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The reunion (if not of the bands, at least of the people) that we've been waiting hoping praying for? (Obligatory fandom post is obligatory XD)



OMG SQUEE!!!! And Brendon, you are ROCKING the hipster look! Ryan... Clean up a bit. Please?

Title: Surprisingly Unsurprising
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey/Ryan, Pete/Patrick and Frank/Gerard if you squint
Rating: R
Content: Incest, threesome sex, voyeurism, snowballing
Disclaimer: I don't own them, no matter how many times I wish on 11:11, and these events are, as far as I know, the work of fiction. If Google abuse brought you here, and you know and/or are those involved, please don't read.
Summary: Rather unsurprisingly, it's all Pete's fault. Written for turps33 for waysplusone .
Author's Note: Ah, last-minute fics. How I do love them so.


( Rather unsurprisingly, it's all Pete's fault. )

Title: Behind the Front
Pairing: Frank Iero/Gerard Way, Ryan Ross/Brendon Urie
Rating: PG
Warning: One instance of f-ck, a platonic kiss
Disclaimer: I don't own them, no matter how many times I wish on 11:11, and these events are, as far as I know, the work of fiction. If Google abuse brought you here, and you know and/or are those involved, please don't read.
Summary: MCR was invited to the cabin, and the two frontmen bond over being just that — fronts.
Challenge Number: picturethis_mcr 's Challenge Number 6
Author's Note: behindthec's PCCF has ruined me for vacations, because every time I see an image of a lake with a dock, even more so if sepia-toned, I'm gonna picture Panic!'s cabin. This is no exception.


( Gerard sits at the end of the dock, exhaling carcinogens into the night )

So I've had this idea for a really long Ryden, spanning from the band's formation to two years post-split. And I've had this one line running in my mind for a while now, and I wanted to get some thoughts. On just one line. Yes, I'm insane.

So:
It's not until after the door shuts behind her that he lets himself fold into a ball, wrapping his arms around himself tightly as if they can keep his heart from finally breaking.

Is it too poetic? Or does it sound just right?