sliverofglass

Title: I could fit you in my pocket 2/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Frank
Rating: NC-17 for this chapter
POV: 3rd person omniscient
Summary: He wasn't supposed to be thinking about Frank like this, no. Not at all.
Disclaimer: Not real.
Author Notes: Beta'd by a friend.
Warnings: Cursing and Gerard having a bit of "time alone"

Chapter 1

( I could fit you in my pocket 2/? )

Title: Cause I Read About Something and I Wanna Try It 1/1
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard Way/Frank Iero
Rating: Very very NC-17
POV: 3rd Person Omniscient
Summary:
"I read something on the internet, it was fucking amazing and I kinda wanna try it," Gerard said to Frank as they were huddled around Gerard's laptop at the back of the bus.
Disclaimer: Faaaake.
Author Notes: Needed to get this out before going to bed. Please leave comments! I accept requests. :)
Warnings: PWP, fisting

( Cause I Read About Something and I Wanna Try It 1/1 )

Title: I Could Fit You In My Pocket 1/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Frank
Rating: PG (for now)
POV: 3rd Person Omniscient
Summary: Who knew he’d have so much psychological trauma from such a singular event? It was so once-in-a-lifetime, and it was so weird, Frank thought, that it had happened to him. It was like an anomaly that reared its butt-ugly head into Frank’s normally peaceful life.
Disclaimer: Not real!
Author Notes: Well, here I am with another fic, almost 3 years since my last one. Please leave comments/suggestions and concrit as I am terribly rusty. Cross posted on mychemicalslash, gerardxfrankie, mcrslashfics and better_mcrslash. This was beta'd by my IRL best friend.
Warnings: Light swearing.

( I could fit you in my pocket 1/? )

Chapter 2

So! I'm trying to get back into writing, since I've rediscovered my love for MCR and all things fanfiction...

Been inspired lately, so who knows what will happen. I will definitely have something up by the end of this week. Any requests or suggestions?

Oh and..most of you will know/remember me from the fic I wrote, Dirty Money. It's now public again for those who want to read it! :D

Title: Dirty Money 18/18
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Chapter 18. Took me long enough, actually I delayed it as long as I could... We've reached the end, folks.

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Title: Dirty Money 17/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Chapter 17. Took me long enough, sorry everyone. :\

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“Oh my god.” Frank had finally woken up with a loud groan—in pain, the brothers figured. The small man attempted to stretch on the bed, but just ended up making even more searing pain run through his system. Another groan echoed through the room.

“Want some painkillers, Frankie?” Gerard offered.

“Hell yeah, my ass is throbbing.” Frank answered, not even wanting to attempt to sit up. Gerard signaled to the end table, where there were two tablets of aspirin and a glass of water.

“So how’d I get home?” Frank asked after he had propped himself up on his elbows and swallowed down the pills.

“We carried and drove you home, how else. You nearly snapped Mikey like a twig under all your dead weight,” Gerard said, and at that Mikey nudged him, glaring a bit at having been insulted indirectly.

“You’ve been out about... an entire day, I think. Or close to that.” Mikey said, and at that Frank chuckled. He wasn’t exactly surprised that he’d been out cold for that long. He’d just gotten the fucking of a lifetime, after all. Best he’d ever felt—it was definitely worth the almost excruciating pain of Gerard entering him while Mikey was already inside him.

“So you guys have like, been in here the whole time?” Frank asked, eyeing the brothers. They seemed like they had gotten none—or minimal—sleep. If they did it they probably did it in shifts, so that one was always at least watching over Frank.

“Yeah, kind of.” Gerard answered for both of them. Frank smiled.

“You didn’t have to worry about me or anything.” He said, shifting slightly on the bed. “I’m not really hurt that badly. Just... impossibly fucking sore. Pun kinda intended.” He grinned.

“Well actually, we were here to see how much pain you’d be in when you woke up. Gerard owes me some ice cream now. And maybe a fuck, we raised the stakes a while back. You’re boring when you sleep, Frank.” Mikey mumbled, looking down at his hand.

“Everyone’s boring when they sleep, Mikey,” Gerard retorted, rolling his eyes. Frank just watched the exchange blankly.

“That’s very nice of you, guys. Really,” Frank said sarcastically, shifting in the bed.

“Yeah, anyway. Now that you’re awake...what do you think about playing guitar in a band for us? Uh, with the two of us, Ray and Bob.” Gerard offered, pointing to himself and Mikey.

“Yeah, sure. Why not, right? Now go and leave me and my torn ass alone. Where’s the tape from yesterday? I wanna watch it,” Frank said, and when Mikey pointed to the end table, Frank gestured for him to put it in and leave with Gerard.

∞

“Dude, that sounds fucking awesome!”

“Yeah, I swear, that’s really good.”

After Frank had ‘recovered‘ from that threesome a few days back, they had talked more and more about forming a band together. Especially when Gerard showed the lyrics he wrote to the rest of the guys, and when Ray came up with a riff right then and there. They were at Ray’s basement, trying to build a song out of a riff and part of a melody.

“Okay, from the start. One more time,” Ray said, automatically assuming the role of ‘leader’. It only made sense, since after all he was always the one directing all the videos they made. Everybody nodded to show they understood and that they were ready, and then Ray counted from three.

And they began.



After half a day at Ray’s basement, they finally called it a day—Ray’s mother had complained about the music being far too loud. And since, after all, none of them—except maybe Frank—wanted to be too noisy when it was already getting so dark, they said their goodbyes. They had managed to roughly finish and practice two songs, and Gerard thought that they were really off to a good start.

∞

“I think we did really good, those songs rocked, man. Where’d you learn to write like that, Gee?” Mikey asked his older brother, who merely hushed him as they both slipped into bed that night, exhausted in a way but definitely hyped up.

“Just go to sleep, Mikes.” Gerard said with a soft smile, kissing his brother softly and pulling him closer by wrapping an arm around him. Mikey shrugged, returned the kiss, and then settled down in his brother’s arms, ready to sleep. He just had to do one thing before he did.

“Love you, Gee.” Mikey said, kissing the tip of his older brother’s nose. Gerard smiled sweetly, his heart practically melting at the adorable affectionate gesture.

“I love you too, Mikes.” Gerard said, nuzzling his nose against Mikey’s cheek. It was silent for a moment, and Gerard had thought that Mikey had already fallen asleep when the latter spoke up.

“I wonder what Bob and Frank are doing.”

“Go to sleep, Mikey.”

“No, seriously, I’m just wondering.”

“Well, I’m hoping that they’re not fucking. Frank seriously needs to give his asshole a rest.” Gerard snorted, feeling a slight jolt of arousal course through him at the memory of their latest threesome. They’d gotten paid really high for it—almost triple the normal going rates. Frank had been paid even higher for his genius. The brothers left Frank the money on the end table in his room, and had laughed when they heard how Frank had reacted with an ‘hell yeah!’ when he saw the money.

Ray told them that the DVD sold like pancakes. They had a lot of new subscribers to the site as well. And apparently, they had become the clients’ favorite threesome—thusly they were featured on the front page and the layout.

“He better be giving his asshole a rest. I swear he probably sustained like, permanent damage or something.” Mikey said in reply. The most unforgettable part in the whole thing itself, to him, was how it had felt when their cocks had dragged together inside of Frank. His going in, Gerard’s going out. While his mind drifted out of focus, he heard his brother’s quiet, amused laughter.

“You know what, Mikey? Just go to sleep.” Gerard said, pressing a kiss to the top of his younger brother’s head.

Meanwhile, in Bob’s apartment, Frank and Bob sat on the couch, just cuddling. They’d actually have already been fucking if not for Bob’s insistence that they give Frank a rest for a while. Frank had a fit, said that he was just fine and was in perfect condition to fuck, but Bob just kept saying no. So there they sat in front of the television, talking to each other quietly and occasionally kissing—that was until Frank hatched another ‘genius’ idea.

“Bob,” He called out, nudging his boyfriend to get his attention. As soon as Bob turned to face him, Frank spoke.

“Do a shoot with me,” Frank said, face and expression completely calm and serious. It took a moment for Bob to process what his boyfriend had just said.

“Wh…what?” Frank, you know I don’t do that. I’d rather film than be filmed. You know that.” Bob protested, shaking his head. Frank put on his best pout and puppy face.

Bob shook his head again.

“That’s still a no, Frank.” He said, and Frank frowned, pulling himself away from Bob’s embrace. He sighed.

“Come on, for me, please?” Frank practically pleaded. Bob glared at him—there was no way in hell he’d do a shoot. That was the craziest idea he’d heard all year. Right about then, they began to argue.

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Why not.”

“I already told you why not.”

“That’s a bullshit reason.”

“Not to me.”

“Bob!”

“Frank!”

“Please?”

“Fuck off.”

“Fine.”

A few seconds later, Frank had already picked up all his things and slammed the door shut on his way out. Bob sighed and rubbed at his face in frustration. What was he supposed to do? He just didn’t feel comfortable baring it all on camera. Plus, sex with Frank was special, at least to him. He didn’t want anyone else to be able to watch them.

Frank slammed the door shut too when he got home, effectively waking Mikey up.

“Goddamnit, Frank,” Mikey groaned out and rolled onto his side, snuggling in closer to Gerard—as close as he would possibly get. He sighed, and then drifted back into dreamless sleep in his brother’s arms. 

SLAVING AWAY AT SCHOOL.

1 more week. Then summer. Then you get the rest of Dirty Money. Then I'll probably die off again, writing doesn't work for me.

Happy 16th birthday to me! :)
As a birthday present to myself, I finished writing Dirty Money today. So, I just need to type the seventeenth, eighteenth, and nineteenth chapter. And I'm done. Bye bye Dirty Money! Gahaha, omg, it's so surreal. It kinda felt to me like it wouldn't ever be done. I'm kinda sad to see this fic go. I'm still thinking about whether or not I should write a sequel. I guess it all depends on the response of people. I'm gonna go. >.>

Title: Dirty Money 16/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: ...very very very very very NC-17.
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Chapter 16. :D:D Sorry I wasn't able to reply to all of the comments in 15, I promise it won't happen again. My internet connection is being sporadic, plus I was out the last couple of days. Tell me what you think about this chapter, alright? ;] I just wanted to try something new.


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Title: Dirty Money 15/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: So! Here's chapter 15 earlier than expected. 16 is going to take me a little longer, since it's a lot longer than this one. I'm just hoping that people will like it, that's all. Anyway, wish me luck for midterms! Chapter 16 by Monday. Comments plz. ;]


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Title: Dirty Money 14/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: NC-17 this chapter!
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance. This is dedicated to nancyscd. Life keeps getting in the way of my updates, again. At least I’m posting this now. Chapter 15 and 16 are already on paper, but it’s my midterms this week so don’t expect an update until the weekend. You have something to really look forward to in 16 though. Comments please! :D


Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13

Title: Dirty Money 13/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance. This is dedicated to nancyscd. Life keeps getting in the way of my updates. Expect chapter 14 before Monday. Gimme comments!


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Title: Dirty Money 12/?
Author: sliverofglass
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey
Rating: NC-17 for this chapter. (:
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient.
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out?
Disclaimer: FICTION.
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance</lj>. This is dedicated to nancyscd</lj>. I’m sorry it took me so long again, my supposed-to-be writing week was sandwiched between two college entrance exams (One last Sept. 16 and one last Sept. 24). It’s insane! Whoo, two more universities to go and I’m home free. No, wait. Three more. Damnit. Anyway, here chapter 12 is, I hope it makes up for it. Oh, and I forgot to mention. I’m working on a sideproject, but I won’t be revealing what it is until I’m already actually done with it. This is so that I won’t be disappointing anyone again with the long waits. Sigh, haha. I’m really sorry, I feel so rotten right now. Gimme comments!


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cTitle: Dirty Money 11/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: R-NC-17 for this chapter.
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance. This is dedicated to nancyscd. My internet connection WON’T STOP BEING ANNOYING. Rawr. So okay, I’ll just type this up. I opened a browser like... 15 minutes ago. And it’s only half-loaded until now. That isn’t supposed to be the case with a broadband connection. :\ Anyway. Here’s chapter 11, hope you’ll like it. Comments would be awesome!


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Title: Dirty Money 10/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance. This is dedicated to nancyscd. I had no internet over the weekend. …and I just saw a lizard on the wall. It was huge. Anyway, here’s chapter 10. I am seriously, seriously drained. -_- Ohhh, you’ll like this chapter. Maybe…plot develops here. Rawr, been listening to WttBP on loop for about two days now. Plays on iTunes: 87. Not counting the plays on my mp3 player... I am pathetic.


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Title: Dirty Money 9/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author’s note: Thanks to my beta, somnambulance. This is dedicated to nancyscd. You won’t believe how glad I am that nobody’s mad at me for taking a while to update...and I just saw a mouse run across the room. Anyway, what was I saying again? Oh. Okay, yeah, thanks for all the comments! They really gave me inspiration for the next chapters! I have to finish this chappie quickly because it’s 3:30 AM and I don’t have much time until I have to go to school, so yeah.


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Title: Dirty Money 8/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author’s note: Dedicated to nancyscd, and thanks to my beta, somnambulance. I haven't abandoned this fic, and I have no plans to do so in the future. I’m awfully sorry for the terribly long length of time it took me to write this next chapter. I had it already, but then I lost the notebook I wrote it in—so I’m going to have to rewrite this one from scratch. Plus I had problems in the form of being REALLY busy with school (man, those college entrance exams can kill), and the fact that my mom accidentally read chapter 7 of this fic. Yeah, the one with the threesome. Needless to say, she FREAKED…and yeah. I could barely do anything for the longest while without having her look over my shoulder. Even right now, I’m being paranoid that she’s glancing my way, oy. Sigh. Well, if it’s good news, I’ve already thought up plots for chapter 8-11 of this fic, and I already have a general idea for the rest of the fic. I have two options—cut this short at 15 or at 20 chapters. I might consider making a sequel too. What do you guys think?


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Title: Dirty Money 7/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: VERY VERY NC-17 FOR THIS CHAPTER. Oh the porn and the threesome.
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author Notes: ET VOILA! Teh threesome for you. Dedicated to nancyscd. Comments would be awesome! And again this one isn't betaed. I'm posting from another computer so I couldn't find my beta's e-mail. Aaaaah, I suck. So sorry for any mistakes. And thanks to my beta somnambulance anyway. I find it really ironic that while I was finishing this chapter, I was at a spiritual retreat of sorts (mandatory for school) and there were priests talking in front of me. And I was in the front row. Hilarious. And... I'm sorry it took this long! I was battling writer's block, and I had problems with balancing my time, since I have school and all (summer here was March-June). Here's to hoping that the length will make up for it.

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Chapter 6

Title: Dirty Money 6/?
Author: sliverofglass 
Pairing: Gerard/Mikey 
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17.
POV: 3rd Person, omniscient. 
Summary: Promotion. More money. Less… or at least better hours. Less work. And he lost his chance, because of that girl. Oh for the love of god, why did he have to follow his instincts and decide to be nice and help her out? 
Disclaimer: FICTION. 
Author Notes: Dedicated to nancyscd. Comments would be awesome! Thanks to my beta, somnambulance! Sorry, no threesome in this one just yet, cause I was having a bout of writer's block. So instead, here's a filler chapter. Count on the threesome next chapter! :D I tried my best to get this one out fast, so yeah.

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