With a gun in his hand and the first to do time, the first of the gang to die.
Super short one-shot. Prompt: 'mirror'.
Creepy little Frerard I wrote years ago. Phycho!Frank.
If you signed up to the mailing list, you might want to read this.
Commonly known fact: my middle name is 'spams like fuck'.
I swear to be faithful to la Cosa Nostra. Should I betray, my flesh will burn.
Kinda sad Frerard, to do with the 'Day of the Dead'/'Dia de los Muertos'.
The final scene of First of the Gang to Die.
Pretty much a joke, written whilst hyper on sugar and Red Bull. Read if you want.
Not a story, just me being angsty.
Frerard smut one-shot, featuring the oh-so-sexy French language.
This is what you get when you mess with us.
Very creepy/horror Frerard one-shot. French for 'The Follower'.
I wonder to myself, could life ever be sane again?
Cricket and sectarianism. You know you want to read this.
Life is hard enough when you belong here.
Couldn't resist. Done with the help of onetwentyone.
Noun: a French term used in English to describe the predicament of thinking of the right comeback too late.
War:an openly declared state of organized conflict,typified by extreme aggression and high mortality.
My personal collection of my favourite anon questions I have been asked.
Read if it pleases you
Frerard one-shot. Mafia. Smut. Don de la Via. Sexy kidneys. Vibrators. Buckle in for the ride, folks.
If you like my work, you may want to check this out. Or you might not. Look, I don't know...
Those dudes in the MCRmy are cruising for a bruising.
Apparently I am homosexual for liking Radiohead. Alrighty then.
God, I am such a story whore atm.
If ye liked First of the Gang to Die...
Took something perfect, and painted it red. [Pretty pointless Frerard one-shot. Featuring sass and hair dye.]
Lost tales of Warped Tour '05.
Forget that "bright lights" shit,this is how I'm gonna die.
If you add boredom,Family Guy and booze,this is what you get.
Last upload.
Part two of "Untitled".
Unrelated topic to MCR.Well,kinda.
Writing this at four thirty in the morning.
Nothing is fair in love and war,my dears.
I speak to you on behalf of FicWad and myself.
Yeah,I can be a childish idiot too.
CUE THE MUSIC,BITCHEZ!
Me at my angst-y,blasphemous best.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I'm very depressing,aren't I?
*sigh* Something I had to do in English class.Thought I'd let you guys look at it first.
I thought this made a pretty good eulogy.
one shot.loosely based off "Streetcar Named Desire" by Tennessee Williams.