Songs about the Ways-verse Masterlist
Basic info for the whole thing:
Title: Songs about the Ways and their tiny guitarist
Author: creepylicious /alles_luege
Pairing: Gerard/Lindsey/Frank, Gerard/Lindsey/Frank/Travis
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Summary: It's basically like this: Travis sprays the Ways' garage, gets caught, gets involved and kind of maybe (and he's not saying he is, okay? What does Gabe know anyway!) falls in love with the Ways and their tiny guitarist Frank.
“Got your stupid acrylics for fuck's sake, why these particular shade of freaking red?” The guy entering asks, throwing a bag on the counter and strolling over to grab Gerard by his hair to kiss him senseless. When he let's go of Gerard he exhales smoke and snatches Gerard's cigarette away.
“Who's that?” he asks as Travis says, “Does your wife know about that?”
Warning(s): threesome, angst, sex
Author’s Notes: Written for anon_lovefest .
I'm dedicating this with much L.O.V.E. To the OP gala_apples , draconic_girl , sydneysconverse , exoticway , tygermine and everyone who didn't leave their names in the comments. You guys, I LOVE you! *hugs *
Word Count: a lot!
Beta: stones_at_moons
Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real
Songs about the Ways and their tiny guitarist
Haiku about zombie-ducks
Drawings of naked people
Skin-deep ink
Self made porn soundtrack
Interlude: Lazy morning light
Crumpled poems
Like smudges in pastels
Organic Body paint
One thousand paper-cranes
Music is like love, but louder
Epilogue: Scrapbook love
How Starfisch got her name and other stories (Prequels to Songs about the Ways)
Frank/Lindsey/Gerard
Big blind bet
Never be forgotten
Title: Songs about the Ways and their tiny guitarist
Author: creepylicious /alles_luege
Pairing: Gerard/Lindsey/Frank, Gerard/Lindsey/Frank/Travis
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Summary: It's basically like this: Travis sprays the Ways' garage, gets caught, gets involved and kind of maybe (and he's not saying he is, okay? What does Gabe know anyway!) falls in love with the Ways and their tiny guitarist Frank.
“Got your stupid acrylics for fuck's sake, why these particular shade of freaking red?” The guy entering asks, throwing a bag on the counter and strolling over to grab Gerard by his hair to kiss him senseless. When he let's go of Gerard he exhales smoke and snatches Gerard's cigarette away.
“Who's that?” he asks as Travis says, “Does your wife know about that?”
Warning(s): threesome, angst, sex
Author’s Notes: Written for anon_lovefest .
I'm dedicating this with much L.O.V.E. To the OP gala_apples , draconic_girl , sydneysconverse , exoticway , tygermine and everyone who didn't leave their names in the comments. You guys, I LOVE you! *hugs *
Word Count: a lot!
Beta: stones_at_moons
Disclaimer: Don’t know, don’t own, not real
Songs about the Ways and their tiny guitarist
Haiku about zombie-ducks
Drawings of naked people
Skin-deep ink
Self made porn soundtrack
Interlude: Lazy morning light
Crumpled poems
Like smudges in pastels
Organic Body paint
One thousand paper-cranes
Music is like love, but louder
Epilogue: Scrapbook love
How Starfisch got her name and other stories (Prequels to Songs about the Ways)
Frank/Lindsey/Gerard
Big blind bet
Never be forgotten