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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[mwestbelle.livejournal.com]

He nips just under Gerard's jawline, and realizes that they'll have a lot of explaining to do when they rejoin Pete and company, but with Gerard pressing down on top of him it doesn't matter. He knows that the pressure he's applying is starting to enter dangerous territory, but he just presses up, hips off the ground, to get as close as he can.

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Gerard presses back down into him, and he opens his eyes, looking Frank in the eye. He can't talk, can't get enough air to, and he's feeling almost like he's about to black out. At this point, he's just hoping (with the remainder of brain cells he can gather) that Frank will know when it's too much and he needs to stop.

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Frank catches the intent in Gerard's gaze, and he forces himself to uncurl his fingers. He slides one hand onto the back of Gerard's neck, and pulls him even closer to lick along the angry red marks where his fingers were. "Okay?" He whispers, just to be sure.

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Gerard nods, taking huge gasps of air as he tries to get his breath back. He tilts his head back as Frank licks his neck, and after a pause he gasps out "Thanks." His voice is a little hoarse, and he feels like he hasn't used it in an age. He shifts against Frank, restlessly.

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He presses a last kiss to Gerard's neck, and his own body buckles a little when Gerard shifts. He leaves his hand resting on Gerard's shoulder, and slides the other down to worm its way between them and palm at Gerard, grinning with half-lidded eyes. "What're you thinking?"

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"Mmm," Gerard looks thoughtful, but he's grinning himself. "I'm thinking you should keep doing that?" He leans forward, teeth scraping against Frank's neck because he knows almost exactly the kind of reaction Frank will have to it and he likes hearing him get desperate and breathy.

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Frank groans a little, eyes fluttering closed, and jerks his hips. "Hmm, glad you approve." He smiles before he squeezes, waiting for the catch in Gerard's breath.

((Going to dinner, back asap ♥ ))

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Gerard's breath hitches, and he makes a soft noise, pushing into Frank's hand. He grins at Frank's reaction before leaning down to bite down on Frank's neck where it meets his jawline, lightly.

((Alrighty! I should probably find something to eat myself...))

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Frank makes a small disgruntled sound at Gerard's bite--the lightness makes it more like a tease than anything else. He skims his short nails against Gerard's shoulder and tightens the grip of his other hand again.

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Gerard rolls his eyes, biting down harder, and he pushes into Frank's hand again. One hand comes down, trailing down Frank's side before sliding it into the waistband of his jeans. The position is a little awkward, but Gerard really can't bring himself to care.

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Frank practically purrs his appreciation, head tilting back to bump against the ground--he'll be lucky if his shirt isn't irreparably dirty after this--and wiggles his hips a little in encouragement. In case that doesn't work, he presses the heel of his hand down.

((Surreal = Listening to someone while writing porn about them.))

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Gerard's hand slides down and into Frank's jeans, stroking along his hipbone and then dipping down to cup Frank through his boxers. He's still grinning, and he licks where his teeth have just been, along Frank's jaw.

((Orly? What're you listening to?))

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"Fuck," he rolls his hips into Gerard's hand and twists his free hand through his hair, pulling Gerard's head far enough back that Frank can survey the still dark marks before leaning in to kiss him.

((TBP right now...I haven't listened to it in forever--I usually only listen if I can do the whole album in one sitting cuz I'm a nerd))

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Gerard kisses back, a little sloppy and openmouthed, hand moving with Frank's hips, and he's on some level wondering how dark the marks on his neck are and if he's going to get asked awkward questions about them when they inevitably have to go back inside.

((Nice... I was actually listening to the making of Helena for part of this, and it's doubly weird listening to them talk while writing porn about them))

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Frank mouths at Gerard's lip and makes a high, needy noise that he hopes Gerard will have the decency not to tease him about afterward. He moves his own hand a little faster--after the breathplay and biting, he's close to the edge and hopes Gerard is too, so he doesn't have to embarass himself.

((Haha, awesome))

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Gerard's noise in response is definitely close to a whimper, and he bucks hard into Frank's hand and comes, gasping. He pauses before moving his own hand faster on Frank, biting at Frank's lower lip.

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Frank mimics his gasp, inhaling sharply when Gerard bites, and it's only a few more strokes before he's coming too.

He ducks his head against Gerard's shoulder to catch his breath, then pulls back. He can't deny that his eyes glint now that he gets a good look at Gerard's neck free from the haze of sex. "Dude," he traces a finger across one of the marks, marvelling that it was the same finger that caused it. "Uh, we may need to get you a scarf or something.

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"Shit," Gerard manages, thinking of the kind of things he's going to have to put up from Pete when he sees them. "How dark are they?"

Then he looks at Frank, at his neck, and the bitemarks are obvious, dark and savage-looking. "You're probably gonna need one too." And he has to laugh, a little, at the mental image of both of them walking around, scarves pulled high over their necks.

((Hey, I'm in a drawing mood, want me to draw you anything?))

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Frank laughs too, reaching up to his own neck. A shiver runs down his spine when his finger hits a mark fresh enough that he can still feel indentation. "We can be twins, it'll be fucking sweet." He shrugs a little, scrunching his shoulders up towards his ears so he looks five. "At least they won't think I was just beating on you if I've got some battlescars of my own."

((OMG *GRABBY HANDS* Yes! Er...what do I want?! Agh, thinking on the spot! Maybe you could do Frank from this AU, with like, bloodstains? I did a cartoon Gee & Mikey today, if I can con my friend into letting me use her scanner I'll show them to you.))

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"Sounds good," And Gerard is grinning, leaning down to drop a light kiss onto Frank's lips. "Think we should get back inside and, you know, change? I'm fucking gross."

((:DDD I shall do that then. Psycho Frank, here we come. Ooh, I could color it...))

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"You sure are." Frank mimes gagging, then arches his back to get another soft kisses before using Gerard as an anchor and pulling himself into a sitting position. He eyes his critically and snickers. "Dude, your hair looks insane." Which, okay, is totally Frank's fault.

((Psycho Frank in his full bloodtastical glory FTMFW!))

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"Shut the fuck up, like you don't look rediculous right now." Gerard makes a face at him, scrunching up his nose. And as if to prove his point, his hand goes out into Frank's, ruffling it in such a way that it's sticking up in every direction. "There," he says, finally, grinning.

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"Fuck off," Frank bats at Gerard's hand and sighs when he's done, looking up as though he could see his own hair if he tilted his head back far enough. "Don't be jealous 'cause I'm so hot." He stands and, yeah, craning his neck he can see that his entire back is covered in gravel and general debris. Great.

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Gerard starts laughing at him, standing up and reaching over to brush some of the gravel and bits of roof off Frank's back. "C'mon," he says, making his way over to the window that they came up to the roof through.

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Frank follows, and the apartment seems much quieter when they return. Nate is asleep on the couch, snoring a little through his congestion but generally peaceful looking.

The rest of the gang is in the kitchen with pizza--Ryland and Alex hovering near the wall and eating slowly but guardedly, as though afraid someone will rip the slices out of their hands. Patrick is leaning against the counter and Pete is sitting on it--he's telling a story with very expansive hand gestures (his mushrooms seem in imminent danger of flying onto the wall) but he looks up when Frank and Gerard enter.

"Where did you losers get off to?" His eyes drop to Gerard's neck first and widen. "And what the fuck happened?"