Group! Sex! Fic! (sometimes without sex! \0/)
So I got an e-mail from 
zabira, informing me that she could read about bands falling into bed with each other all day long. Since I already did My Chem and I am working my way up to the Panic version, have the grab bag edition of bandom GSF stories that you should read! (Also, usually I don't bother to share these, but this wordle of my recs makes me giggle a LOT. :-D)
Fall Out Boy
we happy few by iphignia939 (NC-17)
By the time Andy gets the pillow off his face, Pete's gone and the door is wide open to the hallway.
"You know," Andy says, breathing a little hard, "there are times I really would pay money to see someone kick him in the nuts."
"Yeah," Joe says. He saves the game. "But that's always when no one's around to do it."
The Fall Out Boy Guide to Seducing Your Band by
jai (NC-17)
Argyle sweaters: check.
Big dorky glasses: check.
Kneesocks: check.
Oversized trucker hats: check.
Being underage: unfortunately, check.
A Pete to attract all the attention: check.
You’re a Good Man, Andy Hurley by missmollyetc (NC-17)
“Dude,” Pete said. He ruffled Joe’s hair, tilting the kid’s head up. “I suddenly remembered why I love you.”
“I thought it was because Joe’s mom--” Patrick began.
“Tollbooth coming up!” Andy interrupted. “Everyone whose pupils still look like the bad choices picture in an after school special, please return to the back of the van.”
after midnight by iphignia939 (NC-17)
Patrick rolled onto his back as quietly as he could and stared up at the ceiling of the van.
Except.
--except he was nineteen, goddammit, and this was the first opportunity he'd had to jerk off in *weeks*.
Cobra Starship (Supergroup - I already recced the two other Cobra GSF stories here.)
Could Almost Be A (Motherfucking) Metaphor by formerlydf (Gabe/William/Travis/Maja, AU, PG)
"It'll be so awesome, Bill, you have no idea," Gabe is saying, and really, William doesn't care.
"Shut up or I will punch your face in," he mutters. "There is no fucking way I'm going to bring a bag full of snakes onto a fucking plane."
He doesn't wait to see if Gabe will respond, just drags a pillow over his head and drifts off to sleep.
Choose Your Own Adventure! by iridescentglow (Travis/Gabe/William/Maja, R)
There's the tiniest, most uncomfortable bathroom ever. There's Gabe's dick. There's the Sharpie tattoo between Maja's legs. There's William's mouth, lips parted, dirtier than a string of swearwords even when he's not saying anything. And definitely Gabe's dick. Gabe's dick should get a whole separate credit in this warped celluloid of reality that they've created.
So yeah. There are these snakes. And this plane. Travis doesn't really get the fan craze; he doesn't buy the hype. But he knows that the four of them, together, is pretty phenomenal.
The Used
number one on my list of things to do by swear-jar (R)
Bert spins around and kisses Jepha again.
Jepha raises an eyebrow.
"For luck. I figure it's like rubbing a bald guy's head or Buddha's tummy,” Bert says.
The Academy Is ...
Two boots and a spur on. by modillian (NC-17)
Chiz's saying, "Yeah? Well your face is so ugly you scared away a pack of bears. Hey Mike."
"Bears don't come in packs," Mike replies.
"Sure they do, what else would you call a group of bears?"
"But bears don't like, travel in packs. I think they're solitary?"
"So is a pack of bears called something special, like a gaggle of geese?"
Today was more confusing than normal. "No?"
The Cab
number forty-seven said to number three by thingsyoumissed (Singer/Marshall/Johnson/Cash/Ian, PG-13)
"There will be no Duke Ellington song title jokes," Marshall says sternly. Cash just rolls his eyes and licks his hand, and Marshall drops it before Cash can start trying to suck on his fingers, and flips him off. Then he wipes his hand on his jeans. Cash smirks at him.
Johnson holds up Aloha From Hawaii and Marshall chokes. "Johnson, pick something that isn't Elvis or you're not getting laid for a week. I'll institute a ban. And I'll make sure everyone follows it. Even Cash." Cash looks confused at this. "What?" Marshall asks. "You're a slut."
All American Rejects
Birthday Shenanigans by eleanor_lavish (NC-17)
On Tyson’s birthday, he wakes up to sex from Nick Wheeler, breakfast from Sonic, more sex and then a short nap. It’s a pretty fucking nice day. What he does not get is a phone call from the boys in Oklahoma, wishing him a happy birthday.
[What Tyson also does not know is that the reason is that they are at thirty thousand feet, currently descending into the closest airport. Chris sends a present ahead, with a note addressed to Nick. "Keep him busy" the note says, and Nick laughs.
It’s handcuffs.]
You can come and talk to me at Dreamwidth too!
zabira, informing me that she could read about bands falling into bed with each other all day long. Since I already did My Chem and I am working my way up to the Panic version, have the grab bag edition of bandom GSF stories that you should read! (Also, usually I don't bother to share these, but this wordle of my recs makes me giggle a LOT. :-D)
Fall Out Boy
we happy few by iphignia939 (NC-17)
By the time Andy gets the pillow off his face, Pete's gone and the door is wide open to the hallway.
"You know," Andy says, breathing a little hard, "there are times I really would pay money to see someone kick him in the nuts."
"Yeah," Joe says. He saves the game. "But that's always when no one's around to do it."
The Fall Out Boy Guide to Seducing Your Band by
jai (NC-17)
Argyle sweaters: check.
Big dorky glasses: check.
Kneesocks: check.
Oversized trucker hats: check.
Being underage: unfortunately, check.
A Pete to attract all the attention: check.
You’re a Good Man, Andy Hurley by missmollyetc (NC-17)
“Dude,” Pete said. He ruffled Joe’s hair, tilting the kid’s head up. “I suddenly remembered why I love you.”
“I thought it was because Joe’s mom--” Patrick began.
“Tollbooth coming up!” Andy interrupted. “Everyone whose pupils still look like the bad choices picture in an after school special, please return to the back of the van.”
after midnight by iphignia939 (NC-17)
Patrick rolled onto his back as quietly as he could and stared up at the ceiling of the van.
Except.
--except he was nineteen, goddammit, and this was the first opportunity he'd had to jerk off in *weeks*.
Cobra Starship (Supergroup - I already recced the two other Cobra GSF stories here.)
Could Almost Be A (Motherfucking) Metaphor by formerlydf (Gabe/William/Travis/Maja, AU, PG)
"It'll be so awesome, Bill, you have no idea," Gabe is saying, and really, William doesn't care.
"Shut up or I will punch your face in," he mutters. "There is no fucking way I'm going to bring a bag full of snakes onto a fucking plane."
He doesn't wait to see if Gabe will respond, just drags a pillow over his head and drifts off to sleep.
Choose Your Own Adventure! by iridescentglow (Travis/Gabe/William/Maja, R)
There's the tiniest, most uncomfortable bathroom ever. There's Gabe's dick. There's the Sharpie tattoo between Maja's legs. There's William's mouth, lips parted, dirtier than a string of swearwords even when he's not saying anything. And definitely Gabe's dick. Gabe's dick should get a whole separate credit in this warped celluloid of reality that they've created.
So yeah. There are these snakes. And this plane. Travis doesn't really get the fan craze; he doesn't buy the hype. But he knows that the four of them, together, is pretty phenomenal.
The Used
number one on my list of things to do by swear-jar (R)
Bert spins around and kisses Jepha again.
Jepha raises an eyebrow.
"For luck. I figure it's like rubbing a bald guy's head or Buddha's tummy,” Bert says.
The Academy Is ...
Two boots and a spur on. by modillian (NC-17)
Chiz's saying, "Yeah? Well your face is so ugly you scared away a pack of bears. Hey Mike."
"Bears don't come in packs," Mike replies.
"Sure they do, what else would you call a group of bears?"
"But bears don't like, travel in packs. I think they're solitary?"
"So is a pack of bears called something special, like a gaggle of geese?"
Today was more confusing than normal. "No?"
The Cab
number forty-seven said to number three by thingsyoumissed (Singer/Marshall/Johnson/Cash/Ian, PG-13)
"There will be no Duke Ellington song title jokes," Marshall says sternly. Cash just rolls his eyes and licks his hand, and Marshall drops it before Cash can start trying to suck on his fingers, and flips him off. Then he wipes his hand on his jeans. Cash smirks at him.
Johnson holds up Aloha From Hawaii and Marshall chokes. "Johnson, pick something that isn't Elvis or you're not getting laid for a week. I'll institute a ban. And I'll make sure everyone follows it. Even Cash." Cash looks confused at this. "What?" Marshall asks. "You're a slut."
All American Rejects
Birthday Shenanigans by eleanor_lavish (NC-17)
On Tyson’s birthday, he wakes up to sex from Nick Wheeler, breakfast from Sonic, more sex and then a short nap. It’s a pretty fucking nice day. What he does not get is a phone call from the boys in Oklahoma, wishing him a happy birthday.
[What Tyson also does not know is that the reason is that they are at thirty thousand feet, currently descending into the closest airport. Chris sends a present ahead, with a note addressed to Nick. "Keep him busy" the note says, and Nick laughs.
It’s handcuffs.]
You can come and talk to me at Dreamwidth too!