stepps (
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crack_van2008-11-22 10:45 am
An Inexplicable Occurance of Angels by stele3 (PG13)
Fandom: BANDOM (My Chemical Romance)
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Length: +35k
Author on LJ: on InsaneJournal stele3
Author website: stele's bandom fanfiction
Why this must be read:
Stele is one of my favourite Bandom authors. She creates such wonderfully interesting AUs, and this fic is a perfect example of that. This fic may be wingfic AU, but I would not call it crack by any means. Stele knows how to bring her characters alive with emotion and history and depth. In this, Frank is an angel - fallen or sent - there to help Gerard and the band back on track, after "canon" events tear them apart instead of making them stronger.
It's beautiful and funny, angsty and sweet. It's a must-read of Bandom.
It's either a burglar or a distraught fan, or both. They go up together, Gerard clutching a croquet mallet that Mikey inexplicably had in his closet. Gerard makes Mikey hang back, then pokes his head quickly around the edge of the kitchen doorway and yanks it back.
He stops. Blinks.
"What is it?" Mikey whispers.
Gerard pokes his head around the corner again, a bit slower this time. Stares.
There's a guy in the kitchen. A naked, shivering guy with tattoos, who's currently curled up on the floor with his face tucked in his arms. And out of his pointy, hunched shoulders sprout a pair of pure-white, 4-foot long wings that have knocked the clock off the wall, the dishes off the counter, and upended all four of the chairs.
"Huh," Gerard says.
An Inexplicable Occurance of Angels
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Length: +35k
Author on LJ: on InsaneJournal stele3
Author website: stele's bandom fanfiction
Why this must be read:
Stele is one of my favourite Bandom authors. She creates such wonderfully interesting AUs, and this fic is a perfect example of that. This fic may be wingfic AU, but I would not call it crack by any means. Stele knows how to bring her characters alive with emotion and history and depth. In this, Frank is an angel - fallen or sent - there to help Gerard and the band back on track, after "canon" events tear them apart instead of making them stronger.
It's beautiful and funny, angsty and sweet. It's a must-read of Bandom.
It's either a burglar or a distraught fan, or both. They go up together, Gerard clutching a croquet mallet that Mikey inexplicably had in his closet. Gerard makes Mikey hang back, then pokes his head quickly around the edge of the kitchen doorway and yanks it back.
He stops. Blinks.
"What is it?" Mikey whispers.
Gerard pokes his head around the corner again, a bit slower this time. Stares.
There's a guy in the kitchen. A naked, shivering guy with tattoos, who's currently curled up on the floor with his face tucked in his arms. And out of his pointy, hunched shoulders sprout a pair of pure-white, 4-foot long wings that have knocked the clock off the wall, the dishes off the counter, and upended all four of the chairs.
"Huh," Gerard says.
An Inexplicable Occurance of Angels
