/Text Fic Both Katsuki and Shoto have trouble sleeping for each of their own reasons. But one day Shoto hears a loud scream in the dorm, obviously from Katsuki. So he sends a text to ask him what's wrong. #1 in Todobaku 9/9/21 #1 in Bakutodo 7/3/20 #221 in texting 9/27/20 #1 in tdbk 4/22/20 #1 in bktd 4/7/20 #1 in BakugouxTodoroki 5/4/20 #1 in bakugoukatsuki 6/21/20 #1 Todorokixbakugou 10/15/20 #3 TodorokiShoto 11/13/20 #4 BakugouKatsuki 11/13/20

Every poem by F. T. Willz I could find. Some of them are titled by me seeing as they didn't have any titles or dates to use as a chapter name, although every poem is definitely written by F. T. Willz. Enjoy.

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.

Frank Iero wasn't like most other teenage boys, Gerard found that out rather quickly. Frank was born with a curse that he's tried his hardest to get rid of, a curse that only caused death and destruction and he had to try his best to hide it.

Gerard is a talented magician, responsible for much of the success of the famous Envision Destiny cruise ship. He's also one of those people. You know, one of those people who just seem to take up all the space they come across with their arrogance and confidence. You wouldn't wanna touch their personality with a 10-foot pole, but still people admire them. That is beyond Frank. Working behind the cruise ship bars and seeing Gerard pretty much every day, he can't understand what's so great about him. Besides, everybody else doesn't have to deal with his snide remarks and rude comments. Because if there's one thing Gerard seems to love, it's the act of constantly pestering Frank. Story credits goes to innocent_wolves on livejournal.com

Coffee-holic Gerard Way works in a little paint store called Brush Strokes. He was minding his own business, when punk school boy Frank Iero comes waltzing in! Gerard having recently applied for a part time art teachers job at Frank's school, they become good friends, even though Gerard and Frank would like it to be more than that; they know that's it's wrong- right? Frank meets Gerard's brother and his friend Ray, who are: interesting characters and take Frank out of his comfort zone, but try to help him win Gerard over and become his boyfriend! Will the plan be successful? They'll face many heart clenching challenges and defeats. Whose to say they'll make it out alive?

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

DISCLAIMER: this book does not condone violence of any sort nor does it romanticize mental illness, toxic relationships or any other theme that is presented in here! This story contains Frerard oneshots with themes such as: possible rape, verbal\physical\psychological violence, mental illness, disability, abuse, illegal activities, BDSM, DD\LB and so on, so if you are uncomfortable with\don't like these kinds of themes I highly suggest you don't read this. Don't worry, I'm a nice person in real life. None of these contain death or hardcore tragedy! (AND DON'T COMMENT ASOTM REFERENCES THANK YOU!) Hope you enjoy :)

17 year old Gerard Way, is different from the rest of the boys in Belleville, New Jersey...One difference being that Gerard is Gay, and is also a cross dresser. The sassy 17 year old, isn't afraid to show the world who he really is. But what happens when this flirtatious young man, falls hard in love...With his English teacher?