this post is very shallow.

[schmerica]

quettaser posted this picture in her picspam yesterday, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since (well, except when I was writing porn about Pete and Joe. Then I was thinking about Pete and Joe. But mostly I was thinking about this).



UGH. UGH YOU GUYS. YOU GUYS. IF YOU CAN LOOK AT THAT PICTURE AND NOT WANT TO***

A) FUCK HIM
B) TWIRL HIS HAIR AROUND YOUR FINGERS WHILE HE LIES IN YOUR LAP
C) JUST TUG AT IT OMIGOD

THEN YOU ARE ... WELL. NOT ME. AND PROBABLY NOT ficbyzee EITHER.

****(ALTERNATIVELY, NOT WANT TO MAKE FRANK/GERARD/RAY/MIKEY/BRIAN DO THE SAME THING.)

I am going to go think about this Bob and girl!Gee sharing cigarettes in the middle of sets, okay? Okay.

Comments

[neery.livejournal.com]

Oh Bob, why can't you come live in my town and teach me to play the drums? That's not so much to ask, right? Right?

But seriously, his "Can't someone please, please save me from the camera? Help?!" expressions will crack me up forever and ever. Poor Bob, accidentally ending up a famous rock star. ♥

Oh man, the one thing that annoys me most about being unable to finish that damn Pete/Patrick WIP is that it means I'm not allowed to write about Bob's embarrassed crush on Steven from SURS. Pictures like this are not helping!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Bob's faces are the best things ever, really.