#pairing:bob/ray

[mychemfanfics]

A bafflingly long-winded, cosy domestic world of fluff! In this universe, MCR never existed. Gerard threw himself into art instead of music after 9/11, Frank owns an indie record label, and Ray is a studio musician.

Absence Sort of Does Make the Heart: Set in 2003 and 2004. Bob goes up to Jersey in the gap between tours to check out the scene. And also to check out this guy he met…

Worth It: “When I moved from my first apartment into the last one, I still had unpacked boxes lying around for a year afterwards. And I didn’t have anybody staying around to help me unpack.” (When your choice of free labor at short notice consists of high school kids, scene guys who may or may not have sucked you off at a recent party, or Gerard Way, that’s understandable, thinks Bob.)

Conclusions: “Smokes,” Mikey reads aloud. “Likes dogs in case ever get one. Likes rock music. Likes loud rock music. Is interesting. Does not hog bathroom.” He looks at Frank over the top of his glasses. “Dude, it’s like you’re meant to be.”

[mychemfanfics]

Regressed: In which Bob turns into a three-year-old and Mikey loses his shit.

Misplaced: Mikey turns into a cat.

Sided: Two Gerards are always better than one.

Displaced: Body-swap

Transformed: Ray turns into a girl.

Plastisized: Frank becomes inanimate.

[mcrfanficsforall]

A bafflingly long-winded, cosy domestic world of fluff! In this universe, MCR never existed. Gerard threw himself into art instead of music after 9/11, Frank owns an indie record label, and Ray is a studio musician.

Absence Sort of Does Make the Heart: Set in 2003 and 2004. Bob goes up to Jersey in the gap between tours to check out the scene. And also to check out this guy he met...

Worth It: "When I moved from my first apartment into the last one, I still had unpacked boxes lying around for a year afterwards. And I didn't have anybody staying around to help me unpack." (When your choice of free labor at short notice consists of high school kids, scene guys who may or may not have sucked you off at a recent party, or Gerard Way, that's understandable, thinks Bob.)

Conclusions: "Smokes," Mikey reads aloud. "Likes dogs in case ever get one. Likes rock music. Likes loud rock music. Is interesting. Does not hog bathroom." He looks at Frank over the top of his glasses. "Dude, it's like you're meant to be."

[mcrfanficsforall]

It was not long after this conversation (and the subsequent conversations that involved copious use of the words 'cockslut' and 'bottom Bob') that the members of My Chemical Romance (sans Bob, naturally) decided to throw Bob a surprise gangbang party.