lisa roquin's fic and art

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~So Pretty, Baby--adult. Bob/Frank
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( Threesomes )


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( Just Frankie Series )


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( Art of Codependency Series )



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( Crossovers )

title One of Those Nights
author: lisa roquin
fandom: MCR
rating Adult
pairing/characters: Gerard Way/Brian Schechter
disclaimer: lies, fiction, untrue. completely and totally made up. I know no one, know nothing of their personal lives. I make no claims of knowing much of anything.
author notes: written for porn_battle round 2 though I may possibly come back and rewrite extend this a bit eventually, here it is.
word count: 662


( one of those nights )

title: Nothing That Can't Be Dealt With
author: lisa roquin
rating: mature
fandom: Bandom-MCR
series/sequel: Just Frankie Verse
disclaimer: complete and total *FICTION*
summary: Bob has to admit My Chem had problems, but they had pieces of that something that was going to be amazing if they could get it to all fit together right.
warning: language, adult content, alcohol/drug use & abuse mention,
author's note: timeline concurrent to Stumbling Forward.
wordcount: 3467


( nothing that can't be dealt with )

header & part one

( Stumbling Forward 2/2 )

title: Stumbling Forward
author: lisa roquin
rating: adult
fandom: Bandom/MCR (AU)
series/sequel: Just Frankie Verse
characters/pairings: gen, ensamble, Frankie centric
summary: Mikey's moments of strange are keeping apace with Gerard's spiral, Pelissier can be counted on for curtain call and bus call and that's about it, Frank's carefully constructed walls of denial and avoidance are slowly crumbling.
disclaimer: completely. totally. *FICTION*
warning: gender issues, alcohol and substance abuse issues, sexual discussion, sexual situations, mild violence.
author's note: despite moments of crudity, blatant foot-in-mouth and less than PC, or even fit to say in front of your mother, comments from the characters, the subject matter is not taken lightly, nor am I the most confident in my ability to get this particular story to read "right" or even remotely non-awful. An experiment to see if I can write this remotely decent.
wordcount: 11,800+


( Stumbling Forward )

title: Purple Swirly Sparkly Bottle of Doom
author: lisa roquin
rating: crack
fandom: MCR/(you'll figure it out)
series/sequel: ~hides~ no. please no.
characters/pairings: My Chem, OCs & the OC's 60's TV character parents.
disclaimer: I've lost my mind. This didn't happen. Nor do I own any copyrighted characters.
summary: Cassandra Jean Nelson is her mother's daughter and no one would claim the little purple bottle, so it ended up in the community property junk drawer in the bus kitchenette.
warning: crack
author's note: this is what chronic pain and not enough sleep or caffiene can do.
wordcount: too many, I shall hide now. (2100+)

( purple swirly sparkly bottle of doom )

title Just Frankie
author: lisa roquin
fandom: bandom (MCR)
rating 15?
pairing/characters: gen, Frankie centric
disclaimer: lies, fiction, untrue. completely and totally made up. I know no one, know nothing of their personal lives. I make no claims of knowing much of anything.
summary: For Frankie Iero, Frank was a natural progression, it really was.
warning: bio-girl!Frank. Gender-issues.
author notes: this...is...yeah. Not my usual, but this is what cropped up while trying to beat other muses into submission.
word count:5200+


( Just Frankie )

Title: Art of Codependency: Magic
Author: Lise (lisa roquin)
Pairing: more or less gen, background (and overheard) het, can very easily be read as pre-slash if your heart so desires.
Rating: mature
fandom: bandom (god help me), MCR in specific
POV: varying
Summary: They guys set to work on writing. Frank hums, then the groove hits. And they've got it.
Disclaimer: oh, what? of course this is the gospel truth. And I love your hat, tinfoil is all the rage this year, and so useful about keeping those pesky aliens and telepaths from getting in your head, I agree. Hello. Reality Check. This is pure bullshit. Fiction. Look it up.
Author Notes: a million things I should and need to be doing, but I took a very necessary mental health time out to try to find words again before I lost my damn mind. And this is what showed up.
Dedications: points. it's her fault. all hers. and she knows who she is. she's a little busy rolling on the floor laughing at me right now. but I swear. It's her fault. And yes that is so a dedication. if she can make death threats to make me post this, I can blame her for a dedication.

Gerard || Bob || Therapy || Them

( magic )

Title: Art of Codependency: Them
Author: Lise aka lisa roquin
Pairing: gen, but multiple, predominantly het, in passing mention
Rating: mature
fandom: bandom (god help me), MCR in specific
POV: Gerard
Summary: The hum of the engine, the road beneath them, the movement, them.
Disclaimer: oh, what? of course this is the gospel truth. And I love your hat, tinfoil is all the rage this year, and so useful about keeping those pesky aliens and telepaths from getting in your head, I agree. Hello. Reality Check. This is pure bullshit. Fiction. Look it up.
Author Notes: a million things I should and need to be doing, but I took a very necessary mental health time out to try to find words again before I lost my damn mind. And this is what showed up.
Dedications: points. it's her fault. all hers. and she knows who she is. she's a little busy rolling on the floor laughing at me right now. but I swear. It's her fault. And yes that is so a dedication. if she can make death threats to make me post this, I can blame her for a dedication.


Gerard || Bob || Therapy

( them )

Title: Art of Codependency: Therapy
Author: Lise (lisa roquin)
Pairing: more-or-less gen, but multiple pairings, predominantly het, in passing mention, easily read as pre-slash if you so desire
Rating: mature
fandom: bandom (god help me), MCR in specific
POV: varying
Summary: "I tried explaining you guys..." "And he thinks you're fucking nuts,"
Disclaimer: oh, what? of course this is the gospel truth. And I love your hat, tinfoil is all the rage this year, and so useful about keeping those pesky aliens and telepaths from getting in your head, I agree. Hello. Reality Check. This is pure bullshit. Fiction. Look it up.
Author Notes: a million things I should and need to be doing, but I took a very necessary mental health time out to try to find words again before I lost my damn mind. And this is what showed up.
Dedications: points. it's her fault. all hers. and she knows who she is. she's a little busy rolling on the floor laughing at me right now. but I swear. It's her fault. And yes that is so a dedication. if she can make death threats to make me post this, I can blame her for a dedication.

Gerard || Bob

( therapy )

Title: Art of Codependency: Bob
Author: Lise aka lisa roquin
Pairing: more-or-less gen, but multiple pairings, predominantly het, in passing mention, easily read as pre-slash if you so desire
Rating: mature
fandom: bandom (god help me), MCR in specific
POV: Bob
Summary: Mikey and Frank couldn't. Ray didn't work for this apparantly. So it was his turn, and he doesn't have the slightest clue what the fuck to do except hold on as tight as he can.
Disclaimer: oh, what? of course this is the gospel truth. And I love your hat, tinfoil is all the rage this year, and so useful about keeping those pesky aliens and telepaths from getting in your head, I agree. Hello. Reality Check. This is pure bullshit. Fiction. Look it up.
Author Notes: a million things I should and need to be doing, but I took a very necessary mental health time out to try to find words again before I lost my damn mind. And this is what showed up.
Dedications: points. it's her fault. all hers. and she knows who she is. she's a little busy rolling on the floor laughing at me right now. but I swear. It's her fault. And yes that is so a dedication. if she can make death threats to make me post this, I can blame her for a dedication.

Gerard

( art of codependency: bob )

Title: Art of Codependency: Gerard
Author: Lise aka lisa roquin
Pairing: more or less gen, but multiple pairings, predominantly het, in passing mention, can easily be read pre-slash
Rating: mature
fandom: bandom (god help me), MCR in specific
POV: Mikey, Gerard
Summary: It's no one's fault but that final straw that shatters everything is still that final straw.
Disclaimer: oh, what? of course this is the gospel truth. And I love your hat, tinfoil is all the rage this year, and so useful about keeping those pesky aliens and telepaths from getting in your head, I agree. Hello. Reality Check. This is pure bullshit. Fiction. Look it up.
Author Notes: a million things I should and need to be doing, but I took a very necessary mental health time out to try to find words again before I lost my damn mind. And this is what showed up.
Dedications: points. it's her fault. all hers. and she knows who she is. she's a little busy rolling on the floor laughing at me right now. but I swear. It's her fault. And yes that is so a dedication. if she can make death threats to make me post this, I can blame her for a dedication.


( art of codependency: gerard )