~BOOK 3 OF THE BRENDON URIE/PANIC! AT THE DISCO TRILOGY~ About a year has past since the turn of events Brendon and Hannah had to encounter. But their problems aren't finished just yet. For Brendon focuses more on writing music and touring than he should be, leaving Hannah stressed and trying to cope with everything. Will a new addition to the family fix the dense air between them, or make matters worse than before? Will things end they way they wanted? Or will there be pain and heartbreak?

~BOOK 2 OF THE BRENDON URIE/PANIC! AT THE DISCO TRILOGY~ Some time had passed after the events of the past between Hannah, Ryan, and Brendon. Some of those things, none of them were proud of. Ryan was fighting for his life while Hannah hoped and prayed that he would end up being okay. With the exception of a few bumps in that road. Brendon, happy to be rid of his crazy ex-fiancee, finally gets the nerve to try and be committed once again. But this time to someone whom he had been blinded from practically his entire life. Old memories begin to pop up, leaving Hannah wondering if her life would ever be happy and normal again.

~BOOK 1 OF THE BRENDON URIE/ PANIC! AT THE DISCO TRILOGY~ As the sister of Ryan Ross, the guitarist of the famous pop punk band Panic! At The Disco from Las Vagas Nevada, Hannah Ross had everything but the life you'd expect her to have. Sure there was the happiness and music from her talented brother to keep her occupied. But she didn't grow up with the greatest childhood, of which she covered up those internal scars with the help of her brother and as she would come to realize, her closest friends. That was until something changed. The world around her had stopped when Ryan did something she never thought he would ever do. Which left Hannah wondering if she would ever see her friends again. If she would ever get a chance to tell the one and only Brendon Urie how she felt. (both as a friend and her hope of something more) Even then, will there something else in the way of Hannah doing that? Would she have to take measures into her own hands, or leave it be?

❛ ❛ -stars like him are more than just light. touch him & you'll blister; love him and you'll b u r n. ❜ ❜ ♚ FRIGHT NIGHT ♔ 「 After her estranged mother dies, and with no one else to claim her bearings, Margo must return to Bloodstone New Jersey to take care of her childhood home. But across a field of burial mounds is the Way palace, where both Barons Gerard and Mikey Way live. There's also some romance and spooky stuff because it's a gothic novel. It might be good, I dunno man. 」 COPYRIGHT © 2015, ierlobe/undiscredited All rights reserved, refrain from copying or/and reposting this story. Unauthorised duplication is a violation of applicable laws and will result in Gerard coming to your house and sucking your blood. (STORY IS UNEDITED)

Frerard. Self-destructive love. One is a screw-up, and one is far beyond it. Can they survive?

Sequel to 'paint you'. It's been nine months since Juliette has disappeared from her art shop in Chicago, Illinois. No one has any idea as to what happened to her, but through tracking her cellphone the community has come to the conclusion that she has been kidnapped and lost her phone along the way. Now, Brendon tries to find his girlfriend as he logs his entire journey in Juliette's diary. Will he be able to find his abandoned love?

as he walked around my art shop, admiring all the paintings that i had spent hours on, i realized that he was different then most of the people that had entered my shop. he really took in all the details, that even the art freaks that enter my shop don't even take in. he was different, and i liked it. so, i documented it all in my diary. (the colors in the beginning of the chapters are for aesthetic purposes. they look better with the pages being black) (huge shoutout to @jen06707 for helping me create the description for this book!)

That feel when you read one book and end up accidentally killing your girlfriend as a result of it. See, Frank knew reading was bad for you, although it was probably inappropriate to walk up to your girlfriend's dead body and say 'I told you so'. It was quite honestly an accident though, like Frank really did not mean to set fire to the girls' dorms, and end up killing four students as a result of it, then again, Frank really shouldn't have picked up a book entitled 'Standardised Spellbook 1989-1994' and thought that it would be a good idea to try out some of the 'spells' inside the thing, however it had just so happened that Frank was both a skeptic and an idiot, and that was easily a recipe for disaster. There was of course also the rather unavoidable fact that he was indeed a witch, however Frank still had trouble coming to terms with what he'd done to his girlfriend, let alone how it could have happened. However, thank god, or well, a certain psychic by the name of Ray Toro, that he wasn't alone in this, because Ray knew the moment he set eyes upon the boy, that Frank was so undeniably involved with the fire, but Ray's powers weren't quite strong enough to figure out as to how. The actual discovering of the aforementioned 'how' was left to the Way brothers, your local campus vampires and supernatural experts, well, Mikey was an expert, Gerard just kind of sat there, being the least vampiric vampire in existance - he was a vegan, for god's sake! But it was indeed Gerard, not Mikey, that looked once at the nineteen year old and relayed him his whole life story. How Gerard had managed that, well, not even Gerard himself knew that, but he did know that he had to try his best to help poor Frank Iero bring his girlfriend back from the dead, no matter how little luck in that it seemed as if they would have. (witch!frank) (vampire!gerard) (weeabootrashveganaestheticblogger!gerard) (vampire!mikey) (psychic!ray) (transguy!frank) (college au)

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 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)