"I have much to tell you, but I don't want to do it in a letter. For I hope to see you soon, and then we will talk face to face. Then our joy will be complete." What would you do if this was the last sentence in a conversation you had with a dear friend? For Skev and Endrestria, this means going on an adventure, meeting new friends, discovering themselves as well as the other, and learning more magic. This friendship was unlikely to begin with, and the variables were few. But the relationship grew, and the two girls became to know each other well. After establishing a good friendship, one of them goes on small adventures. She writes the other a lot, always ending the letter the same way. One day, a fight breaks out, and the two are summoned to participate in it. Tragedy falls, marking the start for the biggest adventure either of them have ever had. This is my first published story, so please be kind, but I would still like criticism! If you want to dm me about anything related to this story, my username is @Krpoirier5 on twitter! Credits to my friend Skevian for the species "skevian" and the character "Skev"!

(written in 2016) 2016/01/20 Sunday. If you really want to know about me, this first thing you'd want to read is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and what my parents did in their spare time before they had me, and all that John Green kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you really want to know the truth. In fact, I'd much rather start of by saying that my name is Mikey Way and I spend at least 16 hours a day of my life sitting in a wheelchair. I'd also like to let everyone here know that they are under no obligation to read my blog but I am under obligation to write it. On account of the fact that my therapist thinks I'm John Watson or some crap. Regardless, here I am, pretending to have something to say about how my day went even though if anyone asked I would say that I was fine. Because that's just what you're supposed to say instead of saying that it's cold and miserable and if you died you wouldn't really mind. But I'll post this anyway while pretending to think that anyone will read it.

Title says all... I apologize in advance.

//Completed// ----- \\Two Losers In Love\\ ----- //Van's// ----- \\Warped\\ ----- //Tour// ----- \\ 2 0 0 5 \\

『"gerardway: Hey, how's your day? xfrnkiero: better now :)"』 | punk! gerard x pastel! frank ; instagram/texting fic | the first few chapters may seem boring but trust me, things get cute & wholesome real fast :) | all art used is created by me | short chapters & lowercase intended {started; 09/27/2020 completed; 11/22/2020} ©shootholywater 2020 all rights reserved. frerard fanfiction

Gerard tries to set up his little brother Mikey with Pete Wentz

Gerard Way has made his mind up. He is going to commit suicide in eighteen days time. So he's decided to write letters. One everyday, up until March 22nd, the day he's planned to die on. Mikey, Gerard's brother, and Frank, his best friend, have no idea. Their still living their lives, oblivious that Gerard wants to end his. Will Gerard change his mind, or is has he been doomed to die from the start? (Obviously this story will tackle heavy issues. Reader discretion is advised) [Also, there is Frerard and Petekey. Enjoy]

Pete and Mikey were best friends, inseparable. However, they both had a secret that they wouldn't dare to admit.

"Now everyone, keep calm. It's just a storm. The lights will probably be back up in a few minutes." ~*~*~ In which polar opposites Mikey Way and Pete Wentz are stuck in class during a severe storm. They've never talked before this, never even batted an eyelash at each other. But today, as the lights go out, and the chaos outside rages on, that may just change. ~*~*~ sorry about the poor-quality summary, just know that there's a ton of fluff in here, lmao.

Pete insists on spelling Mikey's name wrong. Mikey doesn't mind (mostly). based on that tumblr prompt where the barista insists on spelling the same customer's name wrong each time. aha I'm secretly both coffee shop ah trash AND high school au trash who will stop me