plebefic headers: To him murder was easy, and living was hard...

1. Summary: Gerard can't die. Normally, this would be good news, but lately he's been feeling pretty suicidal.



2. Summary: "How is it that she's like, little Miss Morning-fucking-Glory when we're on the...bitter cusp of gratuitous bloodshed?"
   "Actually, you used to be little Mr. Good-fucking-Morning for awhile yourself. Chew on that one, buttercup."



3. [Author's Notes] Oh, and I must apologize for using the word fuck a lot. I usually don't, but for some reason Tommy in my mind uses it a lot. Sorry. ^_^



4. Summary: Murder. A simple word that means so many things. It was the power of having someones life in your very palms, the power to see a persons true colors as they grasped at their last breath. To him murder was easy, and living was hard...
   Until he stumbled across his new toy, Frank Iero...



5. Disclaimer: This was actually based on my own characters but i got bored and wanted to spice it up a little!