Mikey zoned out, letting his brother's voice wash around him while his eyes wandered up and down the lines of Gerard's body, the lines of the suit wrapped around it, the lines and angles and punctuation made by his movements and gestures. The shoes made him glide like he was dancing. The presence of... something; the collar on the shirt? The tie? The jacket lapels? Something about it made him present knees and elbows with every step and wave of his arm.
With Gerard, the package always affected the contents. Mikey could flash back through them one by one: the aggression of Party Poison, the exaggerated carefulness of the Patient, the falling-star recklessness of the nameless Revenge caricatures. Between and behind them, the guy who was his brother, the one his skin and his heart recognized as 'part-of-us' even when he closed his eyes.
Some things never changed.
Gerard produced his wallet with a flourish. "It's on me."
"What am I going to owe you for that?"
Gerard smirked and handed his credit card over with a snap of his wrist. "An hour of hard labor."
Mikey smiled and it didn't even ache. Some things changed when no one was looking. (1,900 words)
author:inlovewithnight  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:photography  things:memories  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  smut:blowjob  time:post-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Mikey  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2014-09  recced:2014-11 
november 2014 by turlough
romanticalgirl: Cover Me
REC: Mikey needs it. A hot and lovely Way brothers fisting PWP. (2014-05-11)
QUOTE: Gerard shuts the bedroom door. Years of habit, of hiding. Mikey stands there, shaking a little, and Gerard turns him around. He’s significantly shorter than Mikey, but finding Mikey’s mouth is always easy. It’s a warm kiss, not passionate. Comforting, just how he knows Mikey likes it for this. "Undress."
Mikey nods and steps back, shedding his clothes. They smell too, so Mikey hasn’t showered or changed clothes. He presses against the side of his shoes after he’s got them off and uses them to force the clothes out of the way.
"Turn around." He does and Gerard has to groan. There’s a plug in Mikey’s ass, and from the color, Gerard knows it’s the biggest one Mikey has. The drive over must have been torture. (1,190 words)

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author:romanticalgirl  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:poly  smut:fisting  time:post-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pairing:Gerard/Lindsey(secondary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2014.Commentfist.Fest  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2014-05  recced:2014-05 
may 2014 by turlough
cybercandy: Where Is My Mind?
REC: Mikey looses his memory on tour. A nice little eary days story with lots of great band interactions. I really liked the way Mikey and his amnesia were written. How he reacted to finding out he's in a band and the way the thing with Gerard developed. The hopeful ending felt very right. (2014-02-23)
QUOTE: "Head feeling better?" Ray asks when Mikey returns from the filthy restrooms. He's sitting with his back against a tire, sandwich in one, coffee in the other hand.
"Yeah. Enjoying the coffee?" Mikey mumbles. He can tell that mornings aren't his strong point and he's still got the shadow of a headache, although he's not sure if that's still from hitting his head, a hangover or caffeine withdrawal. He's hoping the coffee he's got in the shop will help if it's the latter.
"Coffee's shit, but it's coffee" Ray sighs. Mikey can only nod his agreement. Mornings, he decides, are not friends. They happen too fucking early.
He's half-way finished his coffee when he hears a curse, followed by Gee shouting, "Ow, motherfucker, get off me!" Frank comes tumbling out of the van, followed by a very dishevelled and sleepy looking Gee.
"Coffeeeee" Frank screams, launching himself at Ray who puts a protective hand over his cup, growling, "Get your own, you coffee-stealing freak."
Gee is making grabby hands with his eyes closed and he looks so pitiful that Mikey offers him his cup.
"Did Mikey just give his coffee to Gee?" Frank stage-whispers to Otter, who's in the driver's seat and texting furiously.
"Must've hit his head harder than we thought," Otter mumbles. (3,420 words)
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author:cybercandy  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  activity:performing  activity:drinking  activity:drug.use  condition:injury  condition:amnesia  relationship:friendship  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  relationship:Waycest  smut:frottage  setting:on.tour  time:early.days  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Mikey  challenge:2013.Bandom.Holidays  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-12  recced:2014-02 
february 2014 by turlough
akamine_chan: Like It Was Yesterday
REC: Gerard expected things between them to feel different. A lovely little look at Gerard and Mikey's relationship after the end of the band. Quiet and lowkey and warm. (2013-10-27)
QUOTE: Gerard shrugs. It doesn't bother him, not really. Thirty-six isn't that old.
"Still older than me," Mikey teases, and nothing's changed, it's like the last few months never happened. Mikey reaches out and threads his fingers in Gerard's hair, holding him still for a soft kiss.
Gerard can feel the heat from Mikey's body, the way it radiates off him, and Gerard moves closer with a tiny, needy sound. He's missed this; he hadn't been able to admit it to himself, but it's been an ache in the back of his mind, a blind spot that he couldn't stop searching for.
Mikey breaks the kiss with a sigh, but doesn't move away, relaxing a little against Gerard. The subtle tension between them dissipates.
"Hey there, Mikey Way," Gerard says with a smile. "Missed you." Everything that was wrong in the world is suddenly right again.
"Hey there, Gee Way," Mikey returns, affection and warmth coloring his voice. "Missed you, too." (871 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  time:post-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  challenge:2013.Bandom_Meme.Exchange  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-10  recced:2013-10 
october 2013 by turlough
akamine_chan: Bitter Years
REC: They don't kiss. Gerard won't let them have that. Kissing is too much, too real, and it's not what this is about. A scorchingly hot and completely heartbreaking little Waycest PWP. (2013-09-22)
QUOTE: Gerard *wants* so much, but this is all he can let himself have, all *they* can afford and he's determined to take what he can get.
"Asshole," Mikey hisses, finally letting go of Gerard's hand.
Gerard teases, rubbing against Mikey's cock, hard and careless, until it pulls a growl out of Mikey.
"Fucker." Mikey's taller than him, stronger than him, in spite of his leanness, and Gerard finds himself slammed against the wall, sharp teeth biting at the soft skin of his neck. He struggles, because fuck, Mikey's got to be leaving *marks* that will bloom red and black and people will see -
His heart thuds heavily in anxiety and he can't lie to himself; tomorrow Gerard will lie in his bunk and touch the bruises, feel the pain and *remember*. (733 words)
author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  fic:genre:angst  relationship:Waycest  smut:frottage  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-09  recced:2013-09 
september 2013 by turlough
turps: Beyond the Dark Horizon
REC: Gerard and Mikey have spent years travelling between planets, on the run from the authorities. One day Mikey gets hit by a blaster shot from a port guard and they end up becoming involved with medic Toro and his group of freethinking friends. I love the way Terri writes the Way brothers, how close they are and how much they love each other. The way they and Ray's group started to open up and learn to know and trust each other was wonderful to see. Their bonding over music was so right. The glimpses we got of the multi-spieces society of the planet was fascinating and Terri is marvelous at making the scenery and settings come alive. (2013-09-08)
QUOTE: Chest aching he looks around once again, trying to decide if he should keep searching, or give up and go back to Mikey.
"I heard you've been looking for Toro."
The man speaking has appeared from the side of a building. Dressed in a black coverall, he's got a respirator hanging around his neck, and carries a bag over one shoulder. He's talking in Earth standard, something so unusual in this sector that it takes a moment to click that Gerard can actually understand what's been said without the aid of the other person's comm chip.
"You're speaking Earth standard." It's not what Gerard intended to say, but after so long communicating via artificially perfect language, he's distracted by how the man's talking, something genuine and easy like Gerard would have heard at home back on Earth. "And yes. Yes I am. I need a medic."
The man approaches, whistling when he sees Gerard's leg. "Nice burn, looks like you've been tangling with the port guards. The fucker's have started using bioblasters, you're lucky that looks like a graze shot."
Fear strikes hard as Gerard suspicions are shown to be true, and he says, "I am lucky. But Mikey wasn't. He needs a medic. If you're Toro, can you come with me? Please."
The man stares at Gerard, as if assessing the truth of what he's just heard. "I'm not Toro."
"But do you know where he is?" Close to begging now, Gerard pats his pockets, trying to think what he's got left to offer. "I've got some universal credits, some clothes and shit if you want that," and the most valuable possession of all, which would be a disaster to lose, but not as much as losing Mikey. "Or you can have my bike. It's old but works well. Get me to Toro and it's yours."
"And what will you offer him?" the man asks, studying Gerard. "The clothes off your back, your boots, your sweet mouth?"
"If he wants them." Gerard replies instantly, and means every word. Whatever he needs to do to get help he'll do it. "So do you know Toro or not? If you don't I need to keep looking."
"I know him." The man walks forward and in an unexpected graceful movement climbs behind Gerard on the bike. Sitting close, he rests his chin against Gerard's shoulder. "I'm Frank. Follow my directions and I'll take you to Toro." (24,190 words)
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:action/adventure  activity:gun.fights  activity:bartering  activity:killing/murder  activity:performing  beings:aliens  concept:ordinary.lives!  concept:family  concept:music  concept:dystopia  concept:rebellion  concept:violence  condition:injury  things:motorbike  occupation:doctor/nurse  occupation:musician  occupation:rebel  relationship:brothers  relationship:established  relationship:Waycest  relationship:friendship  setting:alien.planet  setting:bar/club  setting:clinic/hospital  setting:desert  smut:rimming  smut:fucking  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2013.BBB  +length:long.20k-50k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-09  recced:2013-09  concept:homelessness 
september 2013 by turlough
annemari: Where Is Your Boy Tonight
REC: Gerard and Mikey out at a club, a prequel to 'You're a Matter of Urgency'. This is a lovely glimpse of the beginning of Gerard and Mikey's relationship with a wonderful Gerard characterisation. His fierce protectivness of Mikey, his worries and doubts and his all-consuming love are written just right. And as usual her Way brothers interaction is just perfect. (2013-07-21)
QUOTE: The dude pushes Gerard aside and shoves Mikey, hard. Mikey hits the wall, and Gerard hears his shout of pain even over the music.
Gerard doesn't think, he just lunges. The dude goes down, which Gerard honestly didn't expect. He takes advantage of it, getting a couple of punches in, never mind if they're kind of off target, before someone drags him off - Ray, it's Ray. The other dude scrambles up, and fuck, Gerard wants to smash his face in, but Ray's holding him back.
"You ever come near him again, I'll fucking kill you," Gerard says, staring right at the dude's face. His lip and nose are bleeding. A part of Gerard is shocked, but mostly the sight brings him a weird sort of satisfaction. (Fuck, he's a *pacifist*.)
The guy turns around and books it, disappearing into the crowd near the doors, not even looking back. Gerard quickly shakes Ray off and goes to Mikey. *Fuck*, he should have done that right away.
Mikey's leaning against the wall, looking a little dazed. "Mikey," Gerard says, hands going to Mikey's shoulders. "Mikey, are you okay?"
Mikey blinks and makes eye contact with Gerard, and nods. Gerard moves his hand to the back of Mikey's head, remembering how he smacked against the wall. "Are you sure?" Gerard asks. He tries to feel for a bump, or for blood, anything, but his hands are shaking - *he's* shaking and Mikey's not saying anything and the club is dark and loud.
"Come on," Gerard says, and pulls Mikey away from the wall, carefully sneaking his arm around Mikey's back and leading him to the bathroom. He vaguely hears Ray call out to him, but he ignores it. It can wait. (5,510 words)
author:annemaris  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  activity:brawling  beings:teenagers  concept:ordinary.lives  condition:injury  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  smut:handjob  setting:bar/club  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-07  recced:2013-07 
july 2013 by turlough
turps: How We All See the Faker
REC: Gerard's new feelings for Mikey has changed things. Such a lovely and sad story. Terri writes the best Way bros. (2013-04-14)
QUOTE: "Sweet t-shirt." Gerard lies back on his bed, stretched out and trying for relaxed, hiding the tension that takes hold as Mikey appears in the doorway and then steps into the room. "You look like..."
"A hustler, I know." Mikey grins, wide and bright as he fusses with his hair, causing his t-shirt to ride up even further. "One with a fucking great t-shirt."
"The greatest," Gerard agrees, watching Mikey carefully walk past the piles of clothes that litter the floor - too carefully, the walk of someone who has already used cheap vodka to take off the edge. "Do you know where you're going?"
Mikey shrugs and stops in front of the dresser, leaning in so he can see himself in the grime-smeared mirror. "Somewhere. I'll see when I get there."
Which means he'll see who he'll end up with. Which group he'll gravitate toward, and who will welcome him and ignore that he's so obviously under-aged. Gerard keeps watching, chest tight with words he won't say - the ones he should say if he were a good brother.
Mikey tugs at his pants, revealing more of his hipbones, satisfaction obvious as he takes a step to the side. "You should come."
"Next time," Gerard says, and he's not lying. Not really. Sometimes there is a next time, when Gerard can push back his feelings to where they should be.
A big brother only. Protective, sure. But jealous? Never. (1,470 words)
author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:angst  beings:teenagers  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  relationship:Waycest  time:pre-band  location:Way.basement  geography:US:New.Jersey  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2013.Trope.Bingo  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-04  recced:2013-04 
april 2013 by turlough
kat_lair: Storm Rising
REC: Mikey doesn't want to wait any longer. Wonderfully intense little ficlet. I love how stark and vivid the imagery is. (2013-04-14)
QUOTE: The clouds are the colour of graphite and the steady pressure feels like a rope over Gerard's throat.
It's Mikey who's choking though, his heaving breaths caught somewhere between tears and anger. "I can't stay here anymore," he says.
Gerard kneels next to him on the gravel, in the criss-cross shadow of the jungle gym, standing above them like a skeleton of some alien monster. "You won't have to," he promises, like he always does. "We'll go as -" (253 words)
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author:kat_lair  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  beings:teenagers  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  time:pre-band  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-03  recced:2013-04 
april 2013 by turlough
annemaris: The Moon, Let It Guide You
REC: The full moon is only two days away. Mikey says he can already feel it under his skin. Lovely story with wonderful Way brothers interaction. (2013-03-24)
QUOTE: Gerard finds Mikey in the woods near their house. Gerard spots him from afar - he's already reached the river that runs through the forest and is about to cross it. Gerard takes a deep breath and considers whether he should call out or slowly catch up instead. Mikey's been on edge recently, and for good reason.
The full moon is only two days away. Mikey says he can already feel it under his skin, like a fucking itch you can't scratch - something deep inside, twisting him apart.
Gerard knows that his worrying isn't helping. It only makes Mikey feel even more anxious, but it's something Gerard can't turn off. He's always worried about Mikey, and he always will. Maybe if he'd been more vocal about it... no. There's no point in thinking about that. After all, it wasn't Mikey's fault that someone fucking jumped him when he was on his way home from a concert. Maybe if Gerard had been there...
Gerard shakes his head and picks up his pace. This isn't the time for "what ifs".
Mikey's almost across the river when he wobbles on the wet stones and starts to fall. Gerard speeds forward, catching Mikey just before he crashes into the water. (1,000 words)
author:annemaris  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:source:picture  activity:transformation.animate  beings:werewolves  beings:vampires  relationship:brothers  relationship:poly  relationship:Waycest  relationship:established  setting:forest/jungle  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pairing:Gerard/Lindsey(secondary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-02  recced:2013-03  challenge:2013.PicFor1000 
march 2013 by turlough
ragingrainbow: Is Your Love Strong Enough?
REC: Staying together was the easy part. A lovely quiet and thoughtful little mood piece. (2013-03-17)
QUOTE: That Poison became their leader of sorts was something that had happened naturally. An easy extension of his previous role. He handled it with such confidence that sometimes Kobra doubted that memories of times when things were different were even true.
Except, of course, then there were times like tonight, when they were all exhausted and aching, when at least one of them had almost been ghosted. When Poison sat off to the side and looked so much more tired than the rest of them.
Kobra went to him, sat beside him, silently. (264 words)
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author:ragingrainbow  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  concept:dystopia  concept:rebellion  occupation:rebel  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:established  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Kobra.Kid/Party.Poison(primary)  pov:Kobra.Kid  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-03  recced:2013-03 
march 2013 by turlough
turps: A Pox on Plaid
REC: Gerard knows better but sometimes the words still get to him. The one where Mikey helps Gerard channel his anger. A wonderful little story. I love how close they are, that they don't have to discuss everything because they know each other so well. (2013-03-10)
QUOTE: It's annoying, but usually Gerard can deal. Unless it's moments like now, when he's tired, hungry, and most of all, missing his daughter and wife. As combination go, it's one of the worst, and it's feeding Gerard's annoyance as he remembers the interview from earlier today, the one with the inane questions that made him want to stand up and walk.
Not that Gerard would - he knows better than that - but he wanted to, and Mikey knew it.
It's why he answered questions along with Gerard, defusing and elaborating where Gerard wouldn't until, finally, they could end the interview and leave.
It's why Mikey keeps glancing at Gerard now, gauging his mood as they walk the hallway to their hotel room, and the privacy that Gerard so badly needs.
It's why he takes hold of Gerard's arm, fingers tight and says, "Don't."
"Fucking Glee. What the *fuck*?" Gerard checks room numbers and swipes the keycard with his free hand, never looking up as he opens the door to their room. "They could ask about the lyrics or the album, but no, they ask about fucking Glee." (1,350 words)
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author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  activity:interview  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:poly  smut:biting  smut:frottage  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-03  recced:2013-03 
march 2013 by turlough
turps: Of My Days In The Sun
REC: A follow'on to an untitled ficlet where Mikey is poisoned and loses his memory. It's a wonderful story - heartbreaking and lovely and the hope in the final line is like a bright beam of sunlight. (2013-02-10)
QUOTE: When Gerard wakes, the others are long gone.
They've left their mark in the kitchen. Mugs on the table and the bread with its paper covering slightly pulled off to one side.
Sleep soggy, Gerard yawns and checks the metal jug that's on the shelf next to the fire, relieved when he sees it's nearly half-full. Cloth wrapped around his hand, he pours out some coffee, filling a mug to the top.
Before the poison.
Before when Gerard was happy, he'd pour out two mugs. He'd go upstairs to wake Mikey, head bowed in deference to the sloped ceiling as he took a moment to just look. At Mikey sleeping so peacefully, body relaxed and arms flung out to the side.
Unlike now when Mikey sleeps curled up tight. Head tucked down to his chest and knees drawn up, restless even when the nightmares finally leave him.
Gerard doesn't pour two coffees now. He doesn't go upstairs.
Now he drinks alone. The stewed coffee providing a heat that does nothing to displace the chill Gerard feels always.
Gerard looks up, and every morning - every single morning when he first sees Mikey - he hopes that something has changed. (1,000 words)
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author:turps  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:AU  fic:genre:angst  fic:source:picture  concept:ordinary.lives  concept:magic  condition:illness  condition:amnesia  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  things:memories  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2013.PicFor1000  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-02 
february 2013 by turlough
cybercandy: A Cure For Writer's Block
REC: The newest song they're working on is not going well. It's a good thing they have their own studio now. Such a sweet and hot GSF PWP. (2013-02-10)
QUOTE: There's a flurry of arms and hands when Frank manages to wrestle out of Ray's grip, and a lot of kicking out into the air when he tries to fold up to get his legs hooked over Ray's shoulders - just because Frank doesn't stand a chance doesn't mean he won't try and he's definitely making every effort to piss Ray off even more. Ray growls and slams Frank's hands back into the carpet, sliding down slightly so he can get his legs onto Frank's shins to prevent any more kicking. From one moment to the next Frank goes really still, and then a dirty grin flashes across his face and his hips hitch up against Ray's groin. Ray freezes, looking down open-mouthed at Frank who blatantly leers back.
"What the..." he gasps and this brief moment of Ray letting his guard down is all Frank needs to get on top of him, straddling his hips and pressing his body down against Ray's torso. He rolls his hips and Ray's hands hover in mid-air for a moment before he grabs Frank's neck and pulls him down for a kiss. Frank makes a happy sound and Mikey's suddenly not all that interested in the internet anymore because, hey, there's porn happening right in front of him. Ray and Frank are still locked in a passionate kiss when Frank extends his arm and beckons, making a noise that's either a moan or a "come here". Mikey takes it as the latter and slides down, it's not like he's got something better to do and also, porn. Right in front of him. Porn he might potentially get involved in, which as far as Mikey's concerned is the best kind of porn. He shuffles close to Frank and Ray on his knees, stopping when he's next to them, unsure what to do. Frank breaks the kiss and leans over to attack Mikey's mouth, all tongue and spit, then pushes Mikey's head down towards Ray's face while he gets his teeth into the soft flesh of Mikey's neck.
"I leave the room for 5 minutes... and... the fuck?" Mikey hears Gerard gasp from the general direction of the kitchen.
"Stop being a queen and come over" Frank says and Gerard scrambles over the back of the sofa, getting tangled up in the back cushion and flopping down on his back like a beetle. (4,550 words)
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author:cybercandy  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  fic:genre:fluff  activity:recording  relationship:friendship  relationship:poly  relationship:Waycest  smut:fucking  setting:on.break  geography:US:Los.Angeles  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:GSF:My.Chemical.Romance(primary)  pov:Mikey  +length:short.1k-5k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-02  recced:2013-02 
february 2013 by turlough
rivers_bend: We Can Keep In Time
REC: Mikey and Gerard and cocksucking and overstimulation. The superhot prequel to 'A Hero or a Grinder'. I love the way Mikey and Gerard are written together. (2013-01-27)
QUOTE: The look on Gee's face is Mikey's kryptonite, probably because Gerard hasn't figured out yet that it works every fucking time. "Where can we -"
Gerard leans even closer, shoulder pressed to Mikey's sternum, cheek pressed to his cheek, and Mikey lets himself lean into it, lets his brother take just a little of his weight. "Otter's hooked up," Gerard whispers. "And Ray's got Frank watching his *favorite movie ever*, and it just started, so we've got at least an hour or two with that dude's room."
Having witnessed some of Otter's hookups, Mikey's not sure they have more than fifteen minutes, but maybe. "What if," he whispers back, liking the feel of his jaw working against Gerard's soft skin and the tiny patch of stubble that contrasts with it.
"The door has a lock. I already checked." Gerard backs up just enough to look Mikey in the face, spilling some beer on the hem of Mikey's shirt as he does. "It's been ages," he says, eyes wide and pleading. "Just wanna taste you."
Mikey's knees go liquid, and he's glad for the hand Gerard still has on his arm reminding him he can't just drop to the floor right here and start pawing at his brother's fly. "Gee," he says, needing Gerard to stop saying things like that.
"You gotta let me, Mikey," Gerard says, not getting it at all. He darts in so his lips are right by Mikey's ear again. "Need to bite that scar right by your hipbone. Lick you all over 'til you're begging me to put your dick in my mouth."
Fuck the licking, Gerard's gonna make him beg right here if he's not careful. "Let's go," Mikey says. Like he was ever going to say anything else. The smile Gerard gives him is the sweetest, filthiest thing he's ever seen. (3,140 words)
author:rivers_bend  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:drinking  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  relationship:established  smut:blowjob  smut:overstimulation  setting:on.tour  time:early.days  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Mikey  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2013-01  recced:2013-01 
january 2013 by turlough
annemaris: (You Made Me) Realize
REC: During their first headlining tour Gerard starts noticing something about Mikey. A great story with lovely, and *hot*, Way brothers interaction. I also loved all the little on-tour details and the way they interacted with the rest of the band. (2013-01-06)
QUOTE: "Just a sip," Frank cajoles and shuffles closer till he's leaning against the edge of the couch.
Gerard shakes his head. "Go get your own." He takes another sip of his coffee, reveling in it. "Mine."
Frank flips him off again, scowling. "Asshole."
"It's right there," Gerard says. "On the kitchen counter."
"It's too far," Frank says, and stares longingly at the kitchenette not five feet from him. Gerard feels a little bad, Frank's still recovering from an early fall cold, and getting up at four in the morning sucks anyway. But he's still not sharing.
"It's right there," Gerard says again and watches Frank sigh, push away from the couch, and move toward the kitchen. The bus swerves a little and Gerard curls up around his cup, protecting it. Frank curses but makes it to the counter and pours himself a cup too. He sighs after he's taken a sip and Gerard smiles and leans against the back of the couch.
Gerard zones out for a bit, focused on nothing but the warm cup in his hands, but he comes back to himself when Mikey drops down on the couch next to him and makes a pathetic sound. Gerard hands the coffee over and pulls his legs up. He suddenly wishes he had his sketchbook out, but he can hopefully work on his new character idea on the airport.
Frank makes a wounded noise, and Gerard startles and looks up. Ray and Bob have migrated into the kitchen now, too, but Frank's the one pointing an accusatory finger at Gerard.
Gerard blinks. "What?"
"You - oh, never fucking mind." Frank sighs and sits down on the other couch. "Can't share *one* sip of coffee with me."
Gerard frowns and turns to Mikey to see if he understands any better what Frank's getting at. Mikey just lifts his eyebrows and keeps drinking, then closes his eyes. He looks tired - they all do, and they all *are*; it's their first headlining tour, they played a show just last night and only got a couple of hours of sleep, and they have to get on a fucking plane in four hours. But Mikey looks close to falling asleep again right there, coffee in hand.
Gerard reaches out and places his palm under the cup, just in case. "Mikey," he says, and Mikey blinks his eyes open. It takes him a second to focus, but when he does his eyes lock on Gerard, wide and questioning. "You were falling asleep," Gerard says quietly. Mikey straightens up and pulls the cup towards him again. Gerard rests his palm on his thigh. (5,800 words)
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author:annemaris  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  activity:performing  activity:shopping  relationship:brothers  relationship:UST  relationship:Waycest  smut:frottage  smut:pain.kink  smut:biting  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pairing:Mikey/Pete(past)  pov:Gerard  challenge:2012.Bandom.Stuffs.It  +length:medium.5k-10k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-12  recced:2013-01 
january 2013 by turlough
Sapphy: Get Out While You Can
REC: When the Ways fight there's no shouting or throwing punches, just pain and anger and resentment. A great take on Gerard and Mikey's relationship. (2012-12-16)
QUOTE: Part of the fear is because Frank doesn't understand their fights. When he fights it's with words, stupid simple Anglo-Saxon words, and with fists. The Ways fight with looks and ideas and emotions. No shouting, no throwing punches. Just pain and anger and so much resentment he can't breath.
"It's because we need one another," Mikey says one day. The Ways haven't spoken to one another for three days and Frank's really fucking scared. The rest of them are replaceable, but without either Way, they're not MCR any more. He's never kidded himself about that. It's MikeyandGerard's band, the rest of them are graciously allowed to join in.
"Without one another, we don't really exist," Gerard says to him, the next night. Things aren't fixed, not yet, but the tension seems to be lessening. "That can get a bit smothering." (716 words)
author:sapphy  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:gen  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:angst  activity:drinking  activity:drug.use  relationship:brothers  relationship:friendship  relationship:Waycest  time:early.days  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary)  pov:Frank  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-12  recced:2012-12 
december 2012 by turlough
akamine_chan: Spark and Fade
REC: Gerard and Mikey are the last to leave the stage. A happymaking and hot little ficlet. (2012-11-18)
QUOTE: The show was fucking *amazing* and Gee's heart is still pounding from the adrenaline. He's flushed, sweaty and out of breath, and under his arm, Mikey is radiating heat and energy, almost vibrating with it.
They strut off stage and Gee can't keep adding a snap to his hips as he walks; he feels good, on top of the world. He's got his band and his brother and everything's coming together. It's perfect.
Behind him, the kids are still screaming, a wall of sound that makes his blood race faster and fuels his hunger for something *more*. (329 words)
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author:akamine_chan  fandom:Bandom  fic:category:slash  fic:genre:PWP  activity:performing  relationship:established  relationship:brothers  relationship:Waycest  setting:on.tour  band:My.Chemical.Romance  pov:Gerard  +length:short.-1k  !meta:rec:fic  posted:2012-11  recced:2012-11  pairing:Gerard/Mikey(primary) 
november 2012 by turlough

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