Frank's still angry, but Grant's tired of waiting.
[riot] part four of the sceneverse.

“Asshole.”
“Shithead.” Gerard elbowed Mikey out of the way, heading for the basement.
Mikey got in a kick to the back of Gerard’s calf. “Diva.”
Gerard spun around, looking every inch the entitled bitch Mikey had just accused him of being. “Fuck you!”
“You wish.” Mikey folded his arms and raised a challenging eyebrow.
Gerard stomped down the stairs, calling out a sullen, “Yeah, so what?”

In which 2005!Frank and Fun Ghoul get it on. Then Frank accidentally winds up in 2019.

Father Way accidentally taps into the memories of an angel, and stumbles into the middle of a millennia-long doomed romance.
[riot] contains side rikey.

Gerard, Frank, and Mikey are together in every sense of the word.

There’s a dude sitting in one of the high-backed chairs opposite the reception desk. Mostly obscured by a fake ficus plant between them, the guy probably wouldn’t have been noticeable save for the lazy sprawl of his legs, the Chucks contrasting against the floral rug.

Today Mikey had tried every which way in the world to get Gerard stirred up.

Gerard has been a jerk for a month, and Mikey's not putting up with it any more.

Jared's got the biggest dick.

Sam wants Dean, but he'd like him even better dead.
[bee] this fic is a little dark, but i promise it isn't as bad as it sounds. there's a warning for non-con, but it's not graphic or inflicted on sam or dean.