Just Two Outcasts [Frerard]

Just a simple Frerard, written by a boring Bass Therapist.

Lie To Me (Frerard)

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 theat...

Frerard One Shots

Just a big book full of one shots that I come up with. There is no set update day. Just when I think of an idea and write it. They may be days apart, weeks, I don't know, but I'll try to think of as many as I can without making them similar to many things you may have read. Sorry if some aren't good, but I'm trying...

4am Crack - Frerard -

So I wake myself up at around 4am and I write down stories. Do remember, I don't intentionally write these, this is my fucked up brain when I wake up early. Warning: MIGHT BECOME STUPIDER JUST BY READING THIS

Convicts - Frerard

Those brown eyes stared up into Frank's unwavering gaze. Frank's eyes held no emotion as he twisted the knife, causing the man underneath him to let out a whimper, a warm liquid staining Frank's hand.

No Homo, Bromeo (Frerard, Petekey, Ryden)

Frank is an emo piece of shit who needs to get a grip on life. Gerard is an edgy fuckboy with totally not infected stretched ears and an obsession with writing shit poetry, also all he listens to is Neck Deep and Front Porch Step because they understand his inner angst and how he really is, and all that One Direction...

FrnkIero Is Typing...

Frnk: Is This Gerard Way? What Gerard Way gets for writing his kik name on the boys bathroom wall when he's at a low point.

Beautiful Boy (Sequel to FrnkIero Is Typing)

It's been two years since Frank left Gerard, and they haven't spoken since. Frank still isn't over the boy who broke his heart, but he still manages to live and attempt to move on. That is until the two unknowingly apply for the same job and are hired.

Wintertime (Frerard, Sequel to Summertime)

Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these...