warnings: strong language, sexual content, extreme violence/gore, drug use, drug abuse, suggestive themes, character death, possible triggers
The year is 2035, and the government has finally fallen.
And what rose from the ashes, the new set of rules, weren't something that Frank Iero seemed to understand. With him and his runaway best friend finally off the streets and back on the grid, they think they finally have another shot at a new beginning.
But between the old enemies still on their tails, the psycho brothers next door that use everything on their block with a pulse as target practice, losing the map to their only save haven, the rose vest in Alex's backpack the only clue to who stole it, and the scorpion shaped brand forced in their necks to tell them how their story ends,
there doesn't seem to be any hope of ever starting over.
there isnt enough soulmate frerard fanfics so i made one
29 parts Complete Mature
29 parts
Complete
Mature
around the age of 16 something happens to you...
you and your soulmate become connected. you could get a tattoo of their first words, a string connecting you to them, share a sense with them, a bit of your hair is always their hair color, a tattoo with their first words, game of hot and cold. The possibilities are endless.
the popular boy is 'innocent'
the punk kid is 'an asshole'
but things are never quite what they seem
Jesus that seems ominous.
note: I've changed a lot since i wrote this, I dont agree or condone any of this shit -jynx march 2022