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

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Frank hesitates for a moment, worrying if he's being too chick-flick, but then thinks scew it and wraps his arms around Gerard's middle, snuggling in close. It feels like a grand time for grand declarations, but doesn't it always? He doesn't want to say anything he'll regret later (or that will make Gerard leave) so he just smiles, tired and says "Thanks."

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"Mmhm," Gerard murmurs, snuggling up to Frank as close as he can get, and he feels like he's about to fall aleep. He fumbles around with his free arm until he finds a blanket and then throws it over the both of them before snuggling in closer and drifting off.

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Frank's probably only awake a few seconds longer than Gerard, but it's long enough to press a sloppy kiss to his temple.

He sleeps heavy and well, but he wakes up with his hand around Gerard's throat.

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Gerard wakes up slowly, groggy, and it takes him several long moments before he realises what Frank is doing. "...Frank?" he manages, speech a little indistinct from sleep. "What're you doing?"

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"I, erm." He snatches his hand back and clutches it to his chest. "Sorry." He hasn't had a lot of opportunities or interest over the years to sleep next to someone. These past months with Gerard have been the most he's shared sleeping space ever. He should have known that there would be some downside to a warm body next to his. "It's...I didn't mean to."

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Gerard's more awake now, and he yawns before saying, "No, it's fine. Just, you know, warn me." And he takes Frank's hand and wraps it around his neck again, gently, not pressing his fingers in--just letting them rest there. It doesn't bother him (and maybe it should, Frank could have killed him while they both slept), not really.

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Frank feels the soft skin under his fingers, the steady beat of Gerard's pulse, and kind of feels like crying. He won't--no matter how much of his inner teenage girl Gerard seems to be bringing out, he isn't actually one--but, god. He's barely thought it before he's murmuring it aloud. "Could you be more perfect?"

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Gerard smiles, fighting down the urge to laugh. "Probably," he says, lightly, bringing one of his hands to rest on top of Frank's, still wrapped around his throat. He could really do with getting up and finding some coffee, but he's too comfortable, here with Frank, to want to move.

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Frank smiles back and his hand tightens--just a little, not actually doing anything, just some possessiveness in action. He leans down and kisses Gerard's cheek. "I don't think so. I think that's a filthy lie. You're perfect."

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"I doubt it," Gerard says, but he's still smiling, and he turns his head a little to catch Frank's lips in a light kiss. He's feeling ridiculously sappy and can't bring himself to care. He likes the feel of Frank's fingers tighter around his neck, for all that it reminds him of their encounter on Pete's roof (and it seems almost funny, when referred to like that).

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Frank grins against Gerard's lips and pulls back barely far enough, so his lips still brush against Gerard's when he speaks. "We're like, the picture perfect morning after. They should put us in, like, sex handbooks and shit." He pauses to consider this and wrinkles his nose. "Well, maybe without the choking."

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"Well," Gerard says thoughtfully, "it probably would depend on the sex handbooks." The thought makes him laugh--a picture of him and Frank in some book, with little labels pointing to their arms, their lips, and a helpful caption at the bottom.

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Frank snickers and his flexes fingers a little, enjoying the feeling of Gerard under and on top of them. "Guess you're right. It would be fucking hot though, people just opening up a book and seeing us like this?"

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Gerard grins, shifting a little closer to Frank. "A full-page spread, all in color, and we're just staring at people from the pages. Like we're watching them." He can see it clearly in his mind, and he resolves that the next time they get their hands on a camera, they're going to take a picture of them like this--for future reference, of course.

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Frank's breath hitches, like he was the one with hands on his throat. He would never have guessed that Gerard who for many of the years Frank had known him had hidden inside baggy hoodies would be right next to him on the whole hi, voyeurism kink issue. It's pretty awesome though, and imagining it is definitely working on him. "Bookstores all across America, right? And they just can't bring themselves to buy it, so they just sit in the aisle and look at us."

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"Oh yeah," Gerard says, smile wide and a little devious. "Until the people working there come up and tell them to put it down or buy it, and then they see what it is. Then they sneak a look when they think management's not looking." Back when he used to work at a bookstore, he remembers doing that--not with sex books, but he'd read comics over the shoulders of customers sometimes, until Mikey gave him 'quit it before they fire you' looks as he walked by.

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"Because they just can't look away." Frank mirrors his smile, and leans a little closer, his weight putting a little more pressure on Gerard's neck. "And the book's always going missing, because people feel sleazy hanging around in the sex aisle and carry it around the store for a while, pretending that they're looking at like, cookbooks and shit."

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Gerard's breathing is getting a little shaky as Frank puts more pressure on his neck, and he closes his eyes as he continues, smiling, "But people always know, you know, because they'll want to wander around with it but it'll be gone. It'll be way sweet."

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"Like being porn stars, except mostly classy." He leans in closer, so he can almost feel Gerard's exhales against his face, then further down so he can press his nose against Gerard's. "And you know, educational."

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"I'd make a terrible pornstar," Gerard says, trying not to laugh at the thought, because he tries to picture it and it just doesn't work. He leans forward instead, head tilting to catch Frank's lips, and he thinks in a brief flash that yeah, he'd make a terrible pornstar, but Frank would probably be a good one.

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He licks a little bit at Gerard's lips when they pull away and smiles. "You'd be a fucking amazing pornstar. I'd so watch you." And oh, there's another idea, video. Something else to file away to be brought out at a later date.

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"Yeah, you and no one else," Gerard says, rolling his eyes. Or, well, Pete probably would too, but it's kind of a creepy thought so he pushes it away. And then he sees the gleam in Frank's eye, and he knows Frank well enough to translate and-- "Where would we get a video camera, dude? Seriously."

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"Not true, man, I can't think of anyone who wouldn't want to look at your pretty self." He kisses Gerard's cheek, then mouths a little bit as his cheekbone while he thinks. "I'm sure Pete has one. Or we could buy one. I'd consider a porn-camera a good investment."

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"I am not getting any more sex stuff from Pete," Gerard says firmly, because his 'going away' present was bad enough (even if it did come in handy) and he really doesn't want to put up with more leering. "But maybe if we find someplace that sells them, like, I don't know, a WalMart or some shit..." He's contemplating it, trying to ignore the embarrassment factor (because he doesn't like seeing himself naked).

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((Also, good night ♥))