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badfic summaries of the day
- Summary: Frank’s a veterinarian. And when Adam shows up in his office with his cat, confusion ensues of the most unexpected kind. (Better than it sounds)
- Summary: Frank is comfortable enough in his nice suburbia home with his wealthy parents to live without any problems, but he still finds the time to bitch. Then he meets Gerard. A kid his age on the street, who he can’t get out of his mind.
- Summary : Frankie and Mikey work in Gerard’s Tattoo shop. Frank is the body piercer and Mikey is trying to learn the trade. First lesson; how to do a Prince Albert, first client; Frankie himself. Smut ensues. (Big surprise, huh?)
- SUMMARY: Mikey and Quinn are cell mates in a local state prison, it's maximum security where the hardened criminals are and Mikey's been convincted of simply killing a certain man whom fucked his brother. The guards of the prison deem Mikey to be a bitch and pick on him non stop the other prisoners also pick on Mikey non stop when they're on the basketball court, cafeteria and showers. Quinn however has been convincted of raping and killing numerous amount of people, but he strikes a fancy in Mikey and comes on too strongly at times.
- Summary: St. Jimmy was the best drug dealer in town. He and his friend, Frank. Until they got arrested and destiny put the homeless Frank right in front of the cop Gerard.
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You know, I'm actually surprised he's not a secret cutter more often! It's not like Rodney is angstier and crazier than Gerard!
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at night they're painting your trash gold
Mikey's been convincted of simply killing a certain man whom fucked his brother.
solid GOLD, baby!
my roommate is quite impressed by the idea of Cop Gerard, though. ♥ someone, in a picspam, made the comparison of gerard to benton fraser, and there is a certain resemblance. XD!
Re: at night they're painting your trash gold
Sadly, the Cop Gerard one is completely and utterly unreadable, even for mocking purposes. The badthor fails to even use line breaks between paragraphs. Alas!
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SOMEHOW I DOUBT IT!
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The tattoo parlour fic? AHAHAHA! And as for Gee-the-street-kid. I just, SOLID GOLD.
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As for Gerard's Tattoo Parlour... I mean. Really, the name is all you need! GERARD'S Tattoo Parlour. BRILLIANT.
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Gerard's tattoo parlour just fills me with so much joy. I mean, what else would a man with a phobia of needles run? Maybe he just owns it and sort of sidles past the actual tattooing with his eyes shielded until he can hide in the soundproofed back room where he can't hear the buzz of the needles!
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sidles past the actual tattooing with his eyes shielded until he can hide in the soundproofed back room
YES, EXACTLY. I hope that is precisely what he does. That's why Frankie is completely in charge of things in the shop, because Gerard's hiding in the back room smoking and fidgeting and reading comics! He knows the front room is safe for sex because there's no way Gerard will come out and discover them!
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It's an AU day! This brings me so much joy. Seriously. So much joy.
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