Frank can't handle talking to people without being struck with a panic attack. The only people he can talk to are his best friend, Mikey Way, and his mom. Ever since Frank was young, he's had a crush on Mikey's brother, Gerard, but his anxiety has kept him from ever doing anything about it. It seems, though, that he w...
Jason has always felt like an outsider. Filling the shoes of the recently passed Cliff Burton is no easy task, not to mention a seemingly unwelcome one, based on the reaction from Jason's new bandmates. James in particular is grieving his loss with alcohol and rage, a combination that leads to his violent night terror...
It's the summer of '96 and Blake Woods just graduated high school. The socially awkward, shy girl and wannabe 70s chick, with an obsession for classic rock takes a road trip by herself to San Francisco. In hopes of finding her purpose and to meet people who are just like her, she comes across a gorgeous guy (Kirk Hamm...
"Bet then, Stump?" Peterick & Trohley AU baseballplayer!fob BOOK ONE IN MY FOB SERIES (there is A LOT of hair dyeing in this story so be ready) switches from pete to patrick every chapter
Gerard is a senior in high school, and really has no idea what he's gonna do with his life afterwards. He hardly notices the short, black haired Frank. Until fate, destiny, memes, or maybe just dropping a pencil brought them together. Gerard's 13 year old brother, Mikey, is a shy, awkward kid in 8th grade. Until an ou...
Kellin Quinn had a traumatic upbringing and since has had a hard time staying out of his head. He is sickened by what he loves, and despite trying so hard to heal, he constantly falls back into old habits. Filled with anxiety about going away to college and the pressures of the past, Kellin is about to break, until h...
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
I held the cigarette between my teeth, lighting it up with the lighter and took a drag, leaning my head back against the brick building. I played with the wheel of the lighter, watching it spark, and every now and then, briefly burn. It was a lot like life, about how it would spark and fade. There are those certain mo...