🚬 ; sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand." in which a boy is a girl's very reason to hold onto dear life. THE OUTSIDERS; [ oc x johnny cade ]

your favorite cuban is back, now with 200% more angst! read at 2 AM ready with tissues. enjoy, you sadists! - was #1 in #sadstory - #7 in #paladins - #20 in #sheith

~AU~ Set in the 1960's~ <Basically this fic is set in an alternate 1960's, where race is not an issue- but sexual orientation is. Just if there's any confusion> Frank Iero, is a struggling musician dealing with the rejection from his family, as well as his recent personal discovery. He meets Gerard Way, a writer under a pseudonym- with a great taste in suits, and a deep secret to tell. He's struggled just as much as Frank, but he's used to bottling it up. The enter into a life-changing situation, one that they know is worth fighting for. One worth dying for...

Frank didn't plan on befriending anyone at school and he especially had no intention of falling in love with Gerard Way. While Frank's new friendships make a memorable year, a tragic accident truly makes high school unforgettable. Frerard // My Chemical Romance, Tonight Alive, Set It Off, PVRIS, Panic! At The Disco, Paramore, Fall Out Boy // high school au Highest Rankings: #1 codycarson, #1 jennamcdougall, #10 mcrfanfic

HIGHEST RANKING WAS #1 IN FERARD "I've seen you at school... you have autism, right?" Ha. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm the kid with autism or maybe I'm that kid that got sent to rehab, did drugs, or had sex at the age of 13. But I'm only one of those. "Frank, right?" I did a stiff nod, slowly looked over at him and said, "the kid with autism." ×××completed//there are probably a few spelling and grammer errors, i wrote this when i was 12, it's my first frerard pls feel free to hate×××

It's WWIII, and America is becoming desperate. Frank Iero, being old enough to join the army, is persuaded by his father. Not wanting to disappoint his parents or soil his family name, he reluctantly joins. Frank is more or less left in the hands of an ally, Gerard Way, to train and fight alongside until the end. But what if they were holding a secret that would only be released whilst spilling their blood on the battleground?

TRIGGER WARNING: There is cutting/suicide attempts/ blood. If any of this stuff triggers you please don't read it. Thanks!

“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he asks, puppy eying me again. This time, I don’t resist. I let him pull my sleeve up, and see all of the burns. He frowns and looks me in the eyes again. “What am I going to do with you…” he shakes his head and pulls me into a hug. That’s good, I can admit I actually needed it. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."