Paint and Crayons [a Frerard AU]
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  • Reads 4,442
  • Votes 201
  • Parts 29
  • Time 3h 41m
Ongoing, First published Apr 28, 2017
Sixteen-year-old Gerard Way enrols to his new school, an art school which he has dreamed of going ever since he was a child. He was loving every second he spent in the building, but that was until he found a mysteriously conceived note scrawled in black ink.
  
   Frank was hating it, he hates everything. He hates himself, he hates how he looks, he hates the body his soul living in and - just everything. Frank's an art student with an eating disorder, a suicidal child, a boy who has planned his death. His life was fucked up and is about to get fucked over even more. 
  
   "Because paint is luxurious, tender, posh and vibrant whilst crayons are sensitive, eccentric and only acceptable to some people. But won't the two make a beautiful masterpiece?"
  
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"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH