"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" Peterick AU.

Sequel to Along Came A Spider. Pete Wentz is alive and kicking. His body made a comeback that left doctors scratching their heads and rechecking charts. Even Andy and Patrick can't explain it. Now it's all a question of what he plans to do with his new found health. Will he travel the world? Go back to school? Just start completely over in life? Well, not when he has so much unfinished business left with his ex fiance. The attraction's still burning like a candle and the love is just waiting to be relit. But Patrick isn't as 'alive and well' as his soulmate. Pete's disappearance took a negative toll on the young doctor's life. He's not the same mentally, physically or emotionally. Can Pete handle this new, broken Patrick? Or will he make another disappearing act?

Young orphaned teenagers, (Y/N), Pete, Patrick, and Joe sneak onto the Titanic in 3rd class, they are in for a world of adventure. They venture into places they've never seen or dreamed of seeing. When (Y/N) gets lost on the first class deck, she meets Andy, a rich first class kid. What happens the boat hits the iceberg? What will happen to their blossoming romance. Only time will tell becuase no matter what, Sugar, We're Going Down.

The adventures of 'pretty boy' and 'dyke'. The story of the boy with the boobs who can pack a serious punch, and the girl with a dick and her all mighty powerful butt, and just how the two happen to meet and perhaps happen to fall for one another. And the two's battles against dysphoria, the foes of the judgemental gaze of the outside world, and sometimes themselves, sometimes even each other, but in the end, they both know from that very first moment, the first eye contact: it's the two of them against the motherfucking world. (Trans AU, FTM Frank & MTF Gerard)

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.

If you've read my story Kik Me Sometime then you've probably heard the requests for a Stripper AU Well, I did it

Gerard draws dicks for a living. Frank takes them. Gerard Way moves into a new apartment in a dodgy complex where he's bound to get beaten to a pulp after his old place is set on fire by those damned 'youths', and by a certain turn of events, his neighbour, the equally provocative, yet entirely in a different way, Frank Iero, ends up in his bed, and then, everything just really goes to shit.