Okay, so THIS? Is my new favourite piece of the internet until this fic gets posted in full. Miscreant art-student Gerard ruminating on the colour-status of black, and Nathan taunting him and being so utterly Nathan in just two sentences: this is delicious. Please tell me Gerard will get annoyed by how none of the Misfits can pronounce his name?

(Your recap post about the Planetary Party was amazing, by the way: I was very glad to read an amusing and legible recap - prior to your post, I was getting very bitter at illiterate six year olds on Tumblr xD)