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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He pulls back a little, and now he's definitely gone past wet noodle and charged straight on to teenage girl on Prom night, but he still directs his eyes in the general vicinity of Gerard's shoulder and mutters, "I care."

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"Frank," Gerard says, and tries not to feel like a pressuring boyfriend, "you'll be fine. Don't worry about it." His hand comes up from Frank's hips to squeeze his shoulder reassuringly, and he's hoping that Frank isn't going to freak out, because he's about ready to start begging for it.

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Frank looks at Gerard's earnest expression for about ten seconds before snickering helplessly. Gerard looks horribly affronted and Frank grabs his elbow to keep him from trying to scoot away. "No, man, seriously. I just...I never thought I'd have someone talking me into fucking."

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Gerard shrugs and grins, before asking, "Is it working?" He's trying not to be pushy, he really is, but he's only got so much patience. "Please?" he manages, finally, because unless Frank's going to decide he doesn't want to (and Gerard doubts that that's going to happen) he wants him to just get on with it.

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Frank presses his face into the soft/slick of Gerard's neck and smiles against his skin. "Yeah, I think so." He kisses and sucks a little at the curve where his shoulder starts, and brings his hand back down to Gerard's hip, thumb stroking and teasing a little at the crease.

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"Good," Gerard says, and his voice is a little shaky, neck tilting to the side to give Frank more access to it. His hand at Frank's hip loosens the towel, a little, fingers dipping underneath just slightly, a tease.

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Frank makes a muffled sound of encouragement, moving his hips towards Gerard, but unwilling to detach himself enough to speak. The blood is definitely coming to the surface of Gerard's skin, and he pulls off to lap at the mark--he's not sure if he's far enough down that it won't be visible with a T-shirt, but he doesn't care.

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Gerard takes the sound as an invitation, and slides Frank's towel down further, not off but definitely on its way. His fingers dip further down, stroking along Frank's hipbone, and he'd like to pretend he isn't painfully hard with Frank on top of him like this, but it's not really working.

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Frank shifts his hips, trying to get rid of the stupid towels, and his thigh brushes against Gerard, and...yeah, he's definitely over the whole towel deal. He makes a soft, desperate sound before pulling back and moving his hips more deliberately, loving and hating the feel of cheap terrycloth over heated flesh.

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And Gerard gets the idea and pulls Frank's towel off as best as he can, tossing it on the floor beside the bed. His own is a little trapped, but his hand goes to his hip to try to yank it off. Finally, he looks up at Frank, frustrated. "Help?" he manages, and he just wants to be skin-to-skin already.

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Frank grins and lifts himself up enough that he can help yank Gerard's towel off--the action is enough like unwrapping that he'd like to make a snarky comment, but right now, he's just hard and desperate and not in the mood for jokes, and this whole "fucking Gerard" concept should be happening yesterday.

He gropes around the bedcovers for the Pete-gifted lube (which is actually kind of creepy if you think about it, which he's not going to), swearing in exasperation when he gets nothing but handfuls of sheets.

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Gerard twists around a little, too, looking for it, because has Frank seriously lost the stuff? But then finally Frank digs it out from where it's fallen between the headboard and the mattress, and he feels a little relieved. "Okay, come on," he says, desperate, now that Frank has it in his hand.

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"Yeah, okay." Honestly, Frank feels kind of stupid dripping lube over his fingers and sliding down to fit himself between Gerard's thighs. But any awkwardness disappears at the look on Gerard's face when he slides in a first finger--it's like a hot pulse going through him.

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Gerard has his eyes closed, biting his bottom lip, and he's trying to remember why the hell he and Frank haven't done this before. He pushes back against Frank, against his finger. "More," he says, a little breathless, and he really doesn't care if he sounds demanding at this point.

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He adds another finger, then another, moving slow and curling just a little. His other hand moves restlessly up and down his own thigh. "Gee, are you...can I?" He's definitely lost the ability to form complete sentences at this point--having to watch and feel his fingers sliding in and out and seeing Gerard's expression is making him so hard he aches.

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Gerard lets out a breathless curse as Frank's fingers shift inside of him, and he nods shakily. "Yeah, fuck, do it. I... please," and if Frank doesn't get on with it he feels like he's going to die.

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Frank looks away from Gerard when he puts on the condom and more lube, because after all this, he'd really like to last more than thirty seconds. He braces his hand just above Gerard's shoulder and uses the other to help support Gerard's hips up when he lines himself up and starts the slow drag in with a shaky gasp.

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Gerard tries to take deep breaths as Frank pushes in, and his body feels like it's on fire, sensory overload, and Frank hasn't even started moving yet. It's still a little uncomfortable (he hasn't done this in at least a year, if not longer) but he shifts forward a little anyways, breathless.

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Frank's maybe holding his breath a little bit (and he thought Gerard was the once with an asphyxiation kink), trying to go as slowly as he can, but when Gerard shifts towards him, his own hips jerk in response. It feels amazing, but he swears quietly, moving his hand to cup Gerard's cheek, thumb almost hitting the corner of his mouth. "Shit, sorry, you okay?"

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Gerard forces himself to open his eyes, glazed with helpless lust. "Fine," he gasps out, shifting forward again, just a little, "Just... move." Going slow can be saved for the next time, he thinks, and they've got all night.

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Frank grins, and obeys. He was totally planning to be mature and in control, but with Gerard gorgeous, hot, tight, just everywhere, all around him, his self-control is definitely at a low point. He snaps his hips, savoring fit of their bracketed thighs and the sweat-slick skin under his fingers.

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Gerard lets out a low groan, hips moving with Frank's, and he pulls Frank down for a messy kiss, gasping into his mouth as Frank thrusts. Some part of his mind silently apologises to anyone in the neighboring rooms because he's not quiet and getting louder, but then Frank thrusts in again and he loses the ability to think properly entirely.

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The sounds Gerard makes kind of make Frank's life and he has a sudden seething hatred for all the years they knew each other and he never got to hear them. Mostly though, they just inspire him to get Gerard to make the noises again--after a few serious thrusts, he has the presence of mind to work his hand down to thumb teasingly at Gerard.

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"Oh fuck," Gerard manages shakily, voice breaking on a moan. "Fuck, come on," because there's only so much teasing he can stand and it's just too much. He wants to memorize the look of Frank above him, flushed and sweaty, hair clinging to his face and just generally gorgeous.

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Frank laughs shortly, a breathless bark, but he complies, wrapping a hand around him and taking care to drag his thumb along the underside. He loves the desperate wanting sounds Gerard makes, but he definitely knows the feeling and isn't going to leave his boyfriend (?) hanging.