A group of rival satanists attacks the Ministry. Iyrin, now a fallen Angel, is struggling with their new demonic condition, and things between them and Papa Emeritus III are not going as they both expected. Terzo's revenge against the rival satanists during a Metallica concert only makes things worse. -This is a spin off of the main story IYRIN.-

An Angel in human form gets kidnapped and brought to the Ministry by a group of drunk Ghouls. Papa Emeritous III is summoned to solve the delicate situation and avoid a diplomatic incident with God, but things take an interesting turn. ** Terzo finally found a cassock, unsure if it was his, and did his best to put it on while rummaging around for other items that would lend him some credibility. He spotted a Pallium on a chair and quickly grabbed it before heading to the door. "Siste-" Sister Imperator stood there, in front of the door, accompanied by a group of Ghouls and sisters. "Whoa, someone really fucked up," he muttered, still unable to open his eyes properly. He reached for his emergency shades that he kept near the door. "I hope it wasn't me."

Gerard Way sees the world differently. Alone and institutionalised, Gerard claims that he is being hunted, and that his mind holds the key to existence. Does Gerard really hold such a powerful secret? Or is he just insane like everyone else in the institution?

(Victorian AU) Frank Iero is an orphan adopted by - and subsequently kicked out of - a rich, aristocratic, and very religious family. With no money and no family, he finds a way to make a name for himself through tutoring. Eventually, he's hired to tutor for Lord Way's two daughters, and there, he finds that there's more to life than a good book and a rosary. (TW: religious guilt, past child abuse)

"Frank Iero. A younger man with a dazzling appearance; pale skin coated in tattoos, stunning hazel eyes, a stupid, overly-excited smile that was almost always plastered across his face... I couldn't wait to smear his blood all over the walls". Gerard Way is a murderer, and Frank Iero is his next victim. The night has finally come for Gerard to kill him. However, some complications arise in the process.

Frank Iero, a down-on-his-luck Jersey Mike's employee, realizes that he is actually inside a Frerard fanfiction written by a teenage girl. Warning: This story contains... -Strong Language -Violence -Mild Gore -Mild NSFW scenes -A writer's fragile ego -New Jersey -The Big Gay -Lame puns May also contain nuts. Those with nut allergies are advised to avoid contact with this fanfiction. Please consult a doctor or physician if erection lasts longer than five hours. Original content. Do not steal. If you steal this, the author will break into your house in the middle of the night and drink all of your shampoo. Cover artwork by @ecto.bat on Instagram. You better show her some love and support or else.

"You are never coming home." * * * There are some days in life you'll never forget. Your first date, perhaps, or even your first kiss. Maybe even your first experience with death, because not all of these days have to be good. Some of these days are delightful, filled with joy and cheer, and others are haunting, memorable in the worst ways possible. You try to keep those days away from your thoughts and make sure the happy ones are always on hand, but it's difficult. It's difficult to forget your first heartbreak, or the loss of a loved one, isn't it? Life is so chock-full of surprises for us to experience, and we can't control what kinds of days are thrown at us. But as for me, I'll never forget the day when my baby brother Mikey was drafted into what would soon become the worst and most devastating world war in history.

The unholy union of a high school AU and a ghost story. Gerard's life takes a strange turn when his family moves to a small town in Vermont and he discovers the locals aren't all what they seem to be. Also includes: unexpected nature walks, murder, pining, improper treatment of crime scenes, a number of bone-related puns, high school bullies, and a short-range shrub named Ferdinand. First: some extra warnings - This contains violence, homophobia, character death (but the character's still there--there's a fair amount of delving into the subject of death and dying, though, so be aware of that.) There's also some bizarre supernatural sex, but no necrophilia. Just putting that out there now, in case anyone was worried. NO NECROPHILIA. It also could be argued that there's a pretty big age disparity. (DISCLAIMER) This is not my story I just liked it so I posted it here. Credit goes to novembersmith on Archive Of Our Own.

Frank is a skilled assassin. He kills people for a living. He is not meant to fall in love with someone he's been hired to kill. He's supposed to just kill the guy and get it over with. If that's the case then why is Gerard Way still alive? This was originally published to Archive of Our Own, and I am aware that this story has been published on this website before, however I am the original author and that version was unauthorized. This is the "official" version. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised.

It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each other by dead-town states and not even aware of each other's existence, it's far from being over. It's not about saving the world. It's about saving themselves. ----------------------------------