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.

Levi has been a heroin junkie for years, trying to escape the hellish reality that is his life and memories, seeing no other way out. Already hopelessly bound within the deepest crevices of addiction, along comes Eren, a bright-eyed naïve teenager who has his own struggles yet somehow believes he can help Levi to be saved from himself. ~~~ "So what about you, then? You gonna stick around?" Eren nodded certainly once. "As long as you let me, I still do want to help you." The raven shrugged nonchalantly. "It's up to you." "No it isn't." Levi cocked a brow. "I can't help you if you don't want to be helped," Eren went on. "From the impression I'm getting-" "Yeah, I need help," Levi cut in, looking down. "Or maybe I just don't want you to leave. I'm not sure of the difference. But if you're here, you're going to help, right? Then I don't have a choice." ~~~ I do not own SNK. I am merely writing for sheer enjoyment :) Cover art by the wonderful @kingofhellordoftime TRIGGER WARNINGS for self harm, depression, anxiety, drug abuse, and molestation. Read at your own risk but please, please be safe - don't read if you think this may trigger you; I really would rather you be safe. <3

by j0shler headlights. call. my. name. this whole book basically needs a trigger warning okay (alcohol, depression, self-harm, suicide). all rights reserved.

"You see Frank, the void and me... ...we're old friends."

After certain events that lead Frank in the hospital, he thinks he's never, ever going to be happy ever again. He knew this long ago, but his naive self thought that maybe he'd have just one more shot, that maybe God would give him mercy, but he was wrong. Everyone said it was for his own good, but Frank knew it was because everyone had given up on him, especially his mother, the one who sent him there after his failed suicide attempt. But when he meets another boy at the hospital, who's given him another shot at love and happiness, he thinks he might actually make it. Frerard AU. Frank Iero. Gerard Way. My Chemical Romance. Trigger Warning: Depression. Self harm. Mental Disorders. Suicide. Basically, it's a sad story.

((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?