It's 1995, and Castiel's high school years are destined to be difficult: home-schooled until eighth grade, he is awkward, shy, and socially inept. The weird kid with the funny name would rather isolate himself and draw in his sketchbook than deal with the constant bullying he faces every day. Things only get worse in...
"Misconception can lead us down treacherous pathways. Listen to the whispers of fate and take the roads you know will be okay but do not fear the risk itself, for it is half the journey." ~M.M.
Frank Iero has just started work at Glenside Mental Institute, New Jersey. All seems easy enough, until he's assigned to the new patient, Gerard Way. [only read if you canstand chapters shorter than frank himself]
"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."
What happens when Sherlock and Molly get lost in the woods together?
Gerard has something that's been holding him back for a while and needs to let Frank know before he slips away. - A/N- hi! Yes I am aware of the fact that this is the crappiest little oneshot out there, but this little piece of shit saved my life. I write when I'm sad, and this piece of writing holds the most meaning...
