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[turps]

Why did I go to bed last night?!

I've just glanced at my flist and it's full of squee and icons and screen caps and I can't wait to jump in and enjoy but had to come here and squee first.

Their look, their sound, their everything.

I love this band so much!

Now I need all the icons in the world!

ETA: I need fic with someone leaning against the trans am, Mikey on his knees in the dirt in front of them, their hands tangled tightly in his messy amazing hair as he blows them. Need it so badly!

ETA2: gala_apples has written me comment fic here

All I can say is, UNF!

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[turps33.livejournal.com]

This is one of the many times I wish I had actual artistic talent because I can see that so clearly. Especially Frank sitting on the bonnet, battered boots hooked behind Mikey's back, Mikey's raygun and thigh holster being pushed back at an awkward angle and Frank's hair looking so sleek as opposed to Mikey's which is a tangled mess.

They'd keep kissing and Frank would end up lying down, which must really hurt his back but neither of them stop, he just keeps hold of Mikey's hair, kissing so hard and messy that there's a spit trail running through the dirt over his jawline, trying to grind up against Mikey who's totally in control of this situation and is getting off on the way Frank is so desperate for contact.

Meanwhile, Gerard is tugging at Ray's pants, just enough to get access to his dick because the last thing they need is to be caught with pants around their ankles and Ray's biting back a groan when Gerard just swallows him down, and also reaches out so he can wrap his hand around one of Mikey's ankles, both for wanting him and Frank to be involved even in the most faint of ways, but also so Ray's sure that he's safe and close by.

There could so be tentacle porn! Wavering shiny metallic tentacles, cold against warm skin, wrapping around bodies and pulling them close!

[gala-apples.livejournal.com]

MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE.

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