After a failed suicide attempt, 15 year old Alexa is abandoned by her parents. That is, if you could consider them parents in the first place. She has been living in a psychiatric ward in New Jersey for a little over 3 months. The only escape she has from her past, depression, and suicidal thoughts is the guitar in the art and music therapy room which she loves with her entire heart and soul. Music has always been an escape for Lexa, but here it is her lifeline. When My Chemical Romance do a surprise performance at that very hospital, Frank hears Alexa playing one of their songs. He feels a pull to get to know her, but when he does, he doesn't want to leave her behind. Set in 2008, black parade era OC and Frank's POV (and maybe a few others here and there) TRIGGER WARNINGS: self harm, depression, mentions of suicide, physical and sexual abuse, substance abuse

Fourteen year old raven is trapped with her sick mother and abusive father. What happens when her father gambles away all their money and she's forced to move in with her grandparents and uncles? ⚠️Trigger warning for this whole book.

There was much that could've been said about Blaze Bernard: a patient daughter, 'devoted' friend, 'creative' student. Safe to say, liar wasn't suppose to be one of them. Infamous trouble maker Billie Joe Armstrong. Who doesn't know his name by now? The girl everyone seemed to want, a cocky asshole, Blazes best friends brother- but in Blazes case: her fake boyfriend. Although two opposites: Billie Joe being a true born selfish Jerk smothered by his mother, and Blaze raising herself, still trying to earn the attention of her own absent mom. Finding themselves in a fake relationship almost seems like an impossible chance of events to happen. None of them had ever looked at each other in any different light other than annoying acquaintances until they find them self helping each other with sacrifices they'd normally never be able to make alone. How can a selfish jerk teach such lesson to think about others? How can a lonely dysfunctional mind possibly understand the problems of family when shes got none of her own? Making sacrifices is never easy. No one said it was. But then again, what makes them think a fake relationship with out catching real feelings could be any easier?

The classic high school Vampire Gerard Way x Reader. Being best friend's with Mikey makes for a wonderfully awkward friendship. You, he and Gerard used to be inseparable. But back in 9th grade Gerard stopped talking to you and things got awkward. It's now senior year and it just feels like things are going to be different. Will keeping a secret from your best friend about his brother ruin your friendship? Will you find a new friend along the way? Will you ever get to kick that total bastard vampire from the first two paragraphs of this story in the ass? I hope so! Warnings: Language-the f word, they are teens what can I say? Blood? I mean it is a vampire fic. #1 in vampiregerard AND gerardwaylovestory! 3/26/21 - ?? You guys are so wonderful!! Umm?? #1 in mikeyway on 4/15-5/14 guys why?? hahahahha I'M LITERALLY CRYING!!! #1 IN GERARDWAY??? 4/28/21-5/30/21 EXCUSE ME WHILE I CRY FOR A WHILE THANK YOU ALL!! AHHHH NUMBER ONE IN #MCR EXCUSE ME WHILE I CRY AGAIN!! 6/26

[PART 1 - COMPLETED] Sallie Knight's life had been a tragedy, born under a bad star. When she moves to Iowa with her father and his cruel new wife, Sallie's life is at breaking point to the point she wants to end it. She finally finds an escape with her new, first job, LOVERS PLAYGROUND, a sex store at the edge of Des Moines. There, she meets her Supervisor, Corey Taylor, and while the pair start off with awkward conversations and bitter exchanges, their hatred for the world, for each other and their equal sense of tragedy and depression brought them closer. Corey becomes Sallie's only escape from her cruel reality, and she becomes Corey's only escape in his dark thoughts and inner demons. When a friendship is formed, she finally meets IOWA, Corey's distraught latex mask he created when he is hired as the new singer for the small band called SlipKnoT, and immediately becomes attracted to it... ----- Hello! Yeah, I've yeeted another story. This time all driven by my own thoughts. I've personally been having a bad time the last several weeks and needed an escape. And this is it. I've always wanted to write some sort of origin story involving my persona with Corey, and this was a fun and interesting start. A very personal story to me that I wanted to share. It's going to be deep, not for the faint of heart and VERY dark. I do not wish to hold back, I'm just writing what comes to me. As you know, with ALL Slipknot-related fanfics, these situations and characters are inspired by real events and real people, BUT DO NOT REFLECT them in anyway, shape or form. I am merely taking them and twisting it for fictional purposes. So please regard this as a fictional story created by a slipknot fan and an idiot that needed a way out of her mind. All events and times and such are not true to the actual facts, just manipulated a little for the sake of a story, so it won't be truly dedicated to the history of Slipknot. Thank you! Cover design by @supertracpac on Instagram!

Sometimes, there can be situations where home doesn't feel quite like home. Naturally, it's instinct to go searching for a place that gives you all the comfort and the warmth the walls you live in could never give. Sometimes, home can be a place that makes you feel valid. A place that makes you feel safe and secure. "Home" is any place that lets you forget the rest of the world is in flames, even if it's just for two minutes. But sometimes, your only option comes to leaving home. When my home wasn't home, and he was what it never could be. Does that make it easier to leave? Or will it drive me insane and force me to stay. And all times, there comes a part where you depart from home. But when it's a person who finds home in you too and not a place, do you still have to leave? - "Quit it!" I snapped Turning around, my eyes were boring into his. As he smirked. Still clicking his pen. "What's wrong?" He asked, his smirk getting bigger. "You clicking your pen you Nimrod!" "Nimrod?" He asked me laughing. "I haven't heard that in a while." He looked away. "Yeah whatever, just stop with that!" - Sometimes, love stories... don't always go right. -40,564 words-

Gerard x Reader