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.

"What a shame we all remain such fragile broken things..." Two years have passed. Two years since Revolution and Kobra have split. Two years since Patrick has left. Certainly, things aren't the same for the sisters, the Killjoys, and the Defenders. The group is reminded of their mission: to find The Girl and save Battery City. But it won't be easy when things begin to reoccur. Cover made by @notreallyren_ via twitter

(Danger Days) - Adelaide runs from Battery City, hoping to start a new life. What she finds is far from what she expected. [ #2 in killjoys - 1/3/19 ; #7 in dangerdays - 3/28/19 ]

Frank is a hopelessly short, hopelessly desperate, and just generally hopeless highschooler, whose only friend is the amazingly tall kid with the 'fro: Ray Toro. School is mundane, school is just, well, school: Lindsey Ballato is a goddess, Pete Wentz is a MySpace whore, and Brendon Urie totally deserved getting kicked in the balls last summer, but then Mikey fucking Way turns up and before Frank knows it he's over at the Way household and swooning over an unfairly hot older brother who has totally just made out with an overly casual Lindsey Ballato. And that's not even to mention Gerard's past and sort of ex-boyfriend Bert McCracken who he kind of did, kind of didn't leave in the old town he and Mikey just moved from, but what is for sure is that Gerard Way can't help but stare at Mikey's sort of best friend, Frank, just a little too much. But Gerard is older and sort of world's away from Frank's league: he's like Lindsey Ballato - unobtainable and godly, and most definitely a member of the elite sex club that Frank reckons Lindsey's involved in. And this elite club of people who've seen Gerard Way naked? Let's say, Frank Iero wants in... to Gerard's pants. However Mikey thinks that it's less of a club and more of a support group.

After being attacked at a house party, Cole Wentz has been diagnosed with insomnia, severe anxiety, and is showing symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. No one knows what really happened to her, but her brother, Pete Wentz, is determined to find out. That's where Operation Breathe Her Back To Life comes in. Taken on tour with his band Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and Paramore on the Discomposed Composers Tour, her secret slowly begins to unravel. Dealing with trying to forget and protecting herself from letting anyone hurt her again, what happens when a certain Mr. Patrick Stump falls for the girl who's got troubled thoughts and a self esteem to match? TRIGGER: SELF HARM, SUICIDE, ETC.

Charlotte Robin Dun is a smart girl- really. She just makes some poor choices with even poorer judgement. Her best friends aren't exactly the best of role models either. Her parents are upset with her, her brother Josh is disappointed in her, and Tyler Joseph- the boy with a gigantic crush on Charlotte- just wants to help her out. But things don't work out so easily for her when one fateful night both makes her world crash down on her while simultaneously giving her a reality check. Given one last chance to straighten up and adopt a better attitude, Robin finds herself struggling to cope with the terrible things that are continued to be thrown her way. All she wants is for everyone to leave her alone(be there), and Tyler Joseph makes the latter his personal mission. W: PROFANITY, VIOLENCE, DRUG USE AND ALCOHOL, AND FLUFFY MOMENTS THAT JUST MIGHT KILL YOU

24 year old college senior Alaina goes to a Fall Out Boy concert with her little sister on their Save Rock and Roll tour. Her night takes a twist when she goes to the bathroom and runs into 26 year old Brendon Urie, which she didn't know was the lead singer of Panic! at the time. When she goes backstage and meets Brendon again, will her perfect planned out life go as she expected?

A story about a few fucked up kids at Hogwarts. Harry Potter fanfiction. TRIGGER WARNING: The story could involve drugs, abuse, bad language, suicide attempts...

❝What a shame we all became such fragile broken things...❞ Two sisters, Adrenaline Revolution and Adrenaline Bomb Sunshine, can only rely on each other ever since the Silencers and Better Living Industries teamed up to dominate the world piece by piece. When wanting answers, they have to fight for them and form allies. But who can they trust to turn to when all they have ever known was to trust their own blood?