monopoly and moar boys

[mwestbelle]

Last night was the most INTENSE Monopoly game of my ENTIRE LIFE. FIVE HOURS. SHOUTING, SUICIDE, STRIPPERS AND TROPHY BOYS WIVES. It was awesome. A++, would play again.

Unfortunately, I was sitting half on a matress on the floor, so my lower back and tailbone are KILLING ME NOW, plus I had ballroom dance this morning, with rumba and HIP ACTION OW. But now I'm back in my room, and it's time for...more picspam! (Very Gerard-heavy)



Great start, Gerard! Love the...tinsel?

Hat over the eyes always makes me drool.

YES. This is my NUMBER ONE VERY FAVORITE picture of Patrick EVER. I need dom!Patrick.

Look at all of their little faces

I'm happy when you're happy!

HAT. And SHIRT. And FACE.

I really dig the composition of this, as well as Ryan's slinky hips.

Another super-duper fave. I dig dead!Brendon, what can I say? (Oh god, Zombiesex plotbunnies!)

I know it's part of the stageshow and all, but I just heart how he's all "Agh! GIRLPARTS! DO NOT WANT!"

I want glasses like this. (His hairline looks really receded here)

FACE. (I said it was a recurring theme)

He's just such an adorable puppy!

Caressing! And rosevest! So cute!

Not cute. Hot.

Dorkasses!

Sleepy snugglings! Gryffindor scarf!

Oh Ryan, face.

Happy Ryan!face!

I covet that coat (not to mention what's in it...)

Hey look! When he's not busy being a dorkass, hotass, or fondling Frank, sometimes Gerard sings (just, you know, once in a while)!

Serious!face. I really like that blue with his skintone (wear more color, Gerard!)

I...I don't even know.

ROCKGOD. I'm really into TBP uniforms, I dunno.

GERARD WILL KILL YOU...

...WITH CUTE <3

DON'T EVER GET NEW PANTS, GERARD!

EEHEE, GERARD!

LITTLE FINGERS!

This is my favorite hair, I think.

MOUTH! But I actually really liked the white, too (in the minority, I know).

Just look at the curve of his jaw! (I AM RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY ABOUT YOU, GERARD, STOP BEING SO AWESOME)

Rocky Horror shirt! (I'M KIDDING GERARD, NEVER STOP!)

NEVER EVER.

EVER.

*flail*

Oh god. The hair in the eyes just MAKES IT.

This looks rather manip-ish, but it's pretty, so I don't care.

BOYFRIENDS.

ANGSTY HOMELESS BOYFRIENDS.

Everytime I think he can't be any more adorable...

*DIES*

You can tell he's serious! He's got his interview!hands!

I...erm...I really like that vest.

...

Yay for ties?

More interview!hands.

Oh hai there, priest!kink, how've you been?

Yeah, I'm good too.


SO MANY HEARTS.

C'mon boys, we may accept eyefuckery from Brendon and Ryan, but we know you can do better.

Oh hush, Gerard.

That's right, go cry to your sister Mikeyway.

This one isn't great for Mikeyway, because adorable as he is, Gerard is just ETHEREALLY PRETTY in this shot.

Tambourine! (Gerard + Spencer + Tambourines?? Y/Y???)

Look! Skintone! STUBBLE!!

This pic was actually my very first introduction to Gerard outside of music vids, back when I was trolling around on Green Day message boards I AM NOT ASHAMED, STOP JUDGING ME! I was all "Wow, the scary guy with the droopy hair looks kinda sweet" Ah, younger self, you had so much to learn.

Pretteh!

Oh no, the SUNGLASSES!

I'm normally not a huge fan of screencaps, but...CUTE.

JON WALKER HAS CRAZY SEX WITH GERARD HAIR. Also, MORE LIPBITING PLZ!

Thank you, Patrick. (I secretly love him best when he's more red-heady.)

Just kidding! I love him best when he's a lounge singer who's taking me going to prom!

LOVE THIS PIC. Just, his EYES, and his HAIR, and somehow both SO PRETTY and REAL BOY.

Semi-creepy awkward smile time!

This is like, an almost-gangsta face. Nice try, Gerard, go ask Gabe for help.

...forget I said anything. You're very good at what you do, honey.

I agree with that shirt.

A tiny part of my brain is going "NOM PETE," but most of it is going "PUPPY!!" Less than three, Hemmy.

Cool.

Mmm...guitarhotness and FIRE. I like FIRE.

MORE COWBELL TAMBOURINE! (Shit, I made that joke last time. Ah well, too bad.)

I don't know who that guy is, but Spencer could power the Eastern Seaboard with that smile.

What is it with bandboys and dorkass sunglasses? There should be a study done. FOR SCIENCE.

Never stops being funny and adorkable.

I love that everyone is Goth Model-y and sexiful in their BP uniforms, and Bob's all "O HAI, I HAS TERRIBLE INFECTIONS TRYIN' TO EAT MAH BRAINZ" (And you know Gerard's all "BRAINZ?!" And Mikey and Frankie have to be like "NOT FOR YOU, GERARD! BOB NEEDS HIS BRAINZ!" And then there's pouting. I DON'T EVEN KNOW)

Agh, so much angsty!pretty

I think Bob is awesome, but he doesn't usually make me go "GUH." ... *point point point* GUH.

REAL SUBTLE, BRENDON.

I approve of: Spencer's jacket (even the weird feathery thing), Ryan and Brendon's jackets, Brendon's FACE
I do not approve of: Jon Walker's Pimpstache (Just, no.)

Mmmmmm.

I want Mikeyway's coat, gloves, glasses. He looks so sweet with his not!boyfriend.

This looked RAWKED majorly for Frank.

I cannot take seriousy anyone who talks to me about guitarsex without mentioning Frank. BENDY.

How so pretty? No, really, HOW?

Look, priest!kink is back! And he brought friends!

*WAVES*

FRECKLES. And god, his eyes are SO GORGEOUS.

OTP, in blue. (Where is the bandom Smurfs AU? Who's Smurfette? We'd have to have a Survivor for the various bandom bicycles.)

I'm so sorry I don't have more pictures of you, Mikeyway! I do love you! I promise!

Frank latches onto Gerard! Gerard grabs for Mikey! OT3!

I love how Gerard looks like he just has EXPANSES of pale flesh exposed, since everyone else is covered practically ankle to chin.

I haven't seen this hair very much, but I like it a lot.

HIS HANDS, THEY DO THINGS TO ME.

If someone asked me to compile a list of pictures you'd have to look at to "get Gerard," this would be pretty high up.

WE LIKE TREES No really, it's not like we lurk in basements or anything!

Gerard, why so feline? Ray, why so...er....

THERE IS NO INCEST IN BANDOM! NOTHING TO SEE HERE, MOVE ALONG!

Seriously, Gerard, do you wear pants until they ROT OFF? (Bet he does.)

Painfully pretty! Great colors.

NOM.

SO MUCH SHINY HAIR

Haven't seen you for a while, JWalk. Lookin' sharp.

I lied, I totally want these glasses.

Pouty face! TUMMY!

Don't smirk at me, Jon Walker! It makes me melty

Their FACES are just CLASSIC. And I cannot stop staring at how TINY Ryan is, in his entire self.

Okay, my fingers kinda hurt from capslocking, and I still have real writing to do...so, the last installment of bandspam will be forthcoming. Hope this brings a smile <3

Comments

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

I approve of this message post.

Also! Gerard + Spencer + Tambourines?? Y/Y???

YYYYYYYYYY.

considering there's been, as far as I know, only one Gerard/Spencer fic in the history of ever...

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

Spencer isn't entirely sure how a discussion about tambourines turned into a gay encounter with Gerard Way but he's not going to question it. It is Gerard Way.

("I saw you rocking the 'tam, man." Gerard nods solemmly. "Uh, yeah, thanks." Spencer wonders where Ryan's gotten to. It was his idea to visit the My Chem guys after all--Spencer thinks he just wants to check out the competition in the form of one Mikeyway--and now he's vanished, leaving Spencer with Gerard who, though doubtlessly a sweet guy, is fucking weird.)

Gerard runs his thumbs absentmindedly along Spencer's inseam while he mouths at the tragically covered line of Spencer's cock. For his part, Spencer slides his fingers through Gerard's relatively cropped dark hair and wishes for a moment that he still sported the long, lank darkness Spencer remembers from music videos (though, logically, he knows that it would be fucking greasy and not that pleasant to run fingers through at all.)

("It's a man's instrument, you know?" Spencer glances back. "What?" "The tambourine, Smith, the tambourine." "Oh, uh, yeah, sure.")

Spencer pulls at Gerard's hair and maybe whines just a tiny bit. Gerard looks up, eyes dark and alight, and snickers a little. Spencer would kick in him his smarmy face if he wasn't hoping for a blowjob. "Hmm? Did you want something?"

"Fuck you." Thankfully, Gerard does not make any of the obvious snarky comments set up by that remark. Instead, he finally undoes Spencer's jeans and, in one clean motion, takes Spencer in until his pointy little nose is poking against the soft underside of Spencer's belly. Spencer sucks in his breath because, first, damn, and second, damn.

It doesn't last very long because Gerard is really good and Spencer, well, if you'd told Spencer when he was still tapping pencils against his desk and listening to Ryan talk about "someday" that in a few years he would be getting head from Gerard Way, he would either have laughed in your face or come on the spot. So when the actual Gerard Way had his actual mouth stretched around Spencer's actual dick doing very interesting things with his actual tongue, the young man can be forgiven his enthusiasm.

He'd only been vaguely aware of Gerard palming himself in his dark-washed jeans, but the hand that pats his cheek mockingly after Gerard slides up to sprawl half in his lap is sticky. Spencer thinks it would be impolite to complain, so he just smiles and maybe rests his head against Gerard's shoulder a little.

"Tambourines, man." Gerard says again, and Spencer still has no freaking clue, but he just closes his eyes and echoes "Yeah, tambourines."

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

!!!

I... I... ♥

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

I have people to write commentporn for! This is AWESOME!

Bandom friends > Anybody else XD

(Also: there may be the slight possible chance that I went to bed last night thinking of a 1960s free love street tambourine player AU. Maybe.)

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

:D

And I do too, should I ever feel the need to actually attempt to write fanfiction. I've only got two things ever to my name. (Or, well, three, but I really don't count things I wrote when I was eleven as valid pieces of work.)

(In the vein of this, there are also pictures of Mikeyway rocking the tambourine. Because everyone knows that Mikey and Gerard do things together. Even if it is playing tambourine in the street.)

And I've been contemplating a serial killer!AU, and for some reason my mind wants to make Frank a serial killer. I don't even know. Maybe because he's about the last person one would suspect?

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

Whoo, serial killers! I wrote a RENT serial killer AU a little while ago...that was fun. If you want to chat about it, I'm totally your sounding board/enabler ^_^

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

a RENT one? I'm curious, who was the serial killer?

All I've come up for it though is the vague idea of 'ooh, make Frank a serial killer!' I don't even know if I'm going to make it totally AU yet. Because on one hand, you could have him stalk around a big city with various cops (my minds wants Bob the cop, I don't even know.) and a roommate who is a little more than a little suspicious, but hey, he's got plenty of fake blood lying around the place, maybe Frank just accidentally tipped it over (several dozen times, on almost every piece of clothing he owns)?

And on the other hand, you could have where occasionally, people on Warped just get... a little lost. Someone will find them eventually. Really. Or that's the spin, anyway.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

It was a request!fic...Mark was a serial killer and Roger was the cop. I can link you if you want :)

My mind just kind of flashed to Frank and Gerard living together (of course!) and the investigation tracks back to them and everyone suspects Gerard because hey, he's all dark and creepy and writes weird things on his arms and all...maybe Gerard gets arrested and Frank freaks out and breaks him out and there's exciting cross-country escapeage with cop!Bob (and FBI Ray?) on the trail while Gerard tries to figure out if he can still care for a murderer.

I read a really cool semi-Pete/Patrick serial killer fic where, like, Patrick was interviewing Pete who was giving him clues as to where to find the bodies. Have you seen that one?

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

Was it this one? That's the only one I can think of.

And in the first one, I was implying Gerard as the roommate (fake blood!) and of course everyone suspects Gerard, because, hello, Frank is five foot four and he's just not big enough to pull off these crimes. And he doesn't fit the type, anyway! Gerard's kind of antisocial and spends all day wrapped up in blankets drawing really, really gory comics. It's kind of a given that people are going to look at the two of them and suspect him.

Gerard could get arrested! Or he could be at least brought in for questioning, which would make Frank freak out because, hey, if they figure out it's not Gerard, their next person to look at is him. And at some point he's going to have to tell Gerard that hey, he's kind of a serial killer, and hey, they kind of have to run now. And Gerard isn't too into that, because hey, he's more into saving lives rather than, you know, snuffing them out.

Maybe they could hide out at Mikey and Alicia's for a while? Mikey is, of course, still Gerard's brother, and he's experienced enough over the years that his brother showing up on his doorstep with a serial killer doesn't surprise him as much as it probably should. And Frank can stay, as long as nothing happens to any of the pets. Because then Alicia would kill him.

FBI RAY YES. HELL YES. (I really, really want to draw that, now. In the little suit!)

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

No, it was this (http://bluejbird.livejournal.com/481918.html).

!!! And do the police still think that Gerard's the killer, and that he busted out and took his tiny, defenseless roomie hostage? So Mikey & Alicia's is the first place they look, and they get out just in time and Mikey refuses to tell FBI Ray and Cop Bob anything...especially not that he gave them the address of an old flame of his who isn't opposed to a little immorality. Or maybe Gerard has an old flame who's just a tiny bit gross and willing to try anything (I'm listening to their Under Pressure cover RIGHT NOW YAY)

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

Definitely! I mean, the minute they let him out, he runs off! That's not exactly the behavior of an innocent man, if you know what I mean. And Frank is just along for the ride and they have to find him before something happens to him.

And of course Mikey wouldn't tell them anything! He's not about to turn in his brother and for some reason, they they think Gerard is capable of murdering people, which would make him laugh hysterically if he wasn't fucking terrified that Gerard wasn't going to be okay. And if something happened to him, he'd go after Frank himself.

And hmm... for some reason, I'm leaning toward them staying at Pete's place. Because it was Mikey's idea, and even if some of his ideas aren't the best (forks? toasters?), it's a place to go that's not too far away. And if something really, really terrible goes down there, then they go to Bert's. Gerard hasn't seen him in years, and they didn't part on very amicable terms, and he's not sure how he's going to be received if he shows up on the doorstep with Frank.

And of course, the whole time, he's getting weirdly attached to Frank. He's trying to convince himself it's something of Stockholm's Syndrome, but this argument is weakening every time he has a chance to leave and doesn't.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

And Pete's totally into them staying ("Don't like, kill me in my sleep or anything, okay? Or, if you're going to, do it in a cool way, man.") even though he has to lie through his smiling teeth to his own roomie about a roadtrip or something. He spends a lot of his time defacing public property with his weird free verse and he's got these boys, right, street urchin types who'll do anything for him and they help Frank and Gerard stay out of sight. There's a lot of CRAMPED SPACES and PRESSING AGAINST WALLS and the sexual tension is pretty much at max...and somehow Ray & Bob always seem to be barely more than half a step behind them.

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

Because Pete would be totally into the whole thing, in a removed sort of way. I mean, he's got a serial killer staying at his house. It's probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened to him.
But he has to keep it a secret from his roommate, because no matter how much Patrick puts up with from him, he's pretty sure that there's a line and harboring murderers is over it.

And of course the street urchins (the Panic boys, I assume?) help them out, because everything they have is thanks to Pete and they're so loyal it's a little disturbing. Like the stray dog you give a pork chop to--never going to leave. And they're remarkably good at distractions, even if some of them (arson) are a little more than somewhat illegal. They haven't gotten arrested for anything serious yet, so that helps.

And after a while of cramped spaces and pressing against walls and adrenaline pumping because they just ran for their lives again Frank finally just leans up and kisses Gerard, because there's only so much patience one human can have.

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And Gerard has a brief attack of consciousness because oh god, Frank has heartlessly murdered numerous people, but oh god, it's Frank, and he decides to have his attack of consciousness later because there's kissing to be done.

But just when it's getting good, one of Pete's boys bursts in (the one with the glasses) and is all "Whoa, uh, shit, sorry, but those cop guys? Are totally at Pete's apartment looking for you." They have to leave now and Gerard really didn't want to have to ask Bert for help (weird as he is, Bert might turn them in out of sheer spite) but it doesn't look like they have a choice until another boy (the skinny one) puts in "I know this guy, right? And he has this basement..."

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

(♥♥♥)

So as much as they don't want to go to a total stranger's basement, they have to trust the skinny one (even if they have their doubts about him, he sometimes seems crazier than Frank and that's saying something) because they've pretty much got nowhere else to go.

But this guy? They show up at his door needing to hide and he doesn't so much as blink . Truth to be told, Gerard's a tad afraid of him, but he's got the biggest basement either of them have ever seen and it's got enough places to hide a small army. Frank's just praying it doesn't have spiders .

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

There don't seem to be spiders, though there is a video camera and tripod set up in one corner, and Gerard doesn't want to look too closely because they really don't have anywhere else to go right now but there's something poking out from behind the hot water heater that looks kinda like rusty chains.

And when the guy kind of skims his fingers over the tattoos on Frank's arm and goes "So, I hear you kill people. How's that working out for you?" Gerard feels really sick for reasons that have nothing to do with chains, because dude, Frank kills people and of course he'd want to have friends who are scary like him (people think Gerard is scary if they don't know him, but he's a total softy) and they haven't exactly talked about the kissing thing and of course it was just a heat of the moment thing and Frank wants to forget all about it (and possibly have sex with this basement guy who keeps asking if Frank wants to touch his cobra)

So Gerard starts sitting (and sulking) in a corner and Frank has no idea why, unless Gerard has suddenly realized that could Never Ever love a killer like Frank and wants to get the hell out. And part of Frank says he should get rid of Gerard now, because he could run off and tell the cops all about everything. It happened to Gabe once. ("He had really pretty hair," Gabe likes to say in a dreamy way that makes Frank think he might rub the guy's pretty hair all over his body before he goes to sleep.)

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

Gerard's mostly just overwhelmed, because hi, here's someone who's like Frank and he's in a basement with the both of them, and if Frank decides that he likes Gabe better, he's fucked. He's not a scary guy and he can't exactly talk about wanting to kill or torture people. He's a little out of his depth, and he really, really wants to talk to Mikey. (But of course, he can't, because he's sure there are people paying attention to the phone lines at Mikey's place).

So one night Gerard asks (and tries not to let his voice shake as he says it) "Are you going to kill me too?"

And Frank kind of freezes, because he has been thinking about it, but he really doesn't want to. But if Gerard's going to run off, he has to do what he has to do. He's honestly a little sick at the thought, which is a little rediculous, because he's a serial killer and it shouldn't bother him. But it does.

So he just asks, "Are you going to leave?" Because that's really all he needs to know.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

He doesn't know what he's supposed to say. He doesn't want to get the wrong answer because, hello, killing, but more than that, he doesn't want to make Frankie upset (not because of the killing thing, but because when Frank's unhappy he feels sick to his stomach) so he doesn't say anything and just thinks for a while.

Frank interprets that as "as soon as you look away, but I'm not about to tell you that" and he squeezes his eyes closed because this sucks and Gerard's been by him for so long and has always been everything he never thought he was worthy to have and he's groping behind him to find something sharp or heavy (there's a wide assortment of both in the basement) when Gerard exhales, rough and broken.

"I don't think so." And Frank's got his hands wrapped around an old piece of pipe, and he wonders if that's good enough, because he knows that he can't take chances for anyone. But, if he didn't want to take chances, he should have just left Gerard behind--he probably would have been arrested and by the time he got off (if he did at all) Frank could have been long gone.

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

And Gerard catches the movement, even though it's hard to see in the dark of the basement, and freezes. "I'm not going to leave, Frankie. I promise," he chokes out. And oh fuck, it was the wrong answer, and Frank is going to kill him, oh god.

He backs away, arms wrapped protectively around himself, and feels like he's going to be sick. He wants his mom. He wants Mikey. Hell, he'd even take Pete at this point.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

And Frank wants to believe him so badly, but he knows people will say anything when they're about to die (god, does he know) but then again, it's Gerard and he's holding the pipe so tightly it's hurting his hand. And the adrenaline is just pounding, telling him to just bash Gerard's pretty little head in and also to grab Gerard and hold him close forever and he's trying to tell his adrenaline that these concepts are mutually exclusive when there's this horrible noise from upstairs.

Even Gerard snaps quickly out of his oh-god-about-to-die fit to look up, eyes wide, and says "The fuck was that?" And Frank almost laughs because it's the exact same tone he used to use back in their apartment (how long ago? It seems like forever) where the walls weren't really that thick and they used to sit on the couch and make up exciting stories about the little old lady across the hall being a dominatrix.

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

And somehow, it breaks the tension for the moment, because if Frank's going to kill Gerard, he's got all the time in the world to do so. And they really kind of really need to see what that noise was.

But it's still in both of their minds, because as they climb the stairs Gerard stays a good six feet behind Frank, eyes fixed on the slightest movements he makes. He's breathing fast, they both are, and they're tense as wires.

But of course, the noise is Gabe's fault, or rather whoever is now with Gabe. Gerard is really hoping for the moment that it's not someone Gabe wants to keep in the basement, because it's not even working that well with just him and Frank in there and a third person? He doesn't want to think about the disastrous kinds of things that could happen.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

Frank opens the door really slowly so he can kind of peek inside without being spotted. He can hear more thumping and also some giggling that's just slightly higher-pitched than Gabe's, which makes him feel hopeful that this might end well, because he doesn't know if he could deal being down in the basement with Gerard and some nameless victim. He hasn't killed anyone since they ran, and his fingers have been twitching, and he really doesn't want Gerard to actually see that side of him (not unless absolutely necessary...or Gerard's on the receiving end)

Gerard's still trailing too-far behind him, and when Frank pokes his head around the next door, he finds an obscenely pretty girl toying with the cuffs of Gabe's hoodie. He's on the floor, not moving, but he's smiling, so Frank figures he's just monumentally fucked up and not dead. She looks over at him, and there isn't even a flicker in her expression when she says "You're the one those guys have been looking for, huh? I never figured this loser to be a humanitarian."

[ailleann23.livejournal.com]

O.O

OK, so I was going to say how I'm going to waste SO MANY HOURS today staring at this. But NOW I have to instead say first that this is GLORIOUS. MOAR NOW PLZ KTHX.

[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

Haha, do not doubt the power of the tambourines!

And prepare to stare more because it's FINALE TIME YAY!

[ailleann23.livejournal.com]

Ok, now I'm actually able to comment on the pictures. I kinda... went somewhere else for a while. Like off with Gerard and Spencer, WHAT.

- Patrick. SHOUTING. *dies*
- Oh, Panic! and your LITTLE FACES WHAT.
- Gerard, seriously. You're a space alien. From the planet SEXASS. That's the only explanation for your HOTNESS.
- And the scarf, seriously. You are UNCANNILY PRETTY.
- OK, the picture of Gerard in the studded belt? With his hand down his pants? He let Mikeyway dress him that day, DIDN'T HE?!?
- FRANK IERO, HOW SO ADORABLE?
- Gerard, come take my confession. Right now. I'VE BEEN NAUGHTY AND I'M NOT SORRY! *ahem*
- For the record, I totally accept Frank and Gerard's eyefuckery. (Also? Best word ever.)
- Is it bad that I want Gerard's "I'm Not Okay" hair, right? That's gotta be a bad thing...
- SURPRISE JWALK!
- Ryan, you are a giant girl. Your stubble is fooling NO ONE.
- Pete = meant to be a vampire.
- Spencer was the PRETTIEST GIRL AT THE VMAs. TRUFAX.
- Gerard was a zombie for a whole week before anyone noticed. It was only when he tried to literally eat Ray's head, not just pretending to bite his hair, that they even had a clue. BRAINZ!!
- JWalk, that pimpstash is NOT ON.
- Frank/guitar = OTP. The guitar gets jealous of Gerard.
- OK, that blue picture of PetenPatrick? So I was trolling Pete's Buzznet page (DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT) and that picture is associated with him going on and on about how awesome Patrick is. NO LIES. Oh Pete, none of us will ever be a bigger fangirl than you.
- Gerard with the bare arms? OMG EVIL GRIN WHAT. That little smirk does naughty things to me in my pants region.
- Brendon just needs to wear a midriff shirt. All the time.