in zak's imagination, anything was possible. even without a huge load of money standing beside his name, he found his own way of buying to happiness. zak's mindset was simple. he would live the way he wanted, act the way he wanted, and love whoever he wanted. he simply lived his own life the way he wanted to. it was a smooth rhythm and the chain had never been interrupted. that was until a converse wearing brunette boy from across the street thought - even with a charming smile and a terribly faked personality - that zak wasn't who he tried to be. 🏆 - #1 skephalo; january 12th 2020

"He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." When notorious pirate (and total asshole) Gerard Way snatches young, innocent Frank Iero from his tidy, planned-out life and deposits him on the infamous pirate ship, The Black Freighter, he is immersed in a world of deception, violence and sin. The thing is, though, he knows from the start that it won't be the fighting that destroys him-- it will be the loathing he and Gerard feel for each other that will tear him apart in the end.

❝Everyone has flaws. You me, Michael and Ashton - we're all just a club of misfits.❞ A club for those who need a friend created by two best friends.

one where louis has an eating disorder and works at a café. he meets the baker with the big heart, and horrible flirting skills who just wants to know what's wrong with him.

WAS PREVIOUSLY PRINCESS ❝He called me Princess, everytime he violated me and he did it so many times that I forgot the sweetness of the word.❞ au where Louis Tomlinson's boyfriend lodges a complaint against Harry Styles and Liam Payne knows more than he should. 5-5-19 to 17-5-19

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

Frank and Gerard were convinced that their love could overcome anything, including Frank's abusive father, not to mention Gerard's own deep seated insecurities, but something even worse is waiting to tear them apart. ~~~ This is the rewritten version of So Little Time-my first Frerard fanfic. *trigger warning for terminal illness, self-harm, suicidal thoughts and actions, and character death* Completed Playlist: https://player.spotify.com/user/zookrates/playlist/68sn9imElSq3JPEQr6qKgz

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

This is a small collection of one-shot letters between Louis and his band mates after his successful suicide attempt. This story shows the pain and hardship of losing a band mate, a friend and a loved one.

"Honey, Im made of plastic and youre faker than me." Harry discovers his childhood doll in his late mother's attic and decides to take it home. After wishing for a better life, his doll Louis suddenly comes to life and things cant seem to get any better or weirder.