6 Gus fics
For the purposes of keeping track of my 5 scrooged fics (and to let anyone who hasn't read them have a shot), I'm posting them in my LJ.
I've also written one new one.
Links to all six stories have been placed beneath this cut. Just click on the story title to be brought to the story.
Blackbird
For: marishna [scrooged_media request]
"He was one of the few things in my life I did right," he breathed, trying and failing to keep his tears at bay. "And I loved him so fucking much."
Dear Santa
For: eawen_penallion [scrooged]
"They’re gonna come," Gus said sleepily as he tucked his bear beneath his arm. "Santa always keeps his promises."
Yes, Gus, There is a Santa Claus
For: cabbers [scrooged]
The broom clattered out of his hand and hit the garage floor seconds before Gus took off for the house. He thundered up the stairs and threw himself onto the bed as the tears began to well in his eyes.
It couldn’t be true; Santa was real, wasn’t he?
Meltdown at the Big-Q
For: peach_passion [scrooged]
He was in hell. There was no other way to describe it. Surrounded by sugar-laden children, harassed looking mommies, and all the trappings of an over-commercialized nightmare that he had, in some small way, helped create, Brian very reluctantly stood holding Gus’ hand as they waited to see Santa.
Tan and Balm
For: deviant_queen [scrooged]
He swore when he was older he’d never fucking celebrate Christmas.
Enemies
[Gus and Charlie centered]
The first time Charlie went into rehab, he was sixteen and tried to off himself in his mother's hideous bathroom.
fanfic100: 23-27, 29/100
[Great Big Box of Everything]
I've also written one new one.
Links to all six stories have been placed beneath this cut. Just click on the story title to be brought to the story.
Blackbird
For: marishna [scrooged_media request]
"He was one of the few things in my life I did right," he breathed, trying and failing to keep his tears at bay. "And I loved him so fucking much."
Dear Santa
For: eawen_penallion [scrooged]
"They’re gonna come," Gus said sleepily as he tucked his bear beneath his arm. "Santa always keeps his promises."
Yes, Gus, There is a Santa Claus
For: cabbers [scrooged]
The broom clattered out of his hand and hit the garage floor seconds before Gus took off for the house. He thundered up the stairs and threw himself onto the bed as the tears began to well in his eyes.
It couldn’t be true; Santa was real, wasn’t he?
Meltdown at the Big-Q
For: peach_passion [scrooged]
He was in hell. There was no other way to describe it. Surrounded by sugar-laden children, harassed looking mommies, and all the trappings of an over-commercialized nightmare that he had, in some small way, helped create, Brian very reluctantly stood holding Gus’ hand as they waited to see Santa.
Tan and Balm
For: deviant_queen [scrooged]
He swore when he was older he’d never fucking celebrate Christmas.
Enemies
[Gus and Charlie centered]
The first time Charlie went into rehab, he was sixteen and tried to off himself in his mother's hideous bathroom.
fanfic100: 23-27, 29/100
[Great Big Box of Everything]