The unholy union of a high school AU and a ghost story. Gerard's life takes a strange turn when his family moves to a small town in Vermont and he discovers the locals aren't all what they seem to be. Also includes: unexpected nature walks, murder, pining, improper treatment of crime scenes, a number of bone-related puns, high school bullies, and a short-range shrub named Ferdinand.

Frank is just an ordinary person, with an ordinary job, when one day everything changes. A flaming metal object falls from the sky, crashes right in his backyard, and what was inside it would change his life forever. Chapters: 33/33. Complete. FAQ at the end covers all 3 installations of the fic. Prologue and Epilogue can be found on my page.

Lindsey Ballato has been in Mindless Self Indulgence for a few years now. Her energetic attitude, and her smile that radiates good vibes makes everyone think she's happy. Little do they know- Lindsey is suffering. Every night her past haunts her. She hasn't told anybody. She hasn't trusted anybody enough to tell. She loves her bandmates, but she refuses to tell anybody. That is until a certain raven haired guy comes in and changes it all. He's determined to find out what's going on Behind The Bass. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

(Based on the 'Insidious' movies) The band buys an apartment shortly after their final tour of the Black Parade. Weird things have been going on, including doors slamming, creaky floorboards, and misplaced objects. When Mikey starts going into comas for no reason at any given moments, everyone starts getting concerned. What's more concerning is that Mikey isn't himself when he wakes up.

He wasn't supposed to be here. But that's what they all said. Except for the psychotic girl with colorful pigtails, who was quite content hanging from the bars. The difference was that Tyler was scared and alone. His best friend wasn't in the same place as him. Just the crying, red eyes that haunted his dreams and the papers taped up on his wall. But Josh wasn't far. Josh would never leave him. He was sure of it. :: based on the video for heathens and a little on the forest fic, but I actually had a loose idea for this before I read/saw either of those. The heathens video brought my idea together. And then I read the forest fic after I had my plot picked out so there we go. ::

His dark eyes brimmed with mystery that only the bravest of souls would even attempt to explore. I wanted to. I wanted to be brave enough to explore him, but he was the dark side of the moon, and I was an astronaut shitting my pants at the vast expanse. I'm as my friends call me, an "awkward lesbian"; a comic book obsessed art major with chub in all the wrong places. And Frank... Frank was the campus god... no wait he WAS God. How could I ever even have a chance with God...?

((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.

The Doctor and Clara. Inseparable travellers through time and space, always running, always adventuring, forever helping. Planets, civilisations, each other- it doesn't matter where or why. Wherever there's trouble they're close behind, solving and healing. Until one day. One dark, impossible day, when an impossible enemy rose from the ashes of a long-dead memory and tore them apart. WARNING: YOU MAY EXPERIENCE EXTREME FEELS WHILE READING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, shape, or form, own Doctor Who or any of its characters. That honour belongs to the BBC alone. CopyrightWhovianInSpace962014

**ON HOLD FOR NOW** Rose felt tears threatening to fall. The tears that pushed at her eyes made her sick, and the longing for the Doctor was overwhelming. She thought she couldn't handle it anymore. In that moment, one tear silently rolled down her face and she heard a faint wheezing noise in the distance. She knew what it was; the most wonderful, encouraging, beautiful sound ever. The TARDIS. The Doctor. Her doctor. He had come back for her. * * * This story takes place after Doomsday and Bad Wolf Bay. But this time, the Doctor got back his precious Rose. {these are not my characters! All rights go the BBC!)