Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

Some fluffy Frerard oneshots and occasional smut I promise the more recent stories are a lot better than the first ones.

one message from: Unknown Number Unknown Number: help please help oh my god help me (Completed January 2nd, 2017)

Four years, many exes, a couple of albums, a band split and a band hiatus... a lot has happened since Ryan Ross walked away from Panic! At The Disco. Trying to get lost and forget his feelings for Brendon Urie isn't a walk in the park. So when he comes back to right some wrongs and hope to mend the bridges he burned, is four years enough time for them to make amends - or further their problems?

Mr Iero is probably the worst and most inexperienced English teacher on the planet, probably even the worst teacher, or even just the worst human being, but this is probably the worst school on the planet, and everyone knows teaching is just about making sixteen year olds laugh in order to better your ego, or at least that's what Frank keeps telling himself. Mr Way is going to get the art department enough funding to have this trip to Paris, even if he dies accomplishing it; other items on his agenda include defending his position as dominant homosexual, and pretentious artist motherfucker, and the new 'amazing' Mr Iero in room sixty eight B has no hopes of stopping him there, even if he is as cute as everyone says, and even if he is totally all for helping Mr Way getting that trip to Paris.

Dan Howell is a good boy. He spends most of his time studying and does all his homework. Phil Lester is a bad boy. He's failed nearly every class, and sleeps with a different person nearly every night. Only once Phil makes a bet and a school project is assigned do their paths cross. This story will contain smut and angst, trust me. I'm not claiming phan is real and I do now own Dan or Phil. I own a wattpad and bad grammar; that is all.

Inspired by the latest DanandPhilGAMES video. My first smut so opinions would be great. Dan and Phil both think the other doesn't feel the same way as they do, until one day Phil decides he's has enough of hearing Dan cry himself to sleep every night.

Dan was a teenage boy who was a bit awkward and not the most popular person. He was happy, but not the happiest he could be. That was until he was told about a certain YouTuber who changes his life forever. A FICTIONAL story of how Phan became what it is today. This is a safe Phan fiction with no triggers (although if anyone disagrees be sure to let me know).

after a certain website broadcasted dan howell's phone number to every visitor, he was bound to get a few texts. it was pure luck that phil lester was the one to text him. ❝ emo kid dan☽ : actually... philly✧ : ??? whats up emo boy ❞ minor swearing and some adult themes. triggers will be tagged. highest ranking : #73 in fanfiction, #26 in phanfiction