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Thecab. Mcr. Kink. Gen. Hayley/charlottesometimes. Patrick/Keira. Pete/ashlee/ryan. Sleepingcities. Pete/brendon/ryan. Spencer/VickyT. Gonnafeelgood: fic: you'd be forced to face yourself (Frank/Gerard/Jamia, R) You’d be forced to face yourselfbandom, R, Frank/Gerard/Jamia, ~3200 words.Written for withoutmaps because we both have boundary issues and a kink for threesomes. Title drawn from a line in The Dresden Dolls’ “Modern Moonlight” which shaped the backbone of the story: “stripped of your equipment you'll be forced to face yourself…”.

Oh, and not insubstantially inspired by this photo from Projekt Gaymolution, but not really set during PR. I swear to god, I don't normally do POV-switches, but it REALLY works best for this fic. Thanks to bunnymcfoo for the beta. 14valentines. . ( Gerard and Frank pretend better than she does, pretending because they don’t know or can’t see it or some fucking thing. ) [Frank] "FUCK, Frank. " Jamia's voice is breathless in his ear as she pulls him into a corner backstage seconds after he steps off. Frank feels the air shift as Jamia's lips press roughly against his, her breathing rough and jagged as if they've been fucking for hours. “Huh?” "God. "Shhhh," she hisses. Schuyler: fic: Irrational (Frank/Brendon, Frank/Brendon/Jon) IrrationalFrank/Brendon, Frank/Brendon/JonNC-17Notes: This is my These Teen Hearts exchange story, written for my beloved marigolde.

*snugs* If the sex scene is not to your liking, I can try again. Thanks to Toby, El, Fi and Hetrez, to whom I bitched endlessly about this thing.Disclaimer: Clearly, I don't own these boys. Pete does. It was supposed to be a one-time thing. Pete threw him a birthday party, and Patrick and Gerard had disappeared. They did that now, either going off by themselves or staying in a corner, leaned close and talking.

It just meant that now Frank was standing at his birthday party, momentarily alone among the crowd. Pete had invited everyone he’d ever met, in true Pete-style, and half of Panic had shown up, Brendon and Spencer (the interesting half, if you asked Frank). Brendon had welcomed his chance to hang with the birthday boy, followed Frank when he’d gone out to sit by the pool, and met him halfway when Frank leaned in to kiss him. “Yeah.” “Driving home!” Bangersnmash: fic: Where You'll Find Me, Where We'll Shine (Frank/Jon)

Title: Where You'll Find Me, Where We'll Shine Author: air_crash Fandom: My Chemical Romance/Panic! At The Disco Rating: R Pairing: Frank Iero/Jon Walker Status: Completed Notably: Frank feels everything at once; the smell of the grass beneath him and the bright stars in the sky above him and Jon's eyes holding him in the heated, electric moment of just-before. Author's Notes: This is set on the fantasy tour that never was, featuring My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and The Academy Is. Viveleroi for the beta. Frank wakes up on the second day of the tour in a haze, feeling dirty and bruised. His eyes focus; it's a polaroid of him sleeping, soaked with sweat and sprawled inelegantly in his bunk. Frank swings his legs off the side of the bunk and drops down. He squints a bit at the glare of the sun and looks around, annoyed. "Hey," Frank says, and Gerard turns around, "is the air conditioner broken?

" "Yeah," Gerard says, walking over to Frank. "Hey, how are you? " Sathinks's website: one safe bet: fanfiction » bandom. Journaltypos: fic: i need you right now (Ryan/Kanye) Mrshcaulfield: fic: But I Never Asked (Frank/Bob) Title: But I Never AskedAuthor: mrshcaulfieldPairing: Frank/BobRating: PGPOV: 3rdSummary: Bob won't tell Frank how he feels about him.Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot.Authors' Notes: Bleh, another fic that I started a long time ago, have just found and finished. It's angsty, it's short, but I like it.Dedications: 67 for beta-ing, icantfixit because ily, and revengeandpiety because you own everything that is Sika. Also to schnikes13. :) But I Never Asked "Are you okay?

" Frank's voice is laced with static and something not-quite concern, and it makes Bob smile because he knows Frank's not listening. "I'm fine. " The silence on the other end, buried beneath Frank's words, is deafening. "Do you believe in soulmates? " "Life just goes on, I guess," but Bob isn't quite sure he remembers how. Bob loves Frank's smile the most - not the one he'll give for fans or show off for interviews, but the ones he tries to hide. He'll turn his head or press his knuckles to his lips. Maybe more. "Frank?

" Mazily: [If you want to see and be seen, then be seen] (Spencer/Bob) [And therefore built forever]MCR/P! @tD. Gerard, Spencer/Bob, some nebulous time in the future. R. 1,270 words, give or take a hyphenate. Not real, never happened, don't google yourself. I was only showing Harry my grindylow. "The city is builtTo music, therefore never built at all,And therefore built forever. " Tympani and cymbals fade to muted brushes on a snare drum, a syncopated jazz-conga fusion that crawls under Gerard's skin and settles, stays, grounds him like pressing his fingers to the purple-green bruise on his shin where he bumped it on the edge of the bunk.

The bus rumbles on. There's laughter coming from Bob's bunk: two voices, low and lazy. A moan, a slapping sound, and, "Shhh," Spencer says, "shhh. " "'S'okay," Bob says. "Yeah, okay. " "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain," Bob says, and Spencer laughs. Gerard closes his eyes, holds his hands over his ears, but he can't stop picturing them in his mind. Licks his lips. "Fuck," Bob says, "don't you fucking. " *fin.

Tabby_and_iris: Morning Coffee (Jon/Cassie/Spencer, adult) Morning Coffee Fits immediately after Three's Company in the Epic 'verse. Written for the Bandom More Is More Meme. Adult, ~1100 words. Pure porn here, people. And completely fictional. Enjoy. When Jon wakes up, Cassie is still curled against him, but Spencer is gone. Gone for coffee. Okay, yeah. "He didn't run. "Mm. " She relaxes against him, going boneless, and he knows she's drifting back into an in-between state, not quite ready to be completely awake. "Mm-morning. " JOn drops his head so that his mouth can rest on the curve of her neck, and one hand reaches around to cup a breast and tease a hardening nipple. "How do you want me? " She tries to turn, but Jon doesn't let her.

Spencer is trying to be quiet when he returns - if Jon weren't waiting for it, listening for it, he'd never have heard the click of the apartment door opening and closing. "Fuck. " Spencer stays still, by the door, and Jon sees his Adam's apple bob before he comes in and closes the door, sets the coffees down. "Yes. " Pre_emptive: fic: Sixteen miles to the promised land (Bob/Gerard/Lyn-Z) Mixtapestar: fic: You're Waiting for a Stranger (1/3) Title: You're Waiting for a StrangerFandom: InceptionPairing: Arthur/EamesRating: NC-17Warnings: Some kink, specifically rimming (highlight to read).Word Count: 17kSummary: College AU. Arthur's plans for his life are very detailed and predictable, just the way he likes it... until Eames comes along.Notes: This is a multi-platform fic, which means there are Twitter accounts involved. I recommend that you wait 'til the end if you want to check them out, though, because there will be spoilers if you jump the gun.

Also, huge thanks to reinventweather, who helped with beta work and Twitter accounts and handholding and deserves more than just this thank-you note "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans. " -- John Lennon "You can't spare an hour to come to the mall with your friends? " "I don't need anything from the mall," Arthur responds, dismissive.

She levels him with a measuring look, and he pulls out his planner, predicting her next question. "Yes. " Arthur sighs. Jadziadrgnrdr: fic: Chemoreception (Or 4 Love Lives Brent Wilson Never Had and 1 He Did) (Brent/Ryan, Brent/Spencer, Brent/Brendon, Brent/Jon, Brent/Tom) Title: Chemoreception (Or 4 Love Lives Brent Wilson Never Had and 1 He Did)Beta: jadziadrgnrdr Pairings: Brent/Ryan, Brent/Spencer, Brent/Brendon, Brent/Jon, Brent/Tom Rating: PG-13Word Count: 3,030 Warning/Disclaimer/AN: If you googled yourself, please don't comment.

I made this up. Also, as you can see from the pairings list, Brent haters should not read this. i) Cinnamon Brent meets Ryan when he’s 15. It’s a rocky start with Ryan’s blunt edges and Brent’s lack of history. Brent learns to navigate Ryan’s rough edges with Spencer’s patient help. When Ryan smiles (rarely) its like a red razor slicing through muscle and bone.

Ryan and Spencer have this band. In the summer, one afternoon, Brent forgets himself: they had been walking around, talking idly. Brent regained his footing, kept kissing. They pulled away after a while, Ryan looking vaguely guilty. They start playing a video game but Brent kisses him again and Ryan lets it happen. Brent can tell Spencer is humoring Brendon. Ii) Mint. Opensound: fic: Mix Tape (Gerard/Ray) (16/16) Title: Mix Tape [ 16 / 16 ]Author: opensoundRating: soft R - language.Summary: A rather long piece tracking Ray & Gerard's relationship, from their meeting in high school to the present, with each chapter loosely tied to a song on a hypothetical mix tape. This chapter is just wrapping up the final things, & bringing it full circle. Woo. So... it's finally over. And I'd like to thank everyone, again, for all their kind words; the amount of feedback on this has just stunned me.

There have been people reading this since day one, and they've stayed with it, constantly encouraging me - I don't know how I would have ever finished this without that. This has become bigger than I ever expected, & I'm so glad that people are still enjoying this. This chapter is based around the song Sheila Take a Bow by the Smiths.

One // two // three // four // five // six // seven // eight // nine // ten // eleven // twelve // thirteen // fourteen // fifteen Ray laughs, shaking his head. "Yeah, I guess. " "Hey? " Windsor: This is just a beautiful picture. ©.You.