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Mai Writing and Drawing Bin
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    Time 39m
Ongoing, First published May 28, 2018
Okay first of all that art on the cover is not mine it's too godly lol I was gonna use my own art but it's high key trashy so uh yeah
Anyways, this is just a collection of short stories and imagines (specifically emo trinity imagines wh00ps) that I don't think are good enough to merit their own book. A couple of chapters will be just be art dumps, and some will just be literal shitposts wh00ps
Please do not repost my art without my permission (although it's too trashy for anyone to do that lol).
Enjoy.
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Wintertime (Frerard, Sequel to Summertime)

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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 past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)