Ray didn't ever lie to his band. Not telling them he was a werewolf technically wasn't a lie. Besides, having a werewolf in a rock band is hardly a big deal.

Frank is a spoiled kid who's pissed about his dog dying, even if she was a football, and Gerard's quite possibly the best 16th birthday present in the history of ever.

Part I of the Atypical Anatomy universe. Futurefic Sci-Fi First Time Boarding School fic, oh my.

Mikey's head whips around to face him abruptly, looking confused. "I'm petting it? This isn't, like. It's one of your arms, isn't it?" Because while he's pretty sure he wouldn't mind accidentally petting Gerard's dick, considering the kind of dreams he's been having lately.

"Once Gerard takes up reading fantasy novels out loud in his bunk, there is no longer quiet on the bus. Ever. But the thing is, he gets really into it. He starts doing different character voices and makes it dramatic, and the others have just started to go with it. Ray kind of likes listening to it, because it gets him in a creative mood, Bob listens to it to take a break, and Frank is running around anyway."

sex pollen! PWP

He's not sure what he expected to find Gerard doing in his dorm room. “Prancing around in a dress” had never even begun to cross his mind.

Seven months after Gerard gets clean and Bob joins the band (those two events remain intrinsically entwined in Brian's head) Brian hooks up with Mikey the first time.

"Gerard/Mikey, art school shenanigans (crossdressing not necessary but encouraged)"

And the thing is, he's bad at confrontations, but he knows Mikey well enough to know his next step will be to let Gerard have Ray. He also knows himself well enough to know he might take him.

Porn, pretty much.

MCR GSF chatfic!

But then, there’s always been something a little wrong with the two of them.

Fucking Marion Zimmer Bradley should come with a warning label.

‘The Way Brothers have all my favorite things--incest, prettiness, violence, wild habits, religious overtones, and unconventional family dynamics cemented by emotional bonds. All they need is guns.’

Gerard thinks all they're going to do is watch old home movies, in honor of Christmas - but there's something a bit off-kilter about one of the tapes.

"Come with me. Just for a little while," Gerard repeats, and this time, Mikey says yes. A roadtrip story.

The first time is a complete accident. Then again, a lot of good things in Mikey’s life have begun that way – accidentally – so who’s he to knock it.

It doesn’t occur to him to ask what helping would entail until Mikey gives him a sideways look. “Don’t think it’s the kind of help you should ask your brother for,” he says. “But thanks.” Gerard tries to think of something he wouldn’t help Mikey do, but there’s nothing. He’d drive a getaway car, bury a body, even give him bone marrow, and he’s seen the needles they use to get at that shit. “There’s no such thing,” he says. Mikey shrugs, picks up an ad for lipstick and starts tearing around the edge of the logo. “It’s kind of a sex thing,” he mumbles.