Just a bunch of different one-shots... mainly fluff, some smut so WARNING in case you don't like that.

Gerard never witnessed 9/11. He continued his normal life, got a normal job, and many years later, he got married and now they're expecting a child. Then he runs into someone from his past.

A collection of (awful) short poems about my life, depression, domestic abuse, self harm... whatever I am feeling at the time. They could be triggering, so please be aware. Not that people will even read these. I am not a good writer, by any means.