*sadface*

[harborshore]

What is today, seriously. I woke up to my stomach going, no, when you thought you'd managed to travel without getting fucked up, guess what, you were WRONG. And then I find out Brian Schechter left the music business? Not on, universe. Kitty's exam had better go brilliantly, is all I'm saying.

I'm currently on her couch contemplating a lot of Bob/Brian AUs because honestly, they're always going to be my favorite non-canon pairing (my favorite canon one is Chantal/Jimmy, but that's a little scary to contemplate right now, given that they apparently both read fic, wtf). You're all asleep, or I'd tell you to come play with me. Stupid time difference.

Anyway, love, love, you guys exist and my view here is fairly spectacular, so.

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[torakowalski.livejournal.com]

*joins you in sadfacing* The universe is not in my good graces at the moment.

Bob/Brian AUs are always the way to go. It's getting to the point where I'm considering digging out my stalled High School and College AU WIPs and seeing if they're really as bad as I remember.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

*clings* wtf, seriously. BRIAN.

You should so so do that. I'm sure they're not! That's the one where Brian was an RA, right? I have so much RA lore I could supply you with, you have no idea. Also, if Bob is his resident they technically aren't supposed to date. Perfect setup for pining, seriously.

Other options include: the one suggested by colouredmango, in which Brian works in construction and housepainting with the Waybrothers and they do renovations for the club where Bob works...

If I wasn't writing it for you, I'd send you the one I'm working on.

[rilee16.livejournal.com]

I read this and originally found the idea of either of the Way brothers wielding a hammer slightly terrifying. But then I thought about it, and I could see Gerard utilizing one pretty well in a "make strange art by destroying stuff and putting it together in a new way". And Mikey likes to put together furniture, and he kind of strikes me as the dude you see on the crew who you never actually see constructing anything, but you leave and come back and he's the only one who's been there and a ton of shit has been done. Seeing Brian having to figure out having to work with them would be funny. :)

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I feel like this would be an awesome set-up for a comedy, right? Gerard plans out what they do, and him and Mikey do it while Brian keeps track of them and make sure there are a minimum of incidents where either of them trip over ladders or put their feet in paint buckets or, you know. Poor Brian. And then, to make matters worse, the sound manager at the club they're renovating is really, really hot. Goddammit.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Also, there's the one where Bob is a single dad and Brian is a kindergarten teacher who has the most well-organized class of six-year-olds ever seen.

Or the one where Bob is a climbing instructor that has to get a new job at the resort where he works because of his wrists, and Brian is the hotel manager who needs to figure out what Bob can do instead. (Also includes the rest of MCR in various ridiculous jobs.)

Or the one where Brian is an overworked businessman who falls for that guy he saw on the train once.

[torakowalski.livejournal.com]

Exactly, yes, RA!Brian can't date resident!Bob and there is pining except they're them, so it's very stoic, unacknowledged pining. And Brian has his Oulook calendar set up to count down the weeks until Bob is no longer his resident. Y'know, just in case.

Oh! I want the Brian kindergarten teacher one! (Well, okay, I want all the ones you just listed, but especially that one!) Gerard could be a neurotic parent and Lindsey has to go in every now and then and stop him trying to sit on the mats with Bandit because seriously, Gee, she's doing fine.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

You're writing this, right? Tell me you're writing this! There could be--let's see, ridiculous incidents Brian has to deal with could include the kid tanning a deer in the basement (don't ask where he got it; the boys of Panic having a seriously faily pot-smoking/drinking party where they randomly open the door during rounds and the smell is so goddamn obvious, Brian has to bust them; the incredibly intense break-up drama of Pete/Alicia/Mikey, whom have all been dating each other in different configurations; Gabe or someone else getting very, very high off of shrooms and running around naked...

Yeah, that all happened. Except to different people. And then Brian keeps finding Bob just being around, helping out. OR doing really dumb shit (possibly to get Brian's attention).

[torakowalski.livejournal.com]

Hmm, well I have something crazy like 16000 words of it saved in my WIPs folder so I probably should see if there's anything salvageable in there. Yay, I was going to email you to see if you had any suggests for crazy things that happen to RAs and you do!

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes you should. Definitely. Most definitely. *tries to look convincing*

I have a lot more stories if you need them--you probably want the sort-of-everyday-but-still-crazy stories too.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Drive By's Myspace. I am not pleased.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I KNOW. *frownyface* I'm seriously unhappy about this.

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

Aw, Brian. :(

LOTS AND LOTS OF AUs are clearly the answer. Brian the overworked businessman.

How about the Turn Left Turn Right AU where Brian and Bob met once one summer afternoon, and they spent the entire time in the park talking about random shit and made each other laugh and kissed just before it began to rain? They scribbled their phone numbers on slips of paper, but since they used a gel pen by the time they went back to their apartment the ink had started to run.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

OH, oh, I LIKE it. And Brian is very methodical about finding Bob, and Bob is kind of taking the approach that, well, if it's meant to be I'll find him again, but both of them take to going by the park--except it's a big park. And their workdays are very different.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

I'm still so upset about this whole Brian thing. Who will make them shower? Who will Febreeze them when they don't? DDDD:

Bob/Brian AUs make everything a little better, though! Like Bob the home ec teacher and Brian the principal. :D

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I KNOW. SERIOUSLY. He's the brother Mikey never had! (Oh my god, Ways, be more emotional and adorable.)

I forgot about that one! HOW COULD I. Clandestine meetings after school hours in the home ec classroom! Brian hides under a counter when students end up coming in anyway. It takes Bob twenty minutes to talk through a recipe with them, and he's very sheepish when he gets Brian out.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

Things won't be the saaaaaaaaaame without him! But I hope whatever he's moved on to makes him happy.

HAHA, poor Brian! Bob makes it up to him with baked goods and blowjobs. :D

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Me too, man. Ugh, I'll miss him.

Mmmm, yes, absolutely--pushes him up against the counter and gets on his knees. But he has to get up again, because as Brian puts it, breathless, pulling at his hair: "You need to lock the goddamn door." So he does.

They come out two hours later, Brian straightening his tie and making some casual remark about the curriculum at Bob, who's brushing the flour off his clothes (they got a little over-enthusiastic at one point). Bob nods and rolls his eyes. It's not like anyone doesn't know, but he'll go along with Brian's polite fiction if it keeps him happy.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

He'll at least live on in fic. And our HEARTS.

I LIKE THIS SCENARIO. But you sort of can't go wrong with the combination of Brian, Bob, blowjobs, bossiness, and hair-pulling. And when you factor in that they're inside the school, having to be quiet? Stick a fork in me, I'M DONE.

I also really love the idea of like, Friday after a long, looooooooong week when they've both been too busy to get together, Brian shows up at Bob's door with take-out, still in his shirt and tie, and they end up going at it like teenagers in Bob's kitchen while the food gets cold.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Oh, I didn't think about them needing to be quiet, hnnnngh. Yes, that works.

YES, that. Bob swearing over Brian's tie and many many buttons, Brian batting his hands away and doing it himself, then hopping onto the counter so they can kiss without Bob having to bend over quite so far.

There's also the time that Brian held a really impassioned speech because some of the students had pulled a bad, bad prank on another student. So he got the whole school together and told them in very certain terms that no, that's not fucking on. And Bob watched that speech, and when Brian got off stage, Bob was waiting in his office and pushed him up against the door, and went down on his knees.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

I also enjoy a well-timed hand over someone's mouth so no one hears the semi-naked sexytimes. YES.

And okay, I have THING about kitchen makeouts. I don't know, maybe it's that kitchens are so inherently homey, there's always that element of comfort and domesticity. I also maybe have a thing for Bob and Brian being manly and domestic together.

Which is to say, yes, Brian hoisting himself onto the counter and then yanking Bob over to him by the front of his shirt, and then their hands are bumping and they're both laughing, pulling at each other's clothes until it's just skin, and little hitches in their breathing, quick-dirty flicks of wrists. And then they eat the take-out right from the containers (in my head, it's always Thai, IDK why), clothes askew and hair sticking up every which way, stealing bites of each other's food.

There's a fair amount of Brian getting pushed up against his office door, I think. And cracks a joke, twisting his fingers in Bob's hair, all "Damn, I should make speeches like that more often if this is the reaction it gets."

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Bob just grins against Brian's hip, scraping his teeth over Brian's skin and smiling again at the shiver he gets. It's not like he needs an excuse to go down on Brian in his office, it's just that sometimes it becomes a necessity. Like tonight, watching Brian come over all righteous and angry on the stage, and knowing without question that yeah, he believes every word he says, and he holds this school together because he wants to do something good for the kids. Therefore, by Bob's logic, Brian deserved to get sucked off in his office.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

It's always quick and dirty like this, because Brian's always got meetings or phone calls or whatever, and Bob's got classes to teach. They've always got one ear to the wall, one eye on the door, and Bob pushes at Brian's clothes--shirt up, zipper down, mouthing at the hot skin of Brian's hip while his fingers curl under the waist of Brian's boxers, dragging them down and out of the way. Brian inhales sharply, his belly going taut. Bob wraps his hand around Brian's cock, moans open-mouthed against Brian's skin when Brian tangles his hand in Bob's hair.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"Come on," Brian says quietly, "Come on, we only, fuck, ten minutes," even though he hates having to rush Bob (Bob sort of likes it, the need to go fast, to let Brian pull and push until he's gotten off and then, Bob knows, Brian'll spend a couple of hours figuring out exactly what he's going to do to Bob when he gets home). But the meeting has to start at four or no one will ever get to go home today.

Brian hits his head on the door when Bob finally, finally moves his mouth to where Brian's been wanting it ever since Bob pushed him up against the door.

[wasoncedelight.livejournal.com]

Bob's knees are already starting to ache, the back of his throat tight as he breathes carefully through his nose and slicks down an inch, two. Brian makes a low, appreciative noise, his fingers snagging in a knot in Bob's hair.

Bob won't even need ten whole minutes; he can do this in five flat. A year's worth of quickies in Bob's classroom and Brian's office (and the janitor's closet, that one time) has taught him a thing or two about the whens and wheres and hows of making Brian come hard and fast. Bob backs off a bit, runs his tongue under and along the crown of Brian's dick. Brian's hips jerk reflexively, and Bob grins, glancing up at Brian's face.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"Asshole," Brian breathes, but can't suppress a grin of his own. Sometimes he can't believe he's this fucking lucky, that he gets this, gets Bob on his knees in the office and he gets to come home to him, too, and he gets handjobs in broom closets and coffee in the morning and shit, he gets to see Bob unguarded, turned on, so goddamn beautiful.

When Bob starts to slide down again, Brian can't keep his hands from tightening in Bob's hair. Nothing should feel this good, it's impossible. Tight hot wet mouth, perfect, perfect.

[modillian.livejournal.com]

Oh man, BRIAAAAAAAAAAN. Brian leaving has been making me really mopey. And then I read more epic Brian/Bob AUs to cope.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

That is for sure the only coping mechanism I've found that sort of works. Or making up new ones, as this post can attest to.

[enhendi.livejournal.com]

Brian has eloped to join a werewolf pack because he was having Great Angst over being around MCR as a werewolf (what if he accidentally bites someone? What if somebody sees him? WOE), and all the band has to do is go on a quest to find him and persuade him that the love him regardless and he will come right back. This is what I choose to believe, anyway.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

PERFECT. That would explain Oregon, too! You are BRILLIANT.

[enhendi.livejournal.com]

It would be such great h/c potential! Brian would be all weak and sad from the transformation and then they could nurse him back to health! With soup, inexpertly prepared and almost burned by Frank! Bob makes sandwiches and volunteers to carry him everywhere. Because they love their Brian!