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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[thelemic.livejournal.com]

Brian gives Gerard one more squeeze before he's grabbing his coat and rushing out the door, calling "I'm coming, I'm coming!" Gerard looks to Frank, biting his lip. "So," he says, "Should we get our stuff?"

((I would be a terrible Ryan, though. I'm not monotone enough at all. And I am in full support of doing them together =D (DUDE NO I AM TERRIBLE AT WRITING THINGS ON MY OWN)(AND I'M PRETTY SURE MY REACTION TO FRANK CUTTING BRENT INTO LITTLE BITS BEING *WANT* CLASSIFIES AS CREEPY, TBH.)))

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Frank nods, and it's a little slow because Brian is gone and they're actually doing this. It doesn't take long for him to shove his knives back into his duffel, and Gerard really doesn't have much more than he does--though he's also taking care of the food. "You set?"

((Yay! I'm going to bed now, but MORE LATER. (I never said you WEREN'T creepy, but if some mysterious third party decided to look and go "hmm, lets see which one of these girls is creepier" I don't think any fingers are going to immediately point at you \o/)))

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Gerard pushes down the clothes at the top of his duffel and turns back to Frank. "Yeah, I think." He looks around, checking to see if he's left anything, but he's not expecting to find much. They're lucky if they have three shirts apiece to their name, any more. "C'mon."

((=D (and okay, so you might win the creepy award. Maaaybe. Oh well. It's the Pete-esque factor, isn't it?)))

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Outside, Frank can't contain a small trill of delight. The car isn't much, an fairly recent Impala, but it's far from the junker he was worried about. He pets at the hood a little, generally gleeful because it's a car and it's theirs, before looking over at Gerard. "Who drives first?"

((Watch for when I lose my ability to capitalize/spell...you'll know the creep is increasing))

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"You probably should," Gerard says, opening up the trunk to toss his bag in. It's empty, mostly, except for some scattered papers and a bottle of wiper fluid. "At least until we get to someplace with less people." He's got a good disguise, he knows that, but it doesn't hurt to be cautious.

((oic. also, feeling any better?))

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Frank nods and chucks his bag in next to Gerard's. Heading back to the driver's seat, he sees the keys are still in the ignition. He turns it on before he even shuts his door, and grins at the sound of the engine. "God, Gee, Mikey is the fucking greatest, seriously."

((Yeah...I had some Cheerios & Midol and I'm shipshape again :D AIM? Or are you too busy?))

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know," Gerard says, grinning as he slides into the passenger seat. "I wish I could thank him in person." He tries not to think about how little chance there is that he can talk to Mikey again. It'll work out. We can do something.

((Eeexcellent. And no, I had a snow day so I actually am not doing anything except moodtheme-ing. Give me a sec and I'll be on <3))

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Frank reaches over to squeeze Gerard's knee before bringing his attention back to the wheel and shifting to drive. "It'll happen. We'll find a way to make it happen." Pulling away from the curb, he gives a little bounce in his seat and turns a random direction off Brian's street. "So, what way do you want to head?

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"Hmm..." Gerard takes a moment to consider it. He doesn't know cardinal directions past looking at them on a map (they might be going north?), and he doesn't know where would be safest. "West?"

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"Cool." Frank goes through a few more intersections before changing direction. He leans back in the seat and glances over at Gerard. "It's a real road trip now, huh? Do we get to fight over the radio?"

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"If you want," Gerard says, switching it on and fiddling with the dials until he finally figures out how it works. He flips through the stations until finally settling on one--it's a pretty generic college rock station but there's nothing else to be had. "Do we get to fight now?" He grins.

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"Um, sure." Frank flips on the turn signal and then scrunches his face up in a scowl. "Gerard, what the hell is this shit? How can you listen to this? I'm going to dump you out at the next rest stop if you don't put something decent on."

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Gerard starts giggling. "It feels more like a roadtrip now," he says, grinning. "There's nothing else on anyway, unless you feel like listening to country."

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"Ugh, no. This is fine." Frank follows the signs onto the interstate and smiles while they accelerate. "This is so much better than a bus, man."

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"God, I know," Gerard says, leaning back against his seat. "We don't have to worry about people staring, we can stop whenever and wherever we want... hey." He looks over at Frank, who's concentrating on the signs for the moment. "Are we going to sleep in the car or actually stop places?"

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"That depends, I guess." Frank changes lanes, making a face at an SUV who is less than willing to make room for him, then looks back to Gerard, utilizing his most lecherous eyebrow gestures. "Would you be willing to have sex in the car?"

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Gerard looks contemplative for a moment, glancing into the backseat to see how much room there is. "I'm pretty sure we could both fit," he says, after a pause.

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Frank looks over his should and nods. "We're pretty compact." He turns his attention back to the road, and grins. "So, I guess we just travel as far as we can. We can stop at a hotel if we're in the area, but we can do whatever."

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"We could sleep at truck stops or parks or something," Gerard suggests, looking thoughtful. He's not entirely sure if he can ever get used to literally living on the road, but as he looks out the window, watching the trees go by, he thinks he might.