Warning: This can be very awkward and random and of course, hilarious. Read at your own risk. :P

Dan is forced into going to a summer camp in the country side of Britain, his mother feels Dan is irresponsible, and would only be getting drunk and fucking about if he stayed at home. WRITTEN 2013. (I have since, gone through and attempted to improve on it).

Aubrey Robertson is the lead guitarist in a band called Platinum Edition, and when her band decides to go to a band camp for the summer, they meet lots of great bands like Pierce The Veil and All Time Low. During the summer, she definitely does not expect to feel chemistry with the one and only, Jack Barakat. Will Jack break her heart, will it be the other way around, or will everything change for the both of them?

((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits come from smoking behind the art block with Jamia, who he reckons is on her path to being the next Lindsay Lohan. But then, things really do change, because perhaps Jamia's matchmaking abilities aren't quite as shitty as Frank reckons, and perhaps this 'social gathering' he's dragged along to, does have some benefit to him after all. And perhaps, Frank will draw a face to the name of Gerard - Mikey's older brother, who really despite living in the same town, is worlds away from the reality Frank's stuck in. And on the subject of the unlikely, will Mikey ever finally figure out that Alicia Simmons really doesn't give a fuck about croquet?

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

And you say that you can save me ✬ Don't hope to ever find me ✬ And I fear I'm too far gone✬ Pray for the dead *Part three is set to private (probably because they fuck), so you have to be following me to read it. It's also posted on AO3, and the link is in my profile* Title and description from Bring Me The Horizon's song Crucify Me. This is a standalone Frerard ficlet. It is not connected to any of my other works in any way whatsoever. TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Kellin Quinn has never really truly had someone he could rely on. Frank Iero has felt the same way his whole life. When Kellin's mother starts dating Frank's father, upon meeting, Kellin and Frank almost immediately become inseparable. They rely on each other so heavily for the support they've never really gotten. And on the other side of the tracks...... There are only two things in this world that Gerard Way and Vic Fuentes have in common: One, a little brother named Mikey, and two, a membership in the same gang. Gerard doesn't really talk, and Vic understands that, sticking up for him occasionally when someone begins to pick on him. Other than that, it's just a nod of acknowledgement and nothing more........ Until both Vic and Gerard find themselves infatuated with two boys joined at the hip. In which case they make an agreement to help each other out. But doing this is putting everything as they know it on the line.......... And they're willing to risk it. *I HAVE RE-UPLOADED THIS ENTIRE FIC. IF YOU'VE READ THIS BEFORE, REREADING THIS WOULD BE A PRETTY GOOD IDEA.* *This fic is discontinued. I am so sorry. Please read my pinned announcement.*

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

After having a fallout with his so called "friends", Josh starts hiding away in his bedroom. His parents, of course, are concerned, but in not wishing to invade his private life, they get him a dog. Tyler ends up helping Josh over come the plague of loneliness and slight depression, and even helps him find a new friend along the way. Yes, Tyler is a dog. No, this is not a Joshler fic. This is nothing other than an alternative universe story wherein a boy much like Josh Dun owns a dog named Tyler.

Tyler visits a friend on his birthday. (Saying this now: this story is sad)