This is the story of Grey Caverly who moved to Bellevile, New Jersey after witnessing her father's horrific death. She swore never to let anyone in again, and she never did, besides her best friend...
I've posted this before but I get too anxious to keep my poetry up. Fucking Hunger Games puns, man.
Can you help me find this fanfic? PLEASE
Auditions for War :)
FRERARD Code Purple, the most urgent, important code on their list, used after break ups.Code Purple needs more treatment; sympathy, cuddles, reassurance and junk food, lots and lots of junk food.
Frank woke up to this annoying squeaking noise next to him. Frikey.
Ray lent the back of his head against the door. "There's something beautiful about death" he thought to himself, placing out the pills on the sink in front of him. *suicide*
My little sister has started to help me write stories so we are going to do a chain of small stories.
(One shot)Just a very quick frerard PWP. Frank just loves seeing Gerard in a suit, and he's determined to prove it.
There's 52 ways to murder anyone. 1 and 2 are the same, and they both work as well.
He should be breaking into uncountable, bloodstained pieces. But he wasn't. [Oneshot]
Frank wants to know how far he can push Gerard.
This is quite old but I'm rather proud of it and so I thought it'd be a nice way to introduce myself here.I'm not sure if I'll write more or not...enjoy reading, anyway.
(This is not how it started out to be, was suppose tobe a one-shot.. then this happened) Gerard lay across the couch in his apartment on a Saturday night, normally he would be out at the local rock...
Just a little one shot I wrote ages ago about Frank and Jamia's twins being born. Funny,and fluffy.