(Any chapters with an * are smut) Just some Frerard oneshots that I thought of randomly. I take requests if you think I'm good enough to write yours.

The clue is in the title really ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Anyway enjoi this, I have never done something like this that makes me seem so committed to writing. To be fair I thought fuck it and now I'm doing it. AN:- This is not a smut challenge unless you want me to make one next but for now it's just one shots. Completed:-100% complete

A story in which Gerard is a drug dealer criminal living in his brothers basement, Mikey is a police officer trying to prevent his brother from getting arrested, Pete is an alcoholic who Mikey keeps arresting and Frank is an annoying teenager who's sleeping with Gerard. Petekey & Frerard

Halloween is coming up; the fall festival is in town. Frank takes a break from the instrument store and plays a school nurse in the haunted house with his partner-in-horror, Hambone. Pete and Mikey invite Gerard to go to the festival with them; though Pete might've played things too far and bet Gerard to go in the haunted house alone for 50 bucks... What happens? **A Halloween blurb for all of you!**

Gerard Way has wanted to be a dad ever since he was a kid but as he gets older he fears he might not be able to and tries to adopt. Unfortunately, they won't let him because he's a single dad so instead him and his best friend devise a scheme to get Gerard a child.

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.

Colors are something that don't exist in the world where Gerard lives. Well, there's colors for certain people. Gee has always wanted to be one of the people who can see colors, he wants to see the beauty that his grandma always tells him about. One day he does see colors, one day with Frank Iero.

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.

Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.