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.

The sun slowly sunk behind the rippling ocean waves, sand crunching under the weight of Frank's feet. "You should be here." He spoke, barely above a whisper, his eyes burning and the familiar lump forming in the back of his throat. "Why'd you have to leave me?" His legs crumbled under his weight and his knees hit the sand, hot tears flowing in streams on his face. He looked to the sky, searching for answers to his questions, "Why did you do it?!" Frank remembers the day as if it was yesterday. Because it was. The day he lost Gerard.

Teacher/Student Frerard & Rikey~ Frank's abused at home and bullied at school. He feels alone and he would have been long gone without his only friend Ray Toro. He feels like giving up until a new teacher with bright hazel eyes turns up along with his brother. When trouble arises with his dad and a secret relationship starts, how will his life turn out? For better or for worse?

Feelings make life worse. I'M SO SORRY IF YOU EVER THOUGHT READING THIS IS A GOOD IDEA LMAO

°•. a collection of frerard oneshots; mostly smut, but you'll get your fill of fluff, as well. please feel free to skip the jalex and kellic at the very beginning. enjoi xoxo-- ps. you are most definitely a beautiful human being! please read these if you are happy, sad, or any other funny feeling .•°

Evelyn has been bullied by Frank Iero for the past 3 years. He's been the cause of her cuts, and she's been the cause of his sleepless nights. Yeah, he's in love with her... How will this end? Will they end up dating? Or will Frank ruin her life? Authors Note: this story has been discontinued. thanks for reading <3

After a failed suicide attempt, Frank Iero is placed into an induced coma to prevent any further self harm. While he's asleep, he's visited by what he believes is an angel who sings to him. When Frank finally awakens, it becomes his obsession to find who the voice belongs to. [[Trigger Warning! Suicide-- do not take this warning lightly. Suicide is a main theme. Pretty explicit self-harm, child abuse, underage drinking, reckless behavior, and depression. If you notice anything else that needs tagged, please let me know!]]

Set in the desert zones on the outskirts of Battery City, Toxic Glitch has been chosen to join a Killjoy group specialized in cleaning up the surrounding zones. While the other Killjoys are focusing on the main problem, this rogue group led by a man referred to as One are starting from the inside. If they can successfully join forces with those around them in the zones, they can begin their invasion of Battery City. Toxic Glitch was able to pass One's initiation, but can she keep up? Will she be able to stick to the simple rules set in place, or will she throw away this rogue life for something more, and at what cost?

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.

A bunch of Frerard one-shots I'm slowly writing and uploading from my phone out of sheer boredom. A mixture of serious stories, fluff, smut, and extreme crackfic, so read at your own disrection. You have been warned. P.S. there will be smut in some chapters, even though this is meant to be a 'fluff' book. I'm sorry if that makes anyone uncomfortable though!