What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

Frank Iero is struggling with his battle against drugs and depression when he meets artist Gerard Way in a coffee shop. The pair immediately hit it off, and begin their new lives together despite their many issues. - "Homophobic comments are not tolerated here," she pointed her nose in the air as she frowned down dramatically at Gerard. She crossed her arms aggressively causing her ponytail to sway behind her. "Listen kid, I'm the biggest fag in this place, so I'll make all the homophobic comments I like, 'kay?" Way sneered back, raising his eyebrows confrontationally and continuing to chew on the stirrer. She stared at him in disgust as Frank giggled, "It's true, he owns pink tools," he pointed out before she rolled her eyes and stomped away. "The color of the tools doesn't impede their ability to be tools- wait why are you digging around in the closet?" Gerard asked as he waved the stirrer around. "Why do you keep pink tools in the closet?" "Tools. I keep tools in the closet because where the fuck else am I going to keep them? I rarely need to hammer or screw anything," Gerard said as he sipped his soulless coffee earning a suggestive wink from the younger. - Dark content warning. Comments are appreciated. Don't be a stranger, babe.

"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

(COMPLETE) Who knew that meeting someone in a car park at 2am could change your life? Pete Wentz sure didn't until he met Mikey Way; a reserved, mysterious but sweet boy with a troublesome past. As both boys lives begin to improve, dark secrets begin to resurface, threatening their friendships, love and sanity. On a long, hard road to freedom, who will get left behind? (COMPLETE) This book contains mature themes: Trigger Warning, Smut Warning, etc

Word count: 31 k It all started with sunshine. More specifically, my sunshine. To be even more specific Kellin Quinn. My best friend. Kellin and I are the best friends that no one could tear apart. Known each other since kindergarten, grown up in the houses next to each other. Been there through thick and thin, our friendship survived it all. But just to make it more interesting I'll let you in on my big secret about Kellin; I'm madly in love with him.

Gerard is very skinny. Gerard is very pale. Gerard is very girly. Don't be mistaken, Gerard is not a transgender like most people around him think. He's merely a pretty boy. When he meets Frank, a rough, snarly, punk boy, he find himself in a mess of confusion. Does Frank like him because he looks girly? Or does that have nothing to do with it? [ TRIGGER WARNINGS: Suicide. Self harm. Eating disorders. Low self esteem. Abusive relationships/parents. Ect.]

When Gerard Way, the emo loner, finds notes in his locker signed 'Xofrnk', he is confused as to who sent them. But as time goes on, he becomes curious. Why would anyone put notes through his locker? And who the hell is Frank? Btw, this is really awful. Don't read unless you wanna lose the will to live. Tw throughout the book of abuse and violence, alcohol and drug use, self-harm, smut, read at own risk

When Kellin and Vic are both struggling to deal with their own pasts, how will they deal with each other's when they discover they are literal soul mates?

Kellin is a popular guy at school. Due to a coincidence, he meets a boy who lives out of state, Vic. The two start talking (texting) to each other, and become pretty close. What happens, when they realize, that they've been closer than they originally thought? DISCLAIMER: This is the first story I've ever written on here, so it's been like 2 years at least and my writing has changed a lot. I think this is extremely cringey now and I know there's probably tons of typos and plotholes but people still seem to like it (why? idk) so I don't want to delete it.

After getting expelled from three schools in the past year, Frank is sent to an English boarding school. He hates it, every bit of it, but while there, a certain off-limits black haired beauty catches his eye.