Bob Bryar is a man of mystery, even Frank says so. What if there was a reason for his reticence?

AU. Ray Toro is a girl, Rae, but MCR is still just MCR.

In which Bob Bryar gets a real job, grows up a little, puts the drums aside, becomes a touring sound engineer, drinks too much, repeatedly goes against his better judgment, hooks up with Jepha, gets sucked in by the earnestness of My Chem's message, is dumped by Jepha, joins MCR, develops an inconvenient crush on Brian Schechter, nearly dies, and says something he's been meaning to say for awhile.

Sequel to Straight Up Chicago Style. : Six fucking a.m. in Chicago in October, and Gabe can’t believe he’d forgotten how much he missed this.

"What do you want for your birthday, Mr Smith?" "The Mona Lisa." "What...like the painting?" Nobody ever says no to Spencer. Even when he wants something crazy like The Mona Lisa. He collects a group of ten con artists, thieves and rogue government workers to pull off the biggest art heist in history. If it fails...well, Spencer doesn't think about things like that.

Wherein Bob does a good deed and is punished. Pete Wentz is now in his life, and with Pete come a myriad of things Bob had seen in that monster movie marathon last month (up to and sometimes including Patrick Stump, Joe Trohman, Andy Hurley, and Matt Cortez). And Brian still refuses to pay Bob what he’s worth. He wants top shelf, damn it, especially if he has to deal with Pete Wentz for the foreseeable future and deal with the pets of gods sprouting prophesies about something that should have been a myth. Then, just to make matters worse, Bob meets Frank Iero and his Gang of Incompetent Misfits. Sometimes Bob thinks he would have preferred to have been eaten in that alley. “Vampires exist. Werewolves, demons, shapeshifters, zombies, every terrifying monster you ever feared was hiding under your bed is real, and a lot of them want to eat you for dinner.” “Some of them even live under your bed!” Joe adds helpfully. "Just for the added convenience."

Bob is a good personal assistant (the best) and he definitely knows better than to fall in love with his boss. But when your boss is the goth-pop comic master of our time, Gerard Way, there's more to the job than keeping a datebook. There are appearances to shepherd him to, showers to make him take, and deadlines to remind him to meet. And, really, he's so earnest, it's not that surprising that a crush might develop. Just at tiny one.

In which Bob Bryar’s Operation: Ease Brian Into A Relationship Without Him Noticing almost turns into a 5-year plan. Or, Brian Schechter, Super Manager is an oblivious failboat in his personal life.

She’s in London when her friends decided to be idiots. Specifically she’s in London, in this bar she doesn’t really want to be in, sitting with a group of people she doesn’t really know, listening to this brunette – Lily, Spencer vaguely remembers her introducing herself as – drunkenly explaining her theory of whatever between tongue-raping the guy her friend came with, when instead of calling Brent, her best friends contact her. Or the Model!fic where Spencer gets kicked out of Panic! and instead of going home to lick her wounds, she stays in London, grows a foot or two and becomes an haute couture model. Includes Valentino and Giancarlo Giammetti, Karl Lagerfeld, various models, fashion people, Bob being awesome, and Spencer and Ryan redefining how to be SpencerandRyan.

One night, on a whim, Gerard sends an email to Top Gear asking if he can be a guest on their show. After one week, a dozen more emails and a three-way phone call with Richard Hammond and Pete Wentz, he's invented a new motorsport instead. This fic covers the events of the First Annual Cross Country Tour Bus Race, including Pete Wentz getting kicked off his own bus, Panic and the Veins swapping members four times, and ending with a concert where the winner plays the final set and the band in last place plays a song in the nude.

When Spencer is born, he gets his dad’s blue eyes, his mom’s auburn hair and his great, great, great grandparents’ lycanthropy. A story about Spencer's life growing up as a werewolf, meeting his mate and being confused as to why one of his band mates smells so fucking good all the time.

The therapists said I was depressed. I was too exhausted to fight them on the diagnoses. That was what our little road-trip was about. Trying to find my Guide before I ended up in the New Jersey Center for Disturbed Sentinels. In reality, finding my guide didn't really matter to me anymore. All I wanted was to make sure Gerard found his Guide before her turned back to the drugs.

Sometimes something messy, but really great, can start with a shower. Maybe they all deserved something a little messy after the year they'd had. Scrapping an album, losing a drummer, embracing art as the weapon, and all of them going back on tour and loving it again probably didn't hurt either-starting back on the world tour in Japan and the excitement of it could also be to blame. But really, it was all Frank's fault.

Fill for cockbertbigbang. After a one off meeting at an award show after party, that leaves Adam with a crush on Gerard Way, Adam says yes to opening for My Chemical Romance on a tour of the USA. He’ll be on tour with his crush, his lovesick best friend and his annoying little brother. What could go wrong? And more importantly, what could go right? Is love on the cards for Adam?

Gerard lives a simple life in district twelve, working his his parents' bakery and taking care of his brother Mikey. He's happy enough until the day Mikey's name is drawn in the Reaping and everything changes forever. A Hunger Games fusion.

It turns out fighting zombies in another world is a lot like being on tour. But this tour is affecting them in ways they never expected, and even Brian isn't immune. But together, they might just be able to get home before The Black Parade comes for My Chemical Romance.