FUCKER

2017-2018 It's been 12? 12 fucking years. And I still hate you. *This is presented a little differently than usual. Hope you enjoy.*

All We Need is Daylight

Frank is thrust all too suddenly into a new life, one where he's not warmly welcomed. He's the best goddamn hockey player he knows, though, and he's not going to let anyone take that away from him. Or at least, not until his world comes tumbling down. PLEASE be advised, this fic is going to deal with rape, it is going...

inked blues. (f. iero) **COMPLETED**

"... i felt as though i was being suffocated by you until i was blue in the face. now that i have finally set myself free from the torture.... you still find ways to crawl back into my mind. the very thought of you makes me want to puke all over the floor. the future i saw with you has been shattered, like my hopes of...

When We're Both Thirty

Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a b...