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Wednesday Night Boys - arsenicjace (NC-17)
Fandom: BANDOM - PATD, MCR, FOB (in the background)
Pairing: Spencer/Bob, Ryan/Brendon/Jon, Frank/Gerard, Mikey/Ray
Length: 92,000+ words
Author on LJ:
arsenicjade
Author Website: Taste of Poison
Summary: Where Panic are largely rentboys, MCR runs a clinic and FOB is off in Sausalito, saving the manatees.
Why this must be read: Wednesday Night Boys is such a quintessential fic in bandom for me, I was incredibly surprised to find nobody had recced it yet. (If someone has and I missed it, I apologize. But it's totally worth a double mention.) The summary makes it sound simple but in reality it's a very compelling story with complex characters and unexpected turns (well sort of. This is fic we're talking about) and lots of emotion that is pretty much guaranteed to tug at your heartstrings. It will make you happy and sad and everything inbetween, and it has a happy ending, like every good story should. :)
I also very much like the fact that there's two stories: Wednesday Night Boys and Home Is A Name, telling the story of the streets and the story of the clinic, respectively. Wednesday Night Boys features a lot of bandom characters but doesn't really expand on anyone outside of PATD, except Bob. They all seem very awesome but you can tell they have their own story, which doesn't fit in WNB. But then Home Is A Name tells that Frank-Gerard-Mikey story, so it's kind of like having the cake and getting to eat it too.
If you have a fondness for hookerfic and you haven't read it yet, I highly, highly recommend it.
"The Johns like jailbait just a little reluctant. Feeds the fantasy that they're the only one in the world you'd go for. Your smile makes them think you're easy. Nobody wants an easy whore."
"That's a bit ironic, isn't it?"
Spencer smiled. "Welcome to our corner of the world, angel-face."
Brendon made a face at the nickname, so clearly facetious. "Heh. Well, thanks for the advice."
"Something else?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't let'em know you're new. Whatever else you do. Just. Lie."
Brendon must have heard some of the dressed down urgency in Spencer's tone, because he nodded. "Okay. Lying. I'm good at that."
"Really?"
For a second, Brendon's eyes flashed dark and just a touch inscrutable. "You'd be amazed."
Not as amazed as Spencer would have been the second before. "Good luck."
Brendon's smile was different this time, although Spencer couldn't have said exactly how. It just was. "Thanks."
Spencer made his way back over to the corner that he and Ryan had long learned to share without stepping on each other's toes or profits.
Ryan said, "No, you've ruined it, no betting for you."
Spencer said, "Fine."
It took Ryan all of thirty seconds to give in. "Oh, come on, tell me what you think."
"Stronger than he looks."
"So, a month?"
Spencer shook his head. He was betting on the kid making it, but knew better than to express that opinion aloud. He wasn't going to be the one to jinx Brendon.
The entire Wednesday 'verse can be found here on
arsenicjade's website. Quick links to the big stories:
Wednesday Night Boys & Home Is A Name
PS: I'm terribly sorry for the delay in posting. Someone I've known for a very long time passed away a few days ago and I completely lost track of this community. Thankfully, the mods have allowed me to make up for it next month so hopefully, I'll be able to post every other day till the end of September. :)
Pairing: Spencer/Bob, Ryan/Brendon/Jon, Frank/Gerard, Mikey/Ray
Length: 92,000+ words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Taste of Poison
Summary: Where Panic are largely rentboys, MCR runs a clinic and FOB is off in Sausalito, saving the manatees.
Why this must be read: Wednesday Night Boys is such a quintessential fic in bandom for me, I was incredibly surprised to find nobody had recced it yet. (If someone has and I missed it, I apologize. But it's totally worth a double mention.) The summary makes it sound simple but in reality it's a very compelling story with complex characters and unexpected turns (well sort of. This is fic we're talking about) and lots of emotion that is pretty much guaranteed to tug at your heartstrings. It will make you happy and sad and everything inbetween, and it has a happy ending, like every good story should. :)
I also very much like the fact that there's two stories: Wednesday Night Boys and Home Is A Name, telling the story of the streets and the story of the clinic, respectively. Wednesday Night Boys features a lot of bandom characters but doesn't really expand on anyone outside of PATD, except Bob. They all seem very awesome but you can tell they have their own story, which doesn't fit in WNB. But then Home Is A Name tells that Frank-Gerard-Mikey story, so it's kind of like having the cake and getting to eat it too.
If you have a fondness for hookerfic and you haven't read it yet, I highly, highly recommend it.
"The Johns like jailbait just a little reluctant. Feeds the fantasy that they're the only one in the world you'd go for. Your smile makes them think you're easy. Nobody wants an easy whore."
"That's a bit ironic, isn't it?"
Spencer smiled. "Welcome to our corner of the world, angel-face."
Brendon made a face at the nickname, so clearly facetious. "Heh. Well, thanks for the advice."
"Something else?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't let'em know you're new. Whatever else you do. Just. Lie."
Brendon must have heard some of the dressed down urgency in Spencer's tone, because he nodded. "Okay. Lying. I'm good at that."
"Really?"
For a second, Brendon's eyes flashed dark and just a touch inscrutable. "You'd be amazed."
Not as amazed as Spencer would have been the second before. "Good luck."
Brendon's smile was different this time, although Spencer couldn't have said exactly how. It just was. "Thanks."
Spencer made his way back over to the corner that he and Ryan had long learned to share without stepping on each other's toes or profits.
Ryan said, "No, you've ruined it, no betting for you."
Spencer said, "Fine."
It took Ryan all of thirty seconds to give in. "Oh, come on, tell me what you think."
"Stronger than he looks."
"So, a month?"
Spencer shook his head. He was betting on the kid making it, but knew better than to express that opinion aloud. He wasn't going to be the one to jinx Brendon.
The entire Wednesday 'verse can be found here on
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Wednesday Night Boys & Home Is A Name
PS: I'm terribly sorry for the delay in posting. Someone I've known for a very long time passed away a few days ago and I completely lost track of this community. Thankfully, the mods have allowed me to make up for it next month so hopefully, I'll be able to post every other day till the end of September. :)